Apricot Nectar, Anyone?

If you were to compare this apricot nectar:

to this picture of the platelets that Cowboy Billy received today through a tube and needle:

...would you EVER EVER EVER want to drink apricot nectar again?

Bill doesn't.

And it WAS one of his favorite juices...until today.

And when they first put up the bag, it was SO HUGE that I asked the nurse if the donor was Kirstie Alley.

Well, anyway, it wasn't Kirstie, but God bless you, anonymous donor! Bill made it through, and no side effects, and he feels just fine.

"Would you say you feel just fine?" I just asked him.

"Yeah. I feel okay," he said, in his typical chatterbox fashion.

Leaving ME to figure out how to amuse you on the topic of PLATELET TRANSFUSIONS.

OH, WAIT! One of the funniest emails we ever got came in this morning from Anna B, another mountaineer and dear friend of ours. When you live on the mountain, you just feel...well...SUPERIOR TO EVERYONE IN THE FLATLANDS! That's just the way it IS. The flatlands people come to US for their vacations. We do NOT go to them.

So with that in mind, listen to what Anna sent us this morning by email, when she read that he had to have his platelets driven up the mountain from the flatlands. We about died laughing when we read this:

Anna wrote: "OF ALL THE NERVE! INFUSING A MOUNTAIN MAN WITH FLATLAND PLATELETS!"

No way to top that for an ending.

Happy apricot nectar weekend!

Wishing you kisses and hugs and "the light of God" ("light of God" is from one of our favorite Swahili hymns, Sisi ni kutembea katika mwanga wa Mungu, which is Swahili for: We are marching in the Light of God.

Our family used to sing the Zulu version, called Siya Hamba, in 4-part harmony, a capella...back when the children were speaking to us. Maybe they'll come back some day, and we can put up a Youtube of our family version.

Till then, here's a link to a Youtube of a Malaysian choir singing the exact version our family sang: CLICK HERE TO HEAR THE SONG IN ZULU AND ENGLISH

Love to all!