I went to OT nice and early. Laura, my OT is going on vacation next week so I will working out with a new therapist for the week. Me, Neffie and my elbow. Should be a good time.
Claire picked me up and we headed to Stew Leonard's in Yonkers - a place that causes me to twitch a little. There was a guy in there who was hooting and hollering "Woo-Hoo thank you Stew" over and over and over and for the life of me I couldn't find duct tape. I did pick up some buffalo chicken-bacon-mac 'n cheese for the children and lobster rolls for the adults making it a very productive trip. OH (!) and oatmeal - love their steel cut oats.
I had a riveting lunch with my children where we discussed fan fiction. Apparently, there are 12 year old's writing porn. Really? HOW? I was leveled by a look from Peter that basically said, "Are you kidding me?" These young kids are so much less innocent than I ever was. I actually feel a little sorry for them.
I need to go put my arm in it's state of the art sling to keep it getting straighter.
Since it's Friday, I'll dance a little dance first.
Make it everlasting so nothing's incomplete
It's easy being with you, sacred simplicity
As long as we're together, there's no place I rather be