Watching the 1970s Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries on Peacock. Funny to see two horror movie legends guest star in a Nancy Drew episode (before they became horror movie legends). Robert “Freddy Krueger” Englund (L) and Jamie Lee Curtis (R).

Every time I discover some new hiccup (literal or figurative) with my new stomachless digestive tract, this guy pulls me back from the brink of despair and reminds me that I’m alive and lucky and cancer free.

In a grim waiting room at Hartford Hospital waiting for yet another scan. #fuckcancer

Things I am grateful for today: ice chips and walking.

My last solid meal before my stomach is removed. Thank you, Bricco Trattoria, for making it count! Black maple Manhattan; apple, arugula, fennel, and goat cheese salad; roasted chicken with potato puree and roasted broccoli.

Atticus seemed perplexed by the new snow. “Didn’t this all melt away yesterday?”

Next week, I am having surgery to remove a gastric tumor. I may not have a stomach anymore afterwards. So I’ve been eating delicious foods I crave, like this pizza from Frank Pepe’s: a spinach, mushroom and Gorgonzola white pie.

Atticus and Jasper have found different perches tonight.

I’m obsessed with the winter sun casting shadows through my Blenko glass.

I think Atticus captures how we all feel about Mondays.

My Australian cattle dog Atticus isn’t often cuddly if I don’t bribe him to be. Therefore it surprised me when he jumped up on my lap this morning and insisted that we hang together for a while.