Good morning GH.  Not too shabby.  I made it until 8:45 AM without getting up to blog.  That means that the view out the Weather Window is actually a view, albeit a cloudy one, and the current desktop temperature is 38 degrees.  Update, I wanted to add that the sky looks like that "Hazy shade of winter," in that old song.    Here in my little corner of the world, ie, my office/music room, it is 69 degrees and the air is calm.  I had an interesting day yesterday.  Sugar the Weather Dog was acting cute, as usual, and the day just seemed to fly by.  Took a couple of walks with the intrepid Weather Dog and both of us had a good time.  As you know, I finished that book about the woman and her chance meeting  with the panhandling boy the night before.  I got to thinking that my meeting Sugar may have been similar.  Both of us needed someone, me more than I realized at the time, and Sugar for the obvious reason.  I like to think that it has worked out well for both of us.  By the way, when last seen, the Intrepid one was still abed, and so her prediction for the day is not yet available.  I got my next MRI appointment for mid-December, and that is all good.  I hope that it comes out clear.  It seems as though it was only two years ago when I was diagnosed with my problem.  Hey, I guess it was.  My thanks to all of the doctors and nurses that participated in and precipitated my recovery.  Most of all, my thanks and love go out to Mary for being there for me.  I have been kind of grouchy the last few weeks, but I realized that that seems to happen at this time of year when I am anticipating that MRI.  I am sorry for being a crab.  I had a good tutoring session with my student last evening.  I think we are making progress, but I also realized how woeful his early efforts at learning to read were.  It is an awesome responsibility for me and for him.  He wants to have someone he knows enroll in the program, so he must be feeling okay about our efforts.  So, since it is now nearly...Tea time, it is time to go.  Ciao.