Boyd's baubles

I spent the evening making necklaces and matching earrings -- three sets -- to donate to Eblen Charities for its annual auction. They won't fetch much -- maybe $50 each -- but it is something. I bought the beads today and mentioned that was the purpose and the store gave me a 10 percent discount.

I look at the stuff I've made and I'm amazed at how much I like it. Who knew? I'm just so darned crafty.

Jennifer called tonight to say the radiologist sent a letter saying her mammogram looks like there's no cancer there. Thank God. We'll celebrtate this weekend when she and Danny and the kids come up.

James called tonight just to talk about how overcome he is with sadness sometimes.

"I see something or hear something and I want to talk to him about it," he said. "I do talk to him, but there's no answer."

I know the feeling. At the oddest moments, I'm just overcome. I don't cry during the day, but at night, I do, and so does James.

So I told James to call hospice. They all offer bereavement counseling, and we both need it. He'll come out again in a couple of weeks. I think he'll love the garden gargoyle.