I'll be gone for a few weeks getting a new knee. But I'll be thinking of you and our victory and all the wild times of these past couple of years. I timed this surgery so that, if Romney won, I'd be knocked out on pain medication during the days immediately following.
If the replacement doesn't go according to plan, I have a back-up. A good old-fashioned peg leg. And I'll wear a black eye patch and a parrot on my shoulder and go around saying "Argh!" a lot.
Medicare will pay for the eye patch but we're not sure it covers the parrot.
It pays to plan ahead, doesn't it?
Sp please plan on coming back to read this blog. Knowing you're out there is just great. I'm never lonely in this big old house on this ten acres in the midst of the woods in the back-of-beyond. Because all the way around the world, there you are!
So start checking in after Thanksgiving. (That's late November for you folks in the other countries.) It might be a good idea for me to resume then by doing a piece about all that we have to be thankful for. At the top of my personal list is you.
And Barack Obama.
If you're the praying sort, please give me the benefit of your prayer for a safe outcome of the surgery. If you're not the praying sort, do it anyway. Humor the old grandma!
And if the knee works out well, let's go dancing!