I am a seriously lucky lady.
My beloved other half has bought me a crayfish for my birthday. He and my son got it all sorted out for me, because they knew that it was something I had been hankering after for a long time. His name is Dave, and he is gorgeous. Pictures to follow. And then he took me to PCWorld, and bought me a neat little laptop, which means that things are easier on the old legs. I ought to post about the MRI on Monday, but right now it makes me feel ill to think about it. And then today, which was my actually birthday, he took me out for tea at Frankie and Benny's, and now I am vegging on the sofa, doing not a fat lot. I'm blogging on the laptop though, which is a bonus. I want to do more blogging. Not because my life is that interesting, but because there are days when if I don't get what I want to say out, then I will burst.
When I'm on the big computer I will do the picture posts and so on, and hopefully remember that I can do thoughts from here.
Thinking is something I do a lot. Sometimes about the past, but more often now about the future, about that which is going to happen. About things which we are not preventing from happening. At things which we have been promised over and over again and yet they have not materialised. And how that's ok, how we are used to it and that which does not kill us will make us stronger.
I'm sounding a bit wishy-washy now. Time to stop and post this up. I'm trying writing in word and it putting it up automatically. We'll see how it goes.
