Good morning, good morning

LOOK how much hair my Hunny-Pie has now!

pretty much nothing feels better than this

Prepping for the annual MRI-athon really wipes me out. I wind up my courage, make tentative plans for handling all imaginable outcomes and eventualities (and I've an over-active imagination don'cha know). This MAY NOT be an operation year, but if it is, I’ll be as ready as can be. Pragmatic Woman—that’s me. My superhero outfit is a nice, warm pair of sweats with New Balance sneaks. Something comfortable that I can work in—ya know?

Next week brings more tests, a meet with McKenna. The week after is when I get the word from Plotkin. In between all my plotting, cleaning and prepping is mega ton of triking, painting and cat mollycoddling. TAB too. He gets his fair share of the cossetting action too.

Meantime, here’re some pics from the week in Donna-ness.
Good Morning from Singin' In The Rain (you're welcome)

Low tide action

Noir-ish lamp at new fav pub

The Egyptian. I think I need this head sitting in my yard. Always.

Poor Rocco just wants to get back to sleep on his bed atop the duvet. Poor boy.