Thank You!

I am honored and humbled by all the nice comments that I have received about my upcoming procedure.  This blog business has been so much more than I anticipated it would be when I first started out.  Thank you all!

While I have met a few of the folks whose blogs I often read, mostly I have not had the pleasure.  But it is amazing, that I count each and every one of you as close friends.  I feel as though I know you almost better than I would just sitting around a campfire.

There is something about writing our thoughts on a computer screen, that seems to mesmerize us into being almost more honest than we could be in person.  We explain our goofs, and dumb moves almost shamelessly and think nothing of it.

Usually we get a bunch of comments, telling us not to be so hard on ourselves, and that the commenters have done exactly the same thing.  Or encouragement and suggestions how to get out of our trouble.  So I have grown to really like blogging, and the friends it has brought me.

I never thought that I would face a nasty procedure at the hospital, and turn to my computer friends for love and encouragement, but that is just what has happened. And I am richer for the experience.

I am also thinking about Al over at the Bayfield Bunch, and his decision to turn off the comment box on his blog.  If my comment box was off, would I really have gotten to know each of you, as I feel I now do?  Or would I have been able to go into the RV Park where Rick and Paulette were staying last winter and have the courage to barge right up and say howdy? Hummmmm! I'd bet not.  So barring any bad experiences, I think I will leave mine open.

Today, I went to the barber shop and got a haircut so I won't scare the surgeon!  We talked sports, and of my operation, and of course there was the guy there that had already had the same thing.  I'm not sure his story was actually encouraging, but he tried to make it seem that way.

And I spent a lot of time just riding the motorscooter.  It is like therapy for me, and I am painfully aware that I will have to put it up for quite a long while.  I was out looking for a folding table for Loyce to use in her crafts.  I went to about four different stores, but found nothing that would work better than the broken one she already has.

So in the end, I ended up over at the hardware store buying screws and stuff to cobble her old one back together,    again!   It is made from particle board, and the screws pull out when she moves it.  It has casters, but on the carpet, it still puts stress on the joints.  All this so called furniture made from particle board is really junk.

One day closer to getting fixed up!

Retired Rod