Prayer works, don't 'cha know!

Dear friends, family and HP,

This is to inform you that my recovery period was officially over at 8:30 a.m. CST this morning.  What began as the worst birthday week ever is officially over!  No more doctors, hospitals, techs, nurses, things, etc!

I'd like to thank the academy all of my friends who have been so very supportive through prayer and meals in my time of need.  Now that I'm feeling better you will receive thank-you notes. Soon. Really soon. Like anytime. Really.

~Mother Crab~

It is time to drink this, now.  And, maybe at my birthday party that has been postponed for 2 months?

Worst Birthday Week Ever

Do you ever have the feeling you are having the Worst Birthday Week Ever?  Remember that fever I told you about?  Well, things got a little worse so I decided to take a mini-vacation at the hospital.  I'm back home, but still not great.  Prayers, of course, are always appreciated. - as are funny emails and comments.

Laughter is always the best medicine.

tick........tock.......tick......tock.....

This may or may not have been a vodka drip.

Raise up for super uncomfortable, lower for semi-uncomfortable.

They put this sign up in 1983.   Time for some new lettering, people!

Mrs. D and the kiddos gave me lovely gifts.

This is *almost* Institute Blue Jell-o.
It's amazing what one will eat after having NOT eaten for 24 hours!