What a Week. I'm Outta Here! Happy LD Weekend!

I'm stressed out, kiddies. It's been one thing after another lately. In the last 18 hours alone:

I discovered that mom's meds went from $171.00 to $455.00 a month because she's in what the pharmacist called a "Medicare Part D Donut Hole."

I accidentally found out that all of Mom's toenails are all falling off. Though she's unconcerned, I'm sure there will be nightmares in my future.

I left distressed over the toenails, and ran over an opossum. I screamed.

A semi truck sprayed my windshield with oily substance.

I turned on my wipers to find there was no windshield cleaner in my car. I was left with a greasy mess that turned the windshield virtually opaque. Boy, cartoon villains really know what they're doing when they release an oil slick.

The radio station playing on my alarm clock was out of commission this morning. I slept in.

Got to work and discovered I left my cell phone at home. I'm waiting for return calls from Mom's doc, so had to go back and get it.

I ran to Walgreens and discovered, after being all rung up, that I didn't have my wallet with me. Probably tossed it somewhere when I was hunting for my cell phone.

It's hell-week for my sister: chemo 7 hours a day every day of the week. I know that it's not happening to me, but I still worry about her. Worry, fret, worry. I call her, and she's cheerful. I worry that she's being cheerful just for me.

My son is considering requesting early re-deployment back to Iraq. I acted cool when he told me, but I shook a little.

As I write, there is exactly 2 hours and 19 minutes before I get out of dodge until next Monday night. Friends are feeding the cats, friends are checking in with Mom, Teri will be with her family, and my son is still in the U.S.

Everything's gonna be alright, so I leave you with this photo montage of my brother-in-law wearing all of my glasses.


He's such a sport. "Now, try this pair on!" I told him, again and again, at lunch on Sunday.

"Are these going to end up on your blog?" he asked?

"Of course not. Now try this pair on."

I figure he'll cool off by the time I get back.

Have a great weekend, kiddies! Catch ya on the flip side.