…is almost always a good day. The mood usually lifts on Thursday evenings at choir rehearsal, which (in theory at least) inspires peace and tranquility for the day to come. Yesterday I had the added excitement of a doctor appointment, where I learned that I’d narrowly escaped coming down with Congestive Heart Failure! (side effect of a drug which caused edema) Wow. Now I feel REALLY special — that’s nearly as dramatic as the whole blog thing, isn’t it?
Life feels very good at the moment — I DO NOT have heart failure! I DO have a blog! Tonight our daughter, a dandy little violinist, plays Beethoven 5 with her youth orchestra, then we’ll eat Indian food and guzzle some rose. I am glad to report that this is more than enough to make me very happy indeed.
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