It was a bit of a ruff Christmas for Rose and I.
Shoveling snow after a huge snowstorm here I had a mild heart attack (there is such a thing, right?)
Then Rose slipped and suffered a bad head injury.
She spent 2 days in the hospital undergoing a battery of tests.
She's out now, but she's is not going to recover quickly.
This kind of wrecked an already underwhelming Christmas for us.
BUT ... we are OK.
On we go.

Confession time:
I was always a huge Doris Day fan.
I was a kid through most of her career, but I loved her.
Still do.

Carry on folks.
A new day awaits.