I feel at a loss of what to blog. My whole rhythm is off. I'm missing Sandy's daily musings. Are you, too? Tell her! Tell her to get back on the stick.
I'm just plain unused to going to bed so early, and it feels WEIRD, but after a week of feeling truly like a zombie, I finally woke up yesterday morning feeling rested and more like a person. The tennis elbow strap that I used at Cindy's suggestion worked well, and I had a successful day at work. I'm still healing, and I'm almost a bit reticent to go back to her for more treatment today. Yes, it is clearly helping, but man, it hurts in the process! The undergrad semester has begun, so I'm back in organic chemistry again in addition to the med school. I was worried I wouldn't be able to manage it all, what with the sore arms, but I seem to be doing fine.
I still miss my Vincent. I spent all day yesterday believing that it was the anniversary of his passing, but when I checked the blog, it was actually January 8th.
Yesterday when out at lunch, I ran into Mike Strauss, who has been an occasional guest and commenter in the blog here. He has an art exhibit up at Healthy Living where I very often lunch, and it looks GREAT. I was glad for that impromptu opportunity to sit down and have lunch with the artist, have good conversation, and admire his work in that nice setting. If you like his painting of onions, you're not alone. But another spoiled friend has finagled that painting out of him. Rats. It was "borrowed back" by Mike for this exhibit, and I threatened to steal it. Heh. That's me -- a class act all the way.
THANKS for the recommendations of more British comedies! I had forgotten about Saving Grace, another of my absolute favorites. I will have to rent that one again and watch it soon. Love it. And Death At A Funeral too! I will take your recommendations on the others that I haven't seen, too.
Well, look at the time -- it's 8:50 -- past my bedtime!