Helloooo. It's been a wild two weeks over here. I haven't been sitting around on my shrinking butt doing nothing. Mostly I've been busy freaking out because Ryan's surgery is in the morning. Adenoids out, septum straightened, you-know-what vacuumed away. In the big picture, this is so routine, a nothing surgery. But still. I mean, it's not even like he's going "under the knife" unless you count the tiny laser razor on the end of the thingie they stick in his nose. No stitches, about 90 minutes out, 2 hours in recovery, then home to sleep and ice cream. In fact, I know several people here who have had the surgery, including two people in my band. The head geezer, Barry, had it done last year.