Getting There

I had what I hope will be the final procedure for this little drama done on Thursday. I am home recovering and hoping to be able to eat, sleep, and have a normal life soon.
My kids miss having me come to help at school and I really miss going to the gym and listening to Harry Potter on my Ipod while I run/jog on the treadmill.
Despite no exercise, I have found myself several pounds lighter. I guess not eating much for three weeks will do that to you, and I am not complaining about that.
I have found myself begging my husband to take me out on the town: last night we went to Wal-Mart for a birthday party gift and got a frozen yogurt that I ended up wasting.
But it was nice to get out.

Burke took both the boys skiing on Wednesday. They had so much fun. Kade did ski school in the morning and kept up with Burke and Nathan in the afternoon. He whispered in my ear that he secretly thought he did better than Nathan did. Nathan whispered that he thought Kade did okay, but needs more practice to keep up with the big guys.
They were all exhausted when they got home and they all looked like racoons because Burke forgot to put sunscreen on them until after lunch.
Now the girls are waiting for their turn.

I am hoping to have some more energy to do something productive with my blog and life soon...

Stay tuned.

We Take a Break From Our Regularly Scheduled Life...

I took an unintended break from life to spend some time in the hospital. It wasn't much of a vacation. And it wasn't very fun.
I am slowly healing up and getting to the point where I can eat again.
And lay flat.
And stop feeling sorry for myself.

I have an old college roommate who just found out she has cancer.
I am grateful for my little stent.
And that it will all be over in about 2 weeks.

Until then I am hanging out at home, watching way too much daytime TV and appreciating the sunshine that leaks through my blinds.