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May Day

  • First things first--Happy Birthday to my dear Jonathan who turns 24 today. As most of you know he lives in Tallahassee, so I won't be spending it with him but he will be spending it with the love of his life--Alissa.
  • Great news--I managed a B in Algebra so my GPA didn't suffer too badly, it's now 3.72. Hopefully it will be smooth sailing from here on out with only required Speech and three electives to go!
  • I took off early this morning and drove out to Celebration, Disney's planned community, to take photos. One surprising shot I got was an otter coming out of the water on the little lake.
  • Next, I went to the hospital where they treated me well. Someone has marked me in the system as a VIP, I don't know who, but I'm grateful. I had no waiting to register, and almost none in the lab, however, it took three sticks to get the 10 vials they drew!!!! I thought the 7 at Mayo Clinic was a lot--yikes. Oh, if only it will provide some answers, it will be worth it.
  • I visited with some of my old work mates which was good. Dr. Patange, one of my favorite radiologists was there; I hadn't seen him in about a year. He is Indian, as you suspected, and I'd love to get him going--his voice would rise exponentially as we razzed him.
  • From the hospital I went to the West campus to speak with someone about the summer class I registered for: Art with a Camera. I figured it was time I learned something about this obsession of mine. I checked at the Information desk for the Art Department and we called from there--no answer. In a funny coincidence the young lady asked me what class I wanted information on. After hearing my reply she said, "oh, I just got finished with that class." She gave me all the details, so, I think I might do it.
  • The photo is another experiment with light and shadows. My mom's picture is on the shelf from when she was in her late 40's. I made the gown she is wearing as I used to be a bit of a seamstress.
  • My dear Bruce has gone to Boston for some days.
  • Last, but not least, a one hour break from typing as Matt called from London. He stays super busy there and I was getting the low down. He will be visiting in two weeks for Mother's Day--isn't that sweet?
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