Attempting to curb my enthusiasm

Greetings from chilly Maryland, where Spring is back and I (for one) am very glad.

I don’t like it when it’s too hot.

I am typing slowly, using the nine fingers I’ve got to work with. The tenth was operated on earlier today and I’ll spare you all the details and just tell you that it was a cyst that was removed and now I have a huge roll of gauze on my finger. The children at school were quite concerned when they saw it. It doesn’t hurt (yet) because it’s still numb from earlier today.

Well, here’s what it looks like. And no, that’s not a roll of toilet paper I’m holding in my hand. The doctor likes gauze, apparently. I just can’t believe how thick it is.

This is the best shot I could do with limited digits. Needless to say, it’s going to be annoying for another 10 days or so. But there’s a lot of people out there who have it much worse, so no complaints here.

In other bidness, I must say that I was surprised at all the Lost fans out there! Last night’s episode was one of the best I’ve ever seen. I like the Daniel Farraday character a lot. And I love it when questions are answered and things begin to make sense. And regular viewers all know it’s about time that things begin to make sense on Lost. I didn’t like the idea, however, of the possibility of the plane not crashing and them all going on with their lives as the plane flew right over the island. I didn’t like it because everything that has happened to them has shaped them and changed all of them for the better. I don’t much care for Daniel’s mother, either.

Tonight is my husband’s favorite show, Survivor, so that’s exciting. Sometimes I don’t know how I function with all the excitement going on around here.

Earlier this evening, I was fumbling around on the keyboard with my giant finger, looking at the pictures that were taken today and noticed that my husband had taken several. I was surprised to find that we had taken the exact same picture. I took the one above with the macro lens, hanging out my bedroom window. I know, you’re probably surprised that someone who just had hand surgery would be hanging outside her bedroom window, but I’m a daredevil.

The photo below was taken by my husband earlier today.

I like his even better! We’d both taken the exact same dogwood bloom, only his is brighter because it was earlier. And I like the interest added by the droplets of water.

He also took one of a bee on the azalea bush out front and I’ve posted it on my Picture A Day blog.

For all of you who may have uploaded photos to Snapfish for Pioneer Woman’s photobook contest, You can order your book at 50% off, using the keyword she’s posted. It’s only good for 48 hours, however.

And I can’t believe that Barbie is now sporting a tattoo. And not just one, but two. Why, I ask, was this necessary?

Until tomorrow, my friends . . .