Well, turns out I was the party pooper on Mothers day. My kids were absolute angels. I got a wonderful card from Daniel that told all the things he liked about me being his mom (made me bawl) , Nathan made me a beautiful painted fingerprint pic of a sunflower, framed with popsicle sticks, Jonah made me an adorable recipe holder with a pic of him dressed up as a chef and a sweet card,  Ben colored me a card and grew 4 marigolds (from seeds!) for me, and Cary (besides the dinner thing) is having me pick out plants for the front yard and porch.

Today I am much better though. I am up and going strong. I am walking (slow as a a snail) every day now - I want to be in as good of shape as I can before I go under the knife. I have along way to go before I can join my friend BJ on any of his Marathons mind you, but I think it gives me much more energy just to get out in the open air and get off my butt.