Found

With the return of my ability to swallow solid foods, however over-masticated they may have to be, so has my appetite reared up in angry defiance of the liquid diet. The first food on my wish-list wasn't steak, or fried chicken, or even chocolate cake. It was a simple piece of buttered toast with jam. Behold the perfection of AGA toast, in all it's jammy glory...

One of my big surprises today was the discovery of the missing pendant. I was getting into the Jeep to run and grab some lunch (the hunger thing again), and though I am loathe to leave the shop unattended, today it just could not be helped. As I climbed into the car... there it was, resting comfortably in the crack of the seat (not unlike whore-panties). I didn't take time to see if the chain was around there, too, but I'm just thrilled to have my pretty trinket back. It was one of the happy souvenirs of the overwhelmingly sad Easter '08 trip.

I have to head home now, via the grocery. Sick spouse to attend to. Knit on, crafty mommas. C