A fascinating tree at Warwick Castle. Umm, my favorite page. You can say anything on a page called Stuff, right? Stuff can be many things, so there's the problem. Half of what I have on the Welcome page could go on here. Probably allof the About Me page would be better. Or, take the pages and just mix up the titles. Heck, maybe I could get away with taking the whole web site and calling it Big Stuff. Remember on the About Me page I told you the surgeon must have siphoned off a little of my brains while he had me knocked out? The guy had quite a sense of humor. He delighted in telling me that when they rolled me into the operating room I was drunk as a skunk on the pre-op meds. Then he grinned and chuckled like blazes. But do you think he'd tell me why? The next day, he sent a beautiful, big balloon to my room with a card. I suspect I know why he was teasing me. He's quite good looking. Heck, that's putting it mildly. He's about 6'5”, trim and muscular. He's also young enough to be my son-in-law. What do you bet I told him how handsome he was? Argh! I could even have told him he looked like Raik, the hero in Seduced? Uh oh, possibly that's why I couldn't write for so long after Christmas. The nurse said they put an amnesiac in the pre-op meds. Maybe there's a little nagging bit of my memory trying to tell me I might not have been my normally quiet, controlled self. Oh me. Now I don't really want to know.