January seems to be wrapping itself up, thank god, or who/whatever. Just a few more days. Yes, Oregon does sound fine. Or Washington. Or Arizona. Jojo has claimed California for her own. Greedy little thing.
On the brighter side, I had my first postop visit today. I'm still under the do-absolutely-nothing-you-would-like-to-do restriction, but otherwise things look good. The pathology report came back as expected, full of pre-cancerous cells, but nothing to worry about because the problem has been removed. Three more weeks and I might be able to go about my merry way.
I'll be passing on AWP this time around. Unlike Nicole, I have very little desire to encounter Chi-town in the winter. And really, I'm just not ready to go anyway.
Mid to late February we'll have an FGWC thing.
Oh, on the Chinese calendar, today is the birthday of all dogs. So, Bonita, Hoosier, Whiskey, Bogey, Marley, Ella, and all you other dogs, happy birthday! Go chew yourself a bone.