First things first. Thank you all who welcomed Robin to the “living room” in our Little House in the Big Woods. I appreciate your friendliness so much. It brings to mind the first time I wrote a guest blog. It makes you kind of self-conscious and nervous. (OK, maybe it doesn’t make everybody self-conscious and nervous. Robin probably thought it was a piece of cake.)
I was so nervous that no one would say “hello”. That they would think, “What is THIS STRANGER doing on the blog?” But folks kindly said “hi”–and some regular readers from Lake Superior Spirit dropped by to give a “high-five” so the nervousness abated.
Thank you, Robin, for sharing yourself in my living room…and good luck on your 365-day outdoor commitment. This is no easy feat!
Speaking of 365-day outdoor commitments, tomorrow will be one year since mine ended. Odd, that I will be in the hospital for gall bladder surgery, on this auspicious anniversary.
It’s also odd having an inactive blog on WordPress. It’s interesting how many people still regularly stumble upon the posts. Or even those–like Elisa at Elisa’s Spot–have been reading some of the daily postings in that other lifetime and commenting steadfastly.
This past life still gets about one hundred hits a day. People who google “raccoons” or “vegetable scraps” or “Julie/Julia”. “Palm trees” is the second all-time search engine hit–go figure. Just what a blog from Lake Superior country needs!
Sometimes I miss the outdoor focus of that blog. It was very simple. What was going on outside the front door. It really didn’t care what was going on in the Big Living Room in the Mind or the Lofty Attic of the Spirit–although, you know me, I tried to include them, as well.
I also have been missing the playful ease of taking pics with Ms. Sony Cybershot. I took her out to play again this weekend on the way to town. She is the best playmate! You can take her out without any trouble, without any fiddling, without any fuss.
She doesn’t take “perfect” photos some of the time (well, neither does Ms. Canon Rebel!) but she is always such a sport. She loves impromptu photo shoots in restaurants, public bathrooms, walks to the mailbox. She adores spontaneity.
What she lacks in polish, she reveals in creativity and shine.
You can aim Ms. Cybershot out the window of your car when driving–as long as you don’t focus or otherwise concentrate in a way that would take more than .12535% off your driving abilities. (It’s not texting, Mr. Policeman! I wouldn’t do THAT while driving!)
Barry had to stop at the Sentinel–the local newspaper where he is editor–and download photos. He’s trying to stay on top of his assignments so he can spend quality time with me in the hospital. I mean–quality time in the waiting room.
While he downloaded his photos, Ms. Cybershot and I took a gander around the office. What to photograph? A map on the wall? A frog on top of Nancy’s computer? (Nancy is one of the part-time reporters. She is also one of Barry’s ice fishing buddies. She is also my friend. She has a great sense of humor. I have tried to take lessons from her.)
I can’t believe how well I am feeling. After feeling so ill for a while–things have sure settled down. It must be all the prayers and good wishes and positive energy. My liver enzymes dove by more than three-quarters to only mildly elevated levels. The gall bladder is hardly cranky at all.
The emotional energy of earlier this week has turned to a calm peaceful feeling. Sure, bits of nervousness arise–but not overwhelming.
One of the nice nurses called this morning. “Be at the hospital at 9 a.m.,” she advised. Surgery is at 10.
Will try to re-connect with you after it’s over. Don’t know if that will be Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday. If something happens that I must have the “other” surgery (not laparoscopic) I’ll have to stay in the hospital several days.
In which event my Private Nurse (also known as daughter, Kiah, who is coming home for the holidays) will write a short blog & report to you. (You will do this, Kiah, won’t you?)
Hope everyone has a Happy Solstice. Three cheers–as we celebrate that the Light Returneth!