Surgery for Ernie tomorrow. He got the 12.30 slot....I was hoping for the early slot. I can't help but be anxious even though I know it will be fine. I'm not sure the boys appreciate my stress level. Also tons to do at work. Technically I'm taking vacation days but I have a lot to do. I guess the only good thing about his late surgery slot is that I can get up and try to get some things done that are due tomorrow. I'm tired but wired.
My adrenalin is running high.
Smoked paprika chicken breasts and stir fried peppers, onion and sugar snap peas. Our new standard, at least when Owen is hungry and we're clueless.