A Light at the End of the Tunnel

Just stopping by the blog this afternoon with a little update

 in the form of praise and thanksgiving. 

After my previous two posts, some of you might be wondering if I've flown over the cuckoo's nest or something.  

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Well, I haven't. 

Not completely anyway. 

I have been doing a lot of  flying  though. 

Mostly, I've been flying back and forth to one of 

these places. 

That's a hospital, in case you can't tell, and no, I was not the patient. That would be the Duchess, who recently  had what we hope will be her final surgery for a long time.

 Wooo. Hoooo!

In full disclosure, that's not a photo of the hospital where we had our recent adventure. I just added that picture for a little blog bling. In all our coming and going, I never did get around to taking a picture of the place for posterity.

I did, however, whip out the shiny red Kodak just in time to get a pre- surgery portrait.  You know... for posterity. She wasn't all that happy about the photo shoot, but she agreed to smile on one condition:

Deb-rah, she said. 

I had better not see a picture of my face 

wearing a jiffy pop hat

sprawled all over the world wide web. 

Don't worry, Mom....

You won't. 

I'm nothing if not obedient.

And that's all I have time for tonight.  We're all hoping that sooner rather than later, she will be fully recovered and things will finally be back to normal in Mayberry.

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