Postcard from the Edge
As all good postcards do, this one arrives after the vacation is over:
As all good postcards do, this one arrives after the vacation is over:
I didn’t get a chance to really complete my last entry. There’s so much I have to do tonight, I don’t know how to begin. I need to pay the bills up to date, take care of the rent, get instructions on cat care taken care of for the Sisters, get sloppy joe mix made…
Current status: The dermatological oncologist who my dermatologist wants to refer me to can see me ⦠on January 23rd. I donât think so. I called my gastroenterologist, who used to be on the transplant team at Big City Hospital. Surprisingly, he was no help, just saying that he wanted me to see the guy…
Last night, we suddenly observed a lot of color developing in the chyrsalis all at once. In a matter of a few hours, we went from green to compressed butterfly. As I write this, Waldoette is busy finishing pumping up her wings and drying out. She’s definitely female. By the time you are reading this…
No one has yet made their move. I don’t know if that means they are reconsidering the rash actions they’ve been contemplating, or if the universe is just being perverse and waiting until my guard is down before it strikes. My two little bird compatriots that I thought axed apparently haven’t been, although I was…
It’s nearly 8:00 this morning. I’ve checked my phone messages, my email, and my calendar. I’ve a meeting at 8:30. Too early to head for the boardroom, and too little time to get much accomplished, I’m doing little busy work things, straightening up my office and purging files. I checked in at DD, but all…
I have been trying to reach my doctor’s office since 9:00 this morning (it’s now nearly 10:00). It has been wall-to-wall busy signal, for the most part. I did get through once, but it was the answering service who picked up. I asked them what time the office would start accepting calls. She told me…
Welcome back!
You are well. You are, presumably, happy. I am pleased. 🙂
It is good to hear from you.
I like the postcard. 🙂
Honey
OMG! Brice sent me the exact same postcard when he was in San Francisco two weeks ago. It is hanging on our fridge as I speak.
Glad you are home safe, I’ve missed you.
OMG!!! I was one hour north of San Francisco in Bodega Bay on that very day! We could have met, darn it!
<sigh>
~Cali
What did you find in the pools? Was the air sweet?
Welcome back Mlle. I’ll take the orange house. I always wants a house on a hill.
Come back to dd…I’m suffering withdrawals. I miss your witty outlook on life.
~QE
how cool!