I had a partially interesting day today. For some reason or another, I didn't get to bed until almost midnight, and I had a helluva time getting up, and when I got up I had a helluva time getting moving purposefully. This is what life is all about, after all... purposeful movement. Sometimes purposeful immobility is OK too. Like mom usta tell me, "Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I jus' sits." Yes, she did tell me that, on more than one occasion. And she didn't just say it, either, she *meant* it! Anyhoo... yet another busy day at work. During one short break in the action, I noticed that a co-worker had her shoes off and her feet up on the counter. Cooling her heels, is the expression, I think. Anyway, before I saw this, I hadn't thought about my feet or my legs, but after that I realized that they hurt with every step. Damn the power of suggestion! I almost really got into trouble today. Kim had bought tickets for a Kiwanis group Chocolate-Fest at a swank downtown hotel, and we were going right after work. I put the tickets in my pocket, along with a check I wanted to drop off at the bank and a piece of paper reminding me of my doctor appointment in the morning. So I dropped the check off, and went on in to work, putting the rest of my papers in my drawer at work. Well, today is Administrative assistant's day (formerly Secretaries Day) and one of my coworkers mentioned that she had brought in a chocolate cake that I would like. This reminded me of the tickets, so I opened the drawer to show them to her... and they weren't there. I checked my pockets, and they weren't there either. My heart sank. I just knew that I had lost them when I opened the window at the bank drive-up, or when I got out of the truck to come in to work. But I thought that it would be worthwhile to check the truck. So I walked out to the truck, and pretty well figgered that they were gone if I'd dropped them when I got out of the truck, the wind was blowing about 50MPH from the north, and it was **COLD**! I was even colder going back into the hospital walking against the wind... and I was also discouraged, 'cause the tickets weren't in the truck, my last hope. About two hours later, I decided to check the drawer underneath my drawer... and there they were! Well, one of them, anyway, the other had landed on the floor when I opened the drawer. So I was saved, living to eat chocolate yet another day. Kim and Karen picked me up, I was slightly late due to a bunch of different reasons, mostly being busy, and they were calling a code blue as I was walking out the door. But I am not on call and Karen was waiting... We got downtown and Karen had a little bit of trouble finding a parking place and Kim and I got in trouble for offering suggestions, but everyone was doing OK by the time Karen actually got parked (in a 30-minute zone) and we got inside the hotel. The old Jayhawk Theater was located inside the hotel, and I remember seeing many shows there when I was a youngster... they are in the process of renovating it now, but there was no access. We wound up going into the chocolate-fair room through the back door and we were roundly jokingly chastised for that. They had lots of chocolate stuff there. Actually, stuff in a bad word to use... we were sated, to say the least... stuffed, if you want to be impolite about it, and I'm sure that you don't want to be impolite. We left after the second trip through... I mentioned the A.A. festivities at work, I'd already had , uh, some, uh, chocolate already. Right now, I really don't want to look at chocolate... and that's a very rare feeling for me, especially after I quit smoking. I always have loved chocolate, and it tastes *so* much better now! Today's picture is one of Karen's lilacs. Love lilacs, they smell so nice and look so pretty! Our remaining bush isn't really very productive this year, if was full of blooms last year, but only a few this year. I guess that I should feed it something, or start burying the dead cats closer to it... I really don't want to have to bury any more dead cats...