I usually don't have a problem with DH, because he is a plant nut also. He doesn't mind having some common plants around, but he goes for those weird ones. The more difficult they are to grow and the stranger they appear, the better he likes them! He has an old friend, that is a Botanist(PhD) and when I go along on visits to his garden, it's like being in a foriegn country, where no English is spoken! We went to a Big Box store(the Orange one) early Sun AM to obtain some potting mix to finish? my Spring ritual, "Divide-the-Plants", for my Garden Club fund raising sale. DH went along to load.(They don't provide that service, anymore). Found some Hydrangeas that I had been wanting for a year or more. His only comments were; Do you really need that many and where on earth are you going to plant them? I only purchased the best 2 of the 5 in stock, even though they were extremely reasonably priced. Looked at the JM's, but selection was VERY limited and price was astronomical! Very likely, the vendor will be taking those home, after the planting season is over. I have grown and sold those in the past and would have been very embarrassed to quote a price that high, even to a stranger!

Suzy ~ My apologies for not "getting it". I take things very literally...I suppose it comes from my line of work ;o) I do think it would be a very good short story, though. Reader's Digest, perhaps? She lived a double life, dangerously close to the edge. Will her sordid little secret come to light? She left work early that day, making sure noone saw which direction she was heading in. As she traveled to her destination, she wondered aloud if she was doing the right thing. Her heart told her one thing, but her sensibilities told her another. What a prediciament she had gotten herself into, but what could she do? She finally arrived, and with her nerves and senses tingling in anticipation she got out of the car. She looked around, hoping she wouldn't run into someone she knew. After all, what would they surmise she was doing there? She walked with a steady stride to the front doors, hesitated, took a deep breath, and entered. She continued walking until she reached her destination. A smile of satisfaction came across her face. "Hello, my darling. I've been longing for you, to see you, to hold you in my arms.". With that, she picked up the treasured 3-quart Tramontina braiser and made her way to the front of WalMart, thrilled with her newly found acquisition.

thank you MJ. My oncologist down here can't do the shots because I believe that the scca will be starting them on a Saturday, possibly a friday,(my doc isn't open on weekends) on the following Monday, they will have to put in a mehurker (sp) line in the left side of my neck, as my power port doesn't allow enough volume to pass. The doctors up there all want the procedures, Petscans, etc done up there with their techs and labs. Tomorrow, my last appointment ends at 5pm. I think I will spend the night at my brother's home, which is 45 minutes closer than mine. I have to be back at the scca at 645am on Thursday for the petscan. I do need to run home after the PET scan and try to get some of my work done. My boss just can't physically do her accounts AND mine. Then back up to the U of W med. on Friday morning to have an ultra sound, and another procedure on my heart, back to the scca to their dental clinic. I'm getting tired, LOL And I feel pretty good! I feel for Bulldinkie and all the tests she had to complete when she was feeling so lousy! We haven't seen any postings from her, I wonder how she is doing? thanks again MJ.. I don't like taking pills, I didn't take anything for the biopsy... but they tell me I will need something for the growth factor. But every body is different! MEOW ! hahahahahaha

Dear Spoiled or Picky (hey, you said to call ya that!), As I explained in the beginning, I had no idea what I was doing when I set it up. I still don't know much more than that... I have been too tired each night (morning?) to reorder the heirarchy. There are occasional posts in the other categories, too. And if stuff doesn't make sense -- well, the main complaint line in my life forms right behind my husband, but the odds of the line moving are slim to none. He is hogging the first spot, and it doesn't appear that he's going to budge. I had a funeral yesterday for "my last hope that this trip would be anything like I'd planned." okwriter -- who isn't sure whether to :-) OR :-(