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I had eye surgery this morning. You'd think that might be stressful, but it was lots more fun than Plumbtreeblossom had today, and --yes-- there were beautiful rainbows brought on by amazing drugs.

If there are some typos in here, please forgive. I'm still wearing the eyepatch and can't see quite well enough to proofread.
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Misty eyed this morning

The following is from the Wikipedia entry for Fred Rogers, who will always be one of my favorite people. And no, but I do believe in Fred Rogers.

“Mister Rogers' Neighborhood won four Emmy awards, and Rogers received one for lifetime achievement.

During the 1997 Daytime Emmys, the Lifetime Achievement Award was presented to Rogers. The following is an excerpt from Esquire's coverage of the gala, written by Tom Junod:

‘Mister Rogers went onstage to accept the award — and there, in front of all the soap opera stars and talk show sinceratrons, in front of all the jutting man-tanned jaws and jutting saltwater bosoms, he made his small bow and said into the microphone, "All of us have special ones who have loved us into being. Would you just take, along with me, ten seconds to think of the people who have helped you become who you are. Ten seconds of silence."

‘And then he lifted his wrist, looked at the audience, looked at his watch, and said, "I'll watch the time." There was, at first, a small whoop from the crowd, a giddy, strangled hiccup of laughter, as people realized that he wasn't kidding . . . . And so they did. One second, two seconds, seven seconds — and now the jaws clenched, and the bosoms heaved, and the mascara ran, and the tears fell upon the beglittered gathering like rain leaking down a crystal chandelier. And Mister Rogers finally looked up from his watch and said softly "May God be with you," . . . .


The calendar on my Friends page advises me that I haven't made an original post since 7 May.

Surely this will repair that.

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Two of us couldn’t sleep past 1 this am. I made a cup of cocoa with rice milk at 3. Yum. Finally got back to sleep at 5. In the worst circumstances I never sleep past 7. This morning I was committed to 3 1/2 volunteer hours at the Big Brothers Big Sisters fund-raising plant sale commencing at 8:30. Yup! I woke up at 8:45. Who knows how I managed to brush my teeth, dress, grab everything I needed and drive to the other side of town – WITHOUT breaking any speed limits – by 8:55.

The people were lovely; the weather was not. Cold and windy. I think 5 of us sold plants to 6 or 7 customers. I’m being taken to dinner tonight by my dear heart. After that? I’m looking forward to tomorrow. Actually, patchy frost is predicted for tomorrow night: I may sleep until Sunday morning.

Nonetheless: Life is Good.