*Waves*

Finally called C. He's out of the hospital. He had gone out to supervise a plant delivery this morning, and was home enjoying lying flat when I talked to him. Pain is not so bad, he says, and he's already eating better than he was before surgery. Dude is a total Zen Master about the whole thing.

I send these healing vibrations in his general direction:

~h~e~a~l~i~n~g~~v~i~b~r~a~t~i~o~n~s~~~h~e~a~l~i~n~g~~v~i~b~r~a~t~i~o~n~s~~~h~e~a~l~i~n~g~~v~i~b~r~a~t~i~o~n~s~~~h~e~a~l~i~n~g~~v~i~b~r~a~t~i~o~n~s~~~h~e~a~l~i~n~g~~v~i~b~r~a~t~i~o~n~s~~~h~e~a~l~i~n~g~~v~i~b~r~a~t~i~o~n~s~~~h~e~a~l~i~n~g~~v~i~b~r~a~t~i~o~n~s~


Today's earrings: scarabs

Bedtime reading: The Atlantic, October 2007