Unsolved mystery and dredging ancient history

First things first; my biopsy came back clear which is kind of weird (but in a happy way :o) For those of you wondering why cancer was suspected - aside from my BC history, that is - it was due to an unexpected blast from that five year distant past: Auntie Flo. Author's Note: For those of you who are mystified by the preceding statement, please feel free to skip this paragraph. To the rest of you, I will only say that Auntie Flo boarded the chemotherapy bus five long years ago and left town. I was, however, kept quite busy entertaining her decendants (namely Holly Hotflash and Nelly Nightsweat). Well. Imagine my surprise when Aunt Flo suddenly showed up out of the blue and distinctly UNinvited (talk about three being a crowd - yeesh). All I can say is I sure hope she's not planning to stick around...five years of Holly and Nelly are more than enough for me already.

Although I am thankful to have dodged a bullet with the Big C, I got whacked between the eyes with a different C; namely "The Crud". I have a whopping sinus/chest infection that has turned me into a hacking tissue wadding machine and utter waste of space this weekend. I spent Saturday morning at the walk-in clinic for hypo to the hip (joy) and a trio of medicines. I am sitting here totally bleary eyed trying to focus when my head is giving every indication there may be a large explosion in the very near future. I kind of thought this picture of Taya summed it up pretty well. Believe it or not, this was her response when I told her we were not putting hay out until after supper. Isn't that a hoot? Sometimes it's eerie how animals just seem to do things that appear to be in direct response to you; have you noticed it? Just the other day I asked Max if he was being a good boy and he shook his head vigorously. Coincidence? Possibly. But truer "words"? Probably not. *grin*
I have to tell you about the last little piece of storage space in my office/craft room. My note card stash is rather large (the clearance queen had a hey day - or two - there ;o) and they just didn't seem to fit anywhere all together. I had one little space left next to my desk that was 12" x 24" so I thought I'd see if I could find some kind of little shelf unit or something to stick there that would hopefully hold all my cards. I found an absolutely perfect solution, and you are not going to believe what it was... An old videotape cabinet! Isn't that a riot? DD and I ran up to the mission store last month and I was poking around to see what they had that might work when I stumbled across this cabinet. Would you believe it measured exactly 12" x 24"? What are the odds? Not too bad for 17 bucks, eh? Check out the inside; it's perfect:

That's all for now; my head is just too heavy to hold up anymore (or should I say "eddy bore"?) That's about what I sound like at the moment - ugh. Oh! I do have just one more thing...the tags. Ready? Congratulations to Dreaming! If you'll email me your address (and real name ;o) I'll get these in the mail to you in the next year or so. Sometimes I'm a little slow. Well, okay maybe a lot. *laugh* Have a blessed week everyone, and don't forget the real reason for the season!