Waiting for Santa

Two years ago The Professor and I met face to face for the first time. He drove cross country to see me. We arranged to meet in Baltimore, outside the National Aquarium at the seal pool. I still remember my first glimpse of him, walking up to the seal pool, looking for me in the…

Plans to reap what I sowed failed to come to fruition. Turns out the harvest had some weevils in it. Looks like you’ll all just have to wait in suspense a bit longer. As for me, I’m sitting on pins and needles.

I’ll get the depressing stuff over with first. Got a call from the Specialist’s office yesterday afternoon – they want to go ahead and do a bone marrow biopsy. It’s just one of those “we want to be sure” things, but there are certain blood disorders (I love a good euphemism) that could produce the…

OK, major admission time. I’m a dental phobic. As in the very thought of having to go to a dentist makes me get sick to my stomach, keeps me awake nights, and does fascinating things to my lower GI tract. It feels stupid to admit it, because I *know* there is absolutely no rational reason…

Actually, I wanted to say “Free to Good Home”, but that’s too long for the Title Display. The little shit has gone and done it again. I got up this morning, did the usual morning things, and then reached for my wallet and card case. The wallet was right where I left it last night….

Friday. Was there ever a word with such a mellow, soothing sound? Say it slowly, drawing out that first syllable. Friiiiiii – day. Was there ever a day so concerned with your well-being? Friday. I day. My day. This is not a Monday moan-day, or a Tuesday used-day. Yeah, Sunday may be fun-day, and Saturday…