Quickly popping in to say I am still alive. My back joint dislocated again, so the new plan is to get fitted with a brace type thing on Monday. Fingers crossed that this helps. Cooper is becoming way too accustomed to life in the suburbs. He has mall hair now, worships Justin Bieber and says "like" a lot.
On the good new front, somehow I managed to have an entire box of those little pieces of manna from heaven, Samoas Girl Scout cookies, and I only ate two of them a day. This is a new record for me, breaking my previous Samoa Longevity Record of half an hour. Progress!
Happy Oscar Weekend!