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As of 4:05 this afternoon, I have purple toenails.

That is all.

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Yesterday I left a comment at their website about my love for Wreck This Journal. This morning I got an e-mail from them–my comment was chosen for their Daily Dose newsletter, and I won a $20 credit! Squee! So it seemed fitting that I spend it on another Keri Smith book, and I can’t wait to see it.

In other news, I have the appointment with my primary care doctor (Doctor Joe) today. That’s the last step in getting everything assembled for my insurance company to get their approval for the surgery. Then the waiting begins. I’m excited about the opportunity to do this, and very hopeful that the insurance company will cover it. 

Tomorrow is yard work day at home. Anyone in the area who wants to come help–we won’t turn you away! Joe’s putting our back fence back up in its original location.  We were supposed to put it a couple of feet farther from the street, but we’ve got enormous tree roots to dig through, and Joe’s seldom home long enough to have time to rent the equipment that would be able to go through those tree roots. And there is presently no work whatsoever being done, and no indication that the road widening will begin any time soon, we’ve agreed that it would be best to just put the fence back up in its original spot. When they tear it down, they tear it down, and we’ll deal with the issue at that time.

Joe’s off for Indiana Sunday afternoon. Les chiens will miss him  a lot. It always takes Scout a full day to realize that Joe’s not coming back right away, and it’s a sad thing to see him lying on the back of the loveseat, face pointed toward the door, and his head cocked eagerly every time he hears a noise that might be Joe.  I think Joe will only be gone for a week, though, so that won’t be so bad. And I’ll tell you, there’s nothing like seeing the joy in those dogs when he does get back home. Molly will be wearing a big ol’ grin that won’t go away, and Scout will be practically doing backflips.