The sun is shining weakly, and I am starving as per instruction. Isn't it weird how most days I can go without food all day at times, and never worry about it, but just say "You may not eat or drink anything after 6am" to me and I become ravenous. Totally. Food is dancing before my eyes as I speak. I may be suffering from coffee withdrawal. I am sure it kicks in very fast. Or something. Hallucinations.
Gee - just think - this is BEFORE I have any anaesthetic! I will be on a roll by tonight. Always supposing the thing actually happens.
Mary , bless her, from Random Thoughts, has given me this award. What a wonderfully sweet thing to do. My children may beg to differ, of course, but I am so touched by it! Thankfully, after I yelled at her, she has agreed not to stop blogging after all. It must be my superior yelling skills acquired over 3 decades of parenting.
I am being fetched in an hour. I did think of taking my plastic bag knitting project with me. However, that may be a little too pointed, and rather tiresome to explain. Not to mention noisy. I have a book or 2. And some hand quilting. And a pen and paper.
Behave while I am gone. I will be back tomorrow. Or maybe tonight if it doesn't happen.