(Shamelessly stolen from Miss Britt)

…. I’ve never been to the movies alone. Just never done it, but not opposed to it.

….I love hershey bars dipped in Jif peanut butter…lots of peanut butter

…. the recliner in our bedroom is piled to the top with clean clothes that need to be hung up

…. I’ve never seen West Side Story

…. I had a dream last night that I was able to take anything I wanted from a giant Coach store for free.  I was there (in mythical land) with a bunch of models.

…. My dad has never referred to me as his ‘baby’. (Unlike Steve Martin’s character in Father of the Bride II)

…. I’ve only not finished a book like twice in my life. No matter how crappy, I can’t generally leave a book unfinished.

…. I love the smell of the cleaning aisle in Target and Meijer (and so does Preston)

…. My plans for sewing all day and into the night today were thwarted by (1) my machine falling apart (2) being interrupted by the kids and dog every 2 minutes and (3) Matt deciding to ‘work’ in my room on his coloring/pasting/writing and basically taking over.

…. Preston is getting a cold and WILL NOT GO TO SLEEP.

…. Mike built a giant workbench for the garage today. The man has mad skillz when he wants to.

….. The thing I miss most about having a baby around is how soft and sweet and cuddly they are in those feety pjs.

Went to visit my dad at the hospital today. He was sitting in the chair watching tv, just having come back from a walk. Feeling good!

Proof that he is well: we were talking about Christmas and how they should just buy for the kids and not us (which means they don’t have to come up with ridiculous ideas of things for us to buy them) and we got talking about my brother, who has been in law school and not really working, and how he’s probably the only one who really needs anything.

Me: It’s ok with me if you want to buy presents for him; it wouldn’t bother me at all. I’m sure he needs stuff.

My dad: (with slightly shocked and annoyed look) Well, I haven’t really had time to think about that..I’ve been thinking about other things.

Me: (in my head): really. Huh. No shit?!

Yep. My dad is just fine

First, thanks all for your thoughts and prayers for my dad today!!  His surgery went very well and although he was in and out when I left the hospital, he was in very little pain and seemed fine.  He’ll be released from his hotel-like hospital room tomorrow to recover in the privacy and quiet of his own home.   Preston and I will make a quick visit tomorrow morning to check in, but fully expect to see him at home later in the weekend.

And spending the day with my stepmom wasn’t all together too bad.  She was very anxious before we received the first update from the surgeon, and we kept things light.  We generally don’t spend a whole lot of time alone together and over these past 8-9 months, a whole lot of bad things have happened in our family, so her attitude has changed a little…and maybe mine too, a little.  We’ll never be best friends, but knowing that we can come together to take care of my dad (and seeing his face relax when he saw hers) makes her just a little easier to handle.

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In other news, my eye is FREAKING KILLING ME!!!!

Doc took a look at it a few weeks ago and saw something a little off, so sent me off for an orb-scan. (it’s a scan of the whole front surface of your eye, which it totally cool).  The scan showed a slight dent (so to speak) in my cornea, but not a big deal.  Then about 2 weeks ago, I poked myself in my left eye TWICE really good, so Doc put me on a steroid drop to get it healed up.

But THEN, last night? It started to bug me again.  And tonight I can barely keep my eye open for the freaking fracking crapping pain!!!!  If I close it and squish it, it’s better, but…uh…I can hardly go through my day squishing my eyeball and looking out of the other one!

So guess who is making a trip to the office tomorrow? And on her day off?!!

Dammit.

OH my eye!!!!!!