Preparing for the Labor Day Weekend

I continue to improve. This morning I did some heavier housecleaning -- including mopping floors -- in preparation for visitors. Our friend Michelangelo (pictured) is coming up this evening from Chicago to spend a few days. He usually visits over Labor Day to go to the Wisconsin State Cow Chip Festival. He will depart on Monday and then Helen will arrive on Tuesday for a few days. So we will be busy a bit. I plan to take a day out of all the activity to recoup my energy, and I told Tom I will also take care of preparing dinner that evening so he and Michelangelo can go have fun somewhere without worrying about food when they get home. Next Wednesday I have my follow-up appointment with the surgeon and on Thursday expect to begin my new slightly-longer workday at the library.

Michael just called while I was typing to say he is an hour or so away. Tom's spaghetti sauce has been cooking all afternoon and should be perfect by the time he arrives. In consideration of my slit throat, he (Michael) has promised a chocolate mousse, so we will see ...

That's about it.  Have a good weekend, wherever you are and with whomever you spend it!

If only I knew ...

I realized today that I am wrong about a lot of things.

What bothers me is I don't know which ones.

Correction

Lee has informed me that the figure seen in the above photo is NOT Mrs. Potato Head, but Princess Potato Head. Or, as the box says, "Princess Spud."

This should be obvious from the tiny crowned frog she holds in her left hand. You would be forgiven, however, if you mistook that for a pea, given the size of the picture.

Don't you think PlaySkool should come up with a Princess Pea?

And when you and I were young, McGee, didn't we use real potatoes for Mr. Potato Head and company?

I will survive.

The surgery yesterday went well, my PTH (parathyroid hormone) levels immediately normalized as did the blood serum calcium. They kept me overnight -- you know how much fun that is! -- and sent me home late morning. I am a bit dopier than usual because of the pain pills, and I will be hanging out at home for the next few days. Thanks for the emails, cards and even gifts -- Lee sent me a Mrs. Potato Head to keep me busy during recuperation -- and your kind thoughts.

My brother, BTW, continues to make remarkable strides in recovering from the attack he suffered at work a few weeks ago. Again, thanks for all your prayers and thoughts for him and his family.