Dancing in the rain...

My girlfriend's favorite phrase, and useful to all of us as well.

So, Henry's home from the hospital and I'd be dancing in the rain if it weren't so sunny and warm, plus, I'm exhausted from doing nothing at all in the hospital. Except running to and fro, of course, plus trying to keep up with the house, the plants, the laundry, and now his meds. But he looks so much better! Nice color in his face; I'd noticed he looked awful pale the last few weeks but just thought it was normal. I can be such a dunce, but one of the virtues of getting older is I refuse to guilt trip too much.