Goals Not Resoultions
I'm not much for making impossible to keep, blue-sky new year's resolutions.
I'm not much for making impossible to keep, blue-sky new year's resolutions.
Hey, look, it's a new year!
No, not the kind that come wrapped.
You didn't really think I was going to go all commercial and mainstream and retail on you, did you? C'mon, dear readers, you surely know me better than that!
No, this is the time of year that I babble about spirituality and gifts of the spirit and the magic of the season.
The Christmas Spirit arrived sort of late for me this year.
Do you remember THX1138?
When we're unhappy, it's because we've asked the wrong question.
Right, well, I suppose I owe my regular and faithful readers an update.
First off, the doctors tell me that I'm not going to die from cancer before I pay my bill. No, seriously, the tests all came back clear. Now, there was some more to this one, if you recall, than just the cancer check. They noticed some time ago that I have an irregularity of some kind on or around my adrenal gland. So, there was an extra visit Monday to have a chat with an endocrinologist about what that all meant, if anything.