All is well today. Tomorrow is the big bad news presumably and wednesday is the false teeth. I should make clam chowder for wednesday afternoon. Poor poor hubby, his level of stress will go way way up this week. Right now he is still relatively happy. Bella is barking. May we never face poverty and may our mental health stay excellent and compassionate with each other and others. Please Green tara protect our minds and hearts together forever, hubby, pets and I.