Like I said, usually, whatever. He's a good doctor. He's fixed my hand several times. I have no doubt that this surgery will fix this problem. This is just not the week that I want to deal with his nonsense.

I'm sorry, Hil. I hope the results are good enough to be worth all the nastiness.

I've been putting off breakfast because what I want (nothing, really)/what I can eat with a still-tender tongue/what I have in the house aren't necessarily coalescing. But now I want Laura's day, so I'm starting with coffee and oatmeal. I'm going to soak the dried cranberries first, though, and crush the walnut pieces small. I have no boatly friend with whom to leaf-peep, though, and we have pleasantly melodic rainfall, so reading and perhaps some writing will have to substitute for the leaf-cruise.

ETA: I forgot to approve of emotionally supportive hippos. I recently got a Jellycat bunny with the softest fur I've ever felt. Every time I touch her I marvel all over again how soft she is.

Beverly, I'm glad you're getting better. What an awful experience. Here's to having a Lauraly day.

(You wrote, "I have no boatly friend," but I read "I have no bloaty friend," and was ready to raise my hand.)

It only has managed to get to the mid 50s today so my boaty friend and I decided to go during the week when the sun is out. I also wimped out on going to nephew's soccer game. Just stayed home in my inside warm clothes and played on the computer while Monk episodes play in the background. Relaxing.

Emotional support hippos and Harvey in a sweater make me happy.

Good doctors with bad bedside manner are exasperating.

Staying inside warm and snuggly when it's cold outside is one of the primal joys of life.

I finally went through a bag of stuff that's been sitting around waiting to be sorted, and found paperwork from 2011. I really have a procrastination problem.

Weird thing happened. My phone autocorrected something that I was typing to a cool word. I google cool word, and it turns out to be the name of a star. I think - I like this word, I will find a way to use it in my life. And then, I am watching TV and lo and behold, there is a plot point with a boat with the same name as cool word. Mind. Blown. (I am not naming cool word because I might use it as password or something)

I forgot to approve of emotionally supportive hippos. I recently got a Jellycat bunny with the softest fur I've ever felt. Every time I touch her I marvel all over again how soft she is.

Jellycats are the best for soft fur. When Peanut grows out of her stuffed animals, I'll probably keep all the Jellycats for cuddling archival purposes.

Jellycats! Merricat, my traveling bunny, is a Jellycat. I got her after the youngest goddaughter spent an afternoon covering me with all of her Jellycat bunnies. (She knew her Uncle Loomy was away for a month, and wanted to make sure I was emotionally supported.)

So, I applied for a job last week. I very quickly got a "thanks, but no thanks" email. It was a stretch job, so I shrugged it off. Tonight, I opened up the cover letter that I had sent and discovered that not only did I forget to update the date (which was October 17, 2017), I misspelled "Counsel" in the first sentence. t facepalm

No wonder I got rejected with a quickness.

Oh dear, Vortex. Forgive me for my morning chuckle at that, but I could see me doing that so easily.