Heartly worth mentioning.

     As Jackie Gleason used to say, "And awa-a-a-y we go!"  There's nothing like starting a new blog off with an open heart surgery on day two!  Yes, I'm afraid it is true, we got the word yesterday that my dear Hubby will have to go through this.  Of course if he goes through it, we all go through it.

     No, I don't think they'll let me in the operating room for a blow-by-blow description, but you can count on me relaying every blissful moment I encounter as I nurse him back to his old, loving, sarcastic, humorous self.  All of this fun can be had beginning March 11, 2008...assuming all goes well until then.   Apparently the surgeon is counting on it, as he is taking a two week vacation beginning next week.  Let no heart stand between a surgeon and his vacation.  

     We are due to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary in June.  I am counting on this surgeon to fix Hubby up as good as new by then.  We had planned a trip to London and Ireland to celebrate, but I have a feeling that would be a stretch.  I don't really care where we are, as long as we are together and able to be together to laugh and love.  Isn't that generous of me?  The truth of the matter is, we just might be making another move by then.  Yes, we are planning to build our new home this year, and it could start happening this summer.  The plans are being worked on right now.  See how much fun we're going to have here!

     Hey, not to change the topic but do you know how much this kind of surgery costs?  I'm hearing $500,000 and up.  Is it any wonder there is only a month waiting list?  Can Mrs. Clinton or anyone else really stand up there and tell me that they are going to bring health coverage to everyone, at a reasonable cost?  I don't know what a "reasonable cost" is anymore. Just for some of the tests Hubby has had the past few months the bills the insurance company must pay are out of the stratosphere.  I know we pay exorbitant premiums monthly, and neither one of us has been seriously ill before.  In fact, as an employer we pay premiums for all of our employees, and it's enough to make a person think twice about it.  Every month we check our premiums to see if it has risen because of this latest problem.  So far no, but we know it isn't going to last. It certainly can't.

     Speaking of Mrs. Clinton, she must not be feeling so good after the elections last night.  She is supposedly counting on Texas to pull through on the delegate count, but I don't know if she can.  Perhaps what she needs is a little bit of heart surgery too, like to add sincerity to hers, if that is even possible.  I guess you know how I am feeling about her candidacy huh!

    I see the fog is beginning to roll in here, so I think it may be time to leave this for another day.  Thank you for stopping in.   The welcome mat is always out.  Just don't drag in any mud please.

The one thing I never heard people say to me:

     "You should blog less."  I have been blogging for three years on another site.  I've developed a following and established a cadence in my blog.  That's all well and fine,  but I'm about to enter the sixth decade of my existence on this earth and I do not want be confined to the expected anymore.  Of course that does not mean I will abandon my "voice", it merely means I wish to exercise the option of ...well, I don't know what yet.  I'm sure I'll find out right along with you.  

     So what can you expect here?  For one thing my sense of humor,  my element of sarcasm.   They are a finely honed resource that shine through life's stomping down tendencies.  Yeah for me!  Yes, when I said the glass is generally half full I mean it.  Of course it depends on how clear the glass is,  whether or not the mineral deposits of everyday life built up...but hey, think of me as a  human stalagmite.  

     There are a cast of characters who remain constant in my life, and through me I'm sure you'll get to know them all.  Here is a mini-guide, or introduction:

1.  Hubby - my wonderful husband of almost 25 years.  (And I mean it!)

2.  Mikey - my only child, now a 40 year old man-child-bachelor  living at home, with my gratitude.

3.  Frasier - our sweet Maltese with a very big mouth.

4.  Niles - our cat/dog, the very adorable, short bussed Shih-Tsu.

5.  Cesar - our Chef.  The hapless, but necessary helper.

  These are the intimate members of the family that I speak of frequently  (though you are bound to hear of others) whom I shall introduce as I include them in this virtual world, my view from up here.