The doctors have informed me that Husband will be fine. He'll be home in a few days, so I can sorta enjoy the apartment alone (meaning I'll enjoy it until I fall asleep on the couch because I can't sleep in our bed when he isn't home). I painted my toenails, watched Sex and The City, danced around to some Ethel Merman. I should have a bottle of wine...where is my wine? MY HOUSE HAS NO WINE!

Man, I really like just writing shit and throwing it up here.

Though tomorrow when I have had more sleep, and fully stabilized glucose levels, I may think differently.

After the comments are put down that are just people laughing at me.

Oh, and Rick? Love the fine and lovely nest you crafted!