Almost There

So the MRI is on Monday, and I just want it to be over. Looking forward to this test has been really reminding me of this period of testing last year, which was arguably the worst in this whole process. It's been a challenge to stay in the present and remember that my situation now is very different than it was a year ago. I don't want to waste this weekend, but I really would like it to be Monday, with me inside that clanging, banging machine, getting things done.

Things have been pretty happy and lighthearted around here, however. On Thursday I had my pre-scan labs done, and since Mark was almost done with a very light day at the hospital, he came over and met me with snacks. Still in his white coat, stethoscope and all, I had to laugh as he walked back with me. I told the phlebotomist that I hoped she didn't mind me bringing my own physician. To which Mark added, "I don't even know her that well."
He then proceeded to his chief occupation during blood draws; distraction. He swung the pastry he'd brought me from side as he said, "Looook into the danish . . ."
Which may well have knocked me out, if the danish hadn't been cherry, and reminiscent of, um, what was coming out of my arm.

We finished off the week with turkey stew, a lovely lunch with a new friend, a clean house, a lovely visit with old friends, and all the lilacs Che Bella had.

A Guy Walks Into a Flower Shop

This may seem like it should be posted on another blog (funtimers!) but it's not, so here's the story.

A guy walks into a flower shop.
He buys a ton of flowers.
Next week, the same thing.
And then again, he shows up.

So what's his deal? Does he have a mad passion for flowers himself? Personal assistant to San Diego's leading Don Juan? Trying to woo his own lady, Cliff-style?


Nope.
He's a set designer, and his new pilot, about a San Diego flower shop owner, has just been picked up. And, professional that he is, he's hired the very best, Che Bella, to act as technical advisers. Check out a clip of the new show, The Ex List, here (sorry, there's a commercial first).

If you haven't been down to Che Bella yourself in a while, check out their redesigned space, and see if you can snag one of their white branch vases before I buy them all. I dare you.