Top 'O the Morning!

Hello! Remember me? I looked over the previous posts and saw that it's been almost three months since I posted! Wow! I also saw that Cowboy has been keeping you informed of this & that and since there's no sense editing what he's written, I'll simply add that you should consider the "source" and not take everything he had to say as the gospel truth.

For instance: My hospital stay was extraordinarily uneventful. I shall endeavor to make up for this oversight in the coming year and in creative ways.

When asked - each morning - how I was feeling, I mumbled "fine," or "good enough to chow down on a bear," or some other inane response. I did not say what I was thinking... How do I feel? How the hell do you think I feel? I've got ugly tubes and needles sticking in various parts of my body. I'm a human pin cushion!

When food was finally an option... "Ooo look what's for lunch." I muttered something like, "Ummm not too hungry." Egads! I've seen road kill more appetizing looking than that swill. I ordered pizza as soon as Cowboy left the room. That's what those telephones by your bed are for.

When the docs - yes, more than one - would say "okie dokie, let's just check how you're doing and proceed to come close enough to kill... er... bite, the giant squid would say "Don't hurt him, bambina."

All I was going to do was break one little finger... or nose... or sock him... Genghis Khan never lets me have any fun. Truly, the man was toilet trained far too early in life.

Write this down: I'm a candidate for sainthood.

Life at home has had its moments. Glory is gloriously happy in my kitchen, cooking & baking. She feeds Bull who has proposed to her and that makes her giddy. I told her he proposes to all women who cook and bake. Glory says she can live with that.

Vi continues to rearrange my house to her liking. It'll be months before I find everything. She's also been working on my recipe link and has added dozens of recipes to it. Max is happy just to have us all together. He and Bull spend a lot of time at the grocery store.

Cowboy works from home as often as he can; we have spent a lot of "quality alone time." It's been satisfying but I see signs of frustration... he's not spanking at the moment, not even the occasional swat and I know he's going a little nutso about that. Of course, I'm doing my best to make him even more nutso. That's my job and I take it seriously...

David gave me a small bell to ring when I needed something. After numerous trips up and down the stairs, the squid threw the bell in the garbage. One of the cats found it and pawed it here and there over and over again. Almost lost that cat to giant squid committing cat-acide. I pictured the front page of The Navy Times - Innocent 20-lb. Feline Murdered by Giant Squid. Naturally, Cowboy didn't see any humor in this although I laughed till my sides hurt.

I'm feeling good, not as much energy as I usually have but getting stronger every day. I'm resting a lot and hope to be back in almost-full swing by the first of next month. Next month is FEBRUARY - a very special month in our house. Cowboy said if I'm good, he'll deliver hearts and flowers. Forget the hearts and flowers. GIVE ME CHOCOLATE and lots of it! As for the "good" part - tsk. I'm a saint!

I'm writing again. Just a few sentences when inspiration hits but hopefully, a new story is on the horizon. And... Thank you for all the sweet emails and of course, your healing thoughts and prayers. I don't have enough words to express my appreciation for your thoughtfulness.

~Sar~