Small Things And Large, All Important

So this morning while I was in the bathroom, brushing my teeth and girding my loins for another day of life on the planet, I missed a call from the urologist concerning my CT scan. He left me a voicemail though. 

Was this transcription useful or not useful? 
Well, that's a good question. I am so mad I missed the call because he did not mention the large stone that the last scan showed and I would like to see what that's doing. Also? Small stones in BOTH kidneys? 
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. 

I knew that was a possibility but hellfire. 
So yes, I suppose I just wait for one of those small stones to make it's way to the nearest tube and try to go through it, whereupon AGONY will be the first symptom, at which time I will make my way to a facility where they serve morphine to kidney stone passers and Dr. Vera will be notified. 

I could call the doctor back and might do that but the message seems pretty clear and besides that, as most of you know, getting to speak to the actual doctor is like getting to speak to god which, theoretically is possible but in reality is difficult as you have to go through many, many steps and hurdles to get to Himself. 

Ay-yi-yi.

Moving on, here's a very nice thing that happened today. 

Hank's new best old friend came home to him. 
Here's how he explained it on Facebook.

"When I was a kid, I had a bear named Archie. He was my buddy and I slept with him well into adulthood. In my 20s, I lost him while escaping a very bad situation.

My Mama just got me my bear again. He's not my exact Archie (mine had to have his tongue replaced after a toddler biting incident) but he's my Archie now. Thank you, Mama!"

Did I already write about this? If so, there's the picture. If not...there's the picture. Archie arrived at the Lloyd PO this morning and since I was already planning a trip to town I took him with me and delivered him to his new best old friend. This makes me so happy. 
In a text after I'd handed over custody, Hank said, "It's so funny. I missed him."

Zippy and I understand. 

I swear- eBay should start using the slogan, "Reuniting childhood friends since 1995."

I did other things in town today too but nothing interesting enough to talk about. Well, except for the fact that I forgot to take my list which was so distressing. I was going to just buy one of everything in Publix but decided against that. I ended up getting the things I needed most and Lord knows I'll be back at Publix again soon.

It is just sad when you absolutely have to make a list to grocery shop because you can't remember shit and then you forget to take the list to the grocery store because you can't remember shit. 

Sigh.

But I did remember to get tofu and salmon so all is well. 

Haven't talked to Mr. Moon today except via text. I hope that means he's having fun. I bet it does. 

Meanwhile, Maurice and I are holding down the fort just fine. She and I are good. 

We send our best. We're both on the back porch, enjoying a rare late afternoon breeze, looking up to see what's going on when it rattles the magnolia leaves which are falling daily as new leaves push them off the branches. Undressing, dressing, the magnolia tree is getting ready for its the huge, waxy, lemon-scented blossoms which are like corsages on the deep green gown the grandiflora wears this time of year, every year. 

And she is always the belle of the ball. 

Love...Ms. Moon