Monday, September 28, 2009


So we spent last weekend in the mountains, which was a nice little "get away." Unfortunately, Hubs broke his wrist, while riding his mountain bike - and now he's scheduled for surgery on Friday.

Poor darling Hubs. I love you so much. I am so sorry this happened to you. All my fingers and toes are crossed that your surgery goes well. And no, it's not just because I need help changing diapers. You are the love of my life, not to mention my best friend. Seeing you in a cast makes me want to cry.