Just have to share this. I had the weirdest dream. I was on the table and the anesthesiologist was about 110 years old and shaking like a leaf. He said he had come out of retirement to do this operation. He gave me some drugs but for some reason I couldn't go to sleep. He gave me some more. I was still awake. I could see visitors that were waiting to see me and one of them was Michael Douglas. Anyway they keep pumping the drugs into my IV but still, I was talking to everyone. Finally the doctor said to me "Well, there's no more that we can do now. You are finished." So I started yelling at them that the cancer had to come out if not now then when?? Last thing I remember before waking up was me and a team of doctors huddled over a calendar.

That does it, no more cheese for dinner. Randi, I made the soup yesterday and it was good. Have 4 portions in the freezer.

Q of P: I'll listen for those bells. Thank you.

Everyone else: Thank you for your words.