Speaking of flowers, I received my annual October Rose from the Bay Area Hospital. It is that time a year when we gals go for our yearly check for breast cancer. I don't know about you, but I hate it. Now, it is "hold your breath time." I worry every year until I hear I am okay. The BAH, as we call it, gives us all a beautiful pink rose for showing up every October. One of life's obligations.
Worst part for me? Waiting to hear.