What? I've been hiding under my bed for three days? Say it ain't so! No, it aint. I've been driving ice around, going to work and doing Mom's nails. And I made sure my stepfather had a doughnut. (When I asked him if he wanted one, he smiled like sunshine. Then I had to get him one.) I also scored a bowl of cabbage slick with bacon, all soft and agreeable from the hospital cafeteria. This evening it was deemed by the customers at Molly's that the cactus garden has grown too large to sit by. So Miss Allison and I rehung the bottle holder that is the garden under a south facing window. And all the cactus had a teaspoon of beer each* before their soaking, and then were set in their new home to look out the window.
* They get one teaspoon, once a month. Believe me, these are happy, thriving cacti.