This is like saying every day is interesting - and you know what THAT means. You know the old Chinese curse "may you have an interesting life." Mine is nonstop interesting. I am trying to figure out how I can make this art-related but have finally given up. It's just plain L-I-F-E. (and I'm giving you the short version).
The bad news is that two days ago, as we arrived at the V.A. hospital for Marty's hearing aid fitting, the parking lot rose up and hit him in the head. The good news is that we were in the hospital parking lot and the E.R. was close at hand.
The good news is that the doctors and staff at the V.A. were wonderful and that he is ok, despite the nasty fall.
In the meantime, my 16 yr old nephew Harry arrived while Marty was in the E.R. and I had to go pick him up at the train. Harry was en route from Pittsburgh to New Haven and stopped to see my mother (his Nana). He turned out to be a delightful companion for me while I worried about Marty, and my mother was thrilled to see her grandson (whom she kept introducing to all the other residents as her nephew. Oh, well -- close enough.)
Fast forward to today and the rescheduled hearing aid fitting...omg - my husband can HEAR! After 28 years, I have to learn not to shout.
This is a good thing.
When we got home from all our various appointments today I saw what I thought were gifts from the Universe sitting outside my steps.
Rosemary! Basil! Fleurs!! Who could have given us this gift and not left a note?? A nice neighbor? The gardener? A charitable soul?
Tomorrow, Josh and Ben will be here to tie-dye t-shirts. Now, I am going to sleep off tonight's celebratory dinner (a toast to the audiologist) and the last three stressful days.