![]() And a funny thing too, he only has whiskers on one side of his face since radiation. ![]() He’s working with a speech pathologist to help him open his mouth wider (so he can eat a hamburger again) and get his smile back. Today he’s almost back to eating normally, though his taste buds have been slow to wake up. During August through September, he completed 30 radiation treatments and 5 chemotherapy infusions here in Jackson at the Kirkland Cancer Center. Now, five months later, his mouth has healed from the rather extensive surgery which removed 7 teeth and required a skin and tissue skin graft taken from his upper leg. And DW is my most favorite of all! While I was eating hamburgers DW was a patient at Methodist, recovering from surgery to remove an oral cancer that came out of nowhere.It is certainly worth standing in line for (and there’s always a line, but that’s a good sign). Order the great American cheeseburger, it will be grilled while you watch and dressed to your specifications. If you must be there, put your mask on and take a hike down to the cafeteria (it’s at least a half mile from anywhere) in Methodist Hospital on Union Avenue. Full of promises and blessings to look forward to and warnings to heed. The sections I removed have rooted too! I love houseplants that love me back. Now it has branched out and is headed back towards the ceiling. So much that it almost reached the 12-foot ceiling before it started leaning over, so I watched a YouTube video on how to control your Fiddle Leaf Fig and then cut off almost 4 feet of it. This tree of a houseplant (which doesn’t produce figs) grows extremely well in the east facing window of my dining room with frequent offerings of rain water. ![]() And it’s the perfect housewarming gift for new neighbors! When the wind and sun wear it out, I replace it with a new one. Long may it wave: a red, white and blue windsock with stars and stripes hung from the corner of the sunroom tells us which way the wind is blowing and is a constant reminder of our freedom and the blessings of living in the United States of America.I love it when Michael Jackson ends his version of “I saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus” with these words, “and I’m going to tell my daddy!” It’s just cute and makes me smile.So Santa if you’re reading The Panolian, I’d sure like to find a year’s supply of these nifty little sturdy bags under my tree. There’s only one (big) problem, they are hard to find. They are the perfect size for safe keeping of anything from paper clips to a leftover serving of peas or a hamburger or two. Don’t laugh at this one, but pint-sized zip-lock freezer bags rate pretty high with me.I think it is a much better gift than a new robe. It has 6 sides and a removable bottom to catch the cheese or whatever you need to grate. ![]() My stainless-steel grater is one of my favorite kitchen things.I hope you’ll enjoy my list enough to reflect on your own. So, friends here are my rendition of my favorite things, typed not sung, and not all exactly warm and fuzzy, but my favs nonetheless, from this past year. Warm woolen mittens and bright copper kettles are nice warm and fuzzy thoughts too. “Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens” is a lyric from the musical score of The Sound of Music, my all-time favorite movie. ![]()
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