Today started out much like my other ones - me in a hospital. This year, I wasn't the patient though. Elvis woke up around midnight in a lot of pain. Tossed on my clothes and ushered in the anniversary of my uterine escape in a hard plastic chair of the ER for nearly 6 hours.
After all that fun, I crawled back in to bed until 8am. I jumped out of bed, back in to the clothes I just took off and headed over to Shrugs. I did my morning routine and Elvis made us all blueberry pancakes. Pancakes have become a tradition around here.
Lunch was served and off to the grocery store. I miss shopping for my own house. We are hardly here and it's the little things that I long for. Cooking dinner in my own kitchen, laundry in my own machines. Just being on my own routine. Soon... very soon (crosses fingers).
Elvis surprised me with a card, a gift and my favorite Chinese food. Yes, the outlaws threw me a surprise party at a Chinese restaurant Friday night, but it wasn't MY place. The sweet and sour chicken at the tiny little hole in the wall is the best!
I do have to say, I am so proud of Elvis and Diva. I told him I didn't want him spending a lot of money on a gift this year and Diva knew I wanted a tea set. I am not the Duchess of Someplace, I am me, but I have always wanted a tea set. Elvis bought me the cutest tea-for-one set.
