Yesterday was all jacked up. We took Robb to the ER early in the morning for a kidney stone. I think he passed it in the afternoon--he thinks it's still lurking in his bladder. Either way he's feeling better enough to go in to work this morning.
Almost Everything is Boinga is stuck in my head.
We might have a major ice apocalypse on Sunday. I hope not. We're supposed to have breakfast with Santa that day. Maybe Mo won't scream bloody murder this time. Fingers crossed.
I'm seeing Catching Fire this afternoon. Finally. And all is right in the world.