Guess what I'm blogging on....

OMG OMG OMG HOW COOL IS THIS?

Yes, indeed, thanks to the generosity and kindness of you, my reader-blog-friends -- and some of you I do not even know -- I am blogging this post on a spiffy new macbook that is SUPER fast, seems to be in an always-ready state, lots of cool weird software and a magnificently sensitive keyboard!!!!

I don't know what to say. I opened it, it did it's thing, and now I'm online. Just like it's supposed to work! I have to get used to this dock thing at the bottom of the screen--can I turn it off? I dunno. I don't know much of anything yet. Except that after 15+ years away from apple, here I am!!!

Thank you so much. Four years or so ago I got laid off and had to give my Dell back to The Company, and my reader-friends bought me a new-used Dell. That was incredible enough. It was one of the main reasons I was able to branch out on my own and build my own business and client base instead of running back to BigPR.

I never thought all these years later I would be blessed again after my Acer crashed with a new computer (AND NOT JUST ANY COMPUTER BUT THE COOLEST EVER according to Jenna), courtesy of you.

I thank you. All the Sessums thank you. This is amazing.

Jenna said to tell you all:

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she ran calling wildfire

Five days post-op, six laps around the driveway today, plus plenty of steps. I was glad to get outside--the last two days have been Code Orange days in our area. Not terrorist threats, but smoke.

The smoke from the southeastern wildfires has been hanging over us for two days and folks with heath issues have been advised to stay inside. I went out to the mailbox and back yesterday, and it smelled like a worldwide backyard bonfire. The haze was pretty thick. But it lifted today enough to bring us down to yellow, so I had my driveway parade. It hurt some but wasn't too bad.

Pain is interesting. Or something like that. Mind you, what I'm going through is a drop in the bucket compared to others with chronic issues. At the hospital the nurses told me I was super for getting up and walking an hour after I got into my room. I made a point to walk a lot since walking is the best way to not get blood clots and helps fewer adhesions form. They kept pointing to the pain scale faces, and I think I hovered around 3 the whole time. They seemed pretty amazed I wasn't in more pain. I say, if you haven't woken up in the OR pre-pain-meds after a six-hour myomectomy, you don't know after-surgery pain. They are right about the laparoscopy--the pain is much less. I am so thankful for that. And good pain meds don't hurt. ;-)

All in all, so far so good. 5 days down. And counting.

Thank you one and all for your good wishes, emails, comments, and prayers. Some of you will believe me, some not, but whether you do or don't isn't the point. Before they took me into the OR, I actually heard and felt them. Straight up. We matter to each other and it matters when we get real. Real isn't always pretty. Can't sanitize it. Can't forget it. The Good Lord knows.

I am grateful to you more than I can say.

Now, it's back to the hamster action.

I just went down and had a look. Old Marshmallow hasn't been so active in a long while. He was even chewing on his wooden house. He hasn't chewed in forever. He was also chasing Cupcake around the cage. In a good way. They are both drinking from the water bottles like fish. Or something.

Hey, they have each other. They seem happy.

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oppen heart

from wood s lot - see also: George Oppen poems at the Poetry Foundation
visual - try here.

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Psalm
by George Oppen

Veritas sequitur ...

In the small beauty of the forest
The wild deer bedding down—
That they are there!

                             Their eyes
Effortless, the soft lips
Nuzzle and the alien small teeth
Tear at the grass

                             The roots of it
Dangle from their mouths
Scattering earth in the strange woods.
They who are there.

                             Their paths
Nibbled thru the fields, the leaves that shade them
Hang in the distances
Of sun

                             The small nouns
Crying faith
In this in which the wild deer
Startle, and stare out.