Out of Sight...

... sometimes doesn't add up to out of mind. Thank you for remembering, the happy birthdays, the e-mails, the cards, balloons and roses [yes, that's you hico]. It's still uncomfortable for me to sit at the computer and read, but not impossible [should still be a while, but at least there's the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel].

I have to say that I find it unfair, in a self-centred way, that of all that could go wrong - it had to be my eyes. I read, draw, write, paint, photograph, embroider... I'm not much without the full use of them. And I'm sure now that audio books are just not the same [though I have to say that the Brother Cadfaels, with Derek Jacobi, were quite good].

Once again thank you for the good wishes - it does help knowing one hasn't been forgotten.

Oh, and I didn't forget cindermom's birthday - but am late in wishing it and for that, sorry. Happy Birthday Cin!

To end this ditty - what happens when you have to sport an eye patch?

( People keep telling you pirate jokes )