The other day as I was sitting outside the pre-surgical room at the hospital with nothing much to do but wait, I opened one of the multitude of magazines there and saw this wonderful cartoon. There were two witches on brooms flying through the air. You know how we picture witches to look. Well, one looked pretty happy while the other was obviously very upset as she complained to the other, "I told you before we started out today that it was going to rain. But no, you wouldn't listen to me, you and your Pollyana attitude that all will be all right. I knew all the time we should have left our brooms at the garage and taken the mops."

And then, as most of you know, I have been spending more than enough time in the dentist's office lately. There were magazines there, too. This time I picked u…