Saturday night

I can't believe I'm up this late. David and I went to a concert sponsored by a local organization - Red Hen String Band. Fun. I came home to find a message from my daughter. She sent me a 1,000 word piece she'd written for a Canadian on-line journal about SOIL's work in Haiti. I have known that she's a wonderful writer; I've read other stuff she's written, but even so, I was impressed. Once the piece is published, I'll see if I can link to it here.

The main reason I'm writing actually is that my sweet Dr. R also left a voice message for me yesterday afternoon that I didn't listen to until tonight. I don't actually see her until this coming Tuesday but she must have remembered how nervous I was last CT scan time, during the period between the scan (Friday morning) and my appointment with her (Tuesday afternoon), so she called to tell me the results were excellent. Happy news.

Occupy this has spread not only across the U.S., but the world.

Peace.

Out.