Hubster had shoulder surgery yesterday. I think I was more worried about it than he was. Yesterday was an 18-hour day that proved that I hit the parent lottery ... huge. My mom sat with me at the hospital part of the time Hubster was in surgery, then came to the rescue at the end of the day. When we finally left the hospital, she met me at home, had the front door open, then went to the grocery store for me and cooked me dinner while the Hubster snoozed.
He's doing much better today, but I'm still shot. Here's hoping I get a good night's sleep tonight.
I'm sorry I haven't been feeding the blog. I have a huge renovation post floating in my head, a tribute to a wonderful friend that I still feel the need to write about, some knitting stuff and other general bloggy-worthy stuff.
Meanwhile, please don't delete me from your blogrolls. I'll get back here again soon. Once I get some sleep.