Last night Lindsay made us the most delicious dinner of
grilled vegetables, fresh fruit, and her homemade glorious rolls.
As the sun set we dined outside in the (surprisingly) cooler-ish AZ weather.
We ate in the front yard under a large pine tree-
it was quite the the cozy sight.
But I felt pretty gross.
The best word to describe myself would be "blobby"-
you know that feeling?
I just kinda sit around with no personality or opinions holding
my slinged hand close to my chest for comfort.
Lindsay braided my hair so I wouldn't get hair in my food.
What a true friend.
I know it wont last forever, but I sure feel like a stick in the mud.
Lindsay has been such a dear friend not only taking care of me,
but making sure my children are happy, well fed, and taken care of.
Last week she arranged a very darling boy to take Claire out.
Of course I wasn't able to see her off, but I made Jane secretly film
him picking her up.
Mr. Nielson asked the usual questions: How late will you be out?
and "What are your plans".
(They went bowling and she came home around 11:00).
She had a good time.
I have a follow up appointment wit Dr. L tomorrow.
I am very very very nervous to see my hand without pinkie-
so are my kids. Change is hard.
