1. We are headed to Rhode Island today to visit J's family and to attend our friend's wedding. I'm super pumped. Not only will J and I get a date night, but TMB, the one armed wonder, will have some serious backup. No diaper changing for me
(just try to imagine how challenging changing a poopy diaper with one hand is). And at least for the wedding, I am going to dress like a functioning member of society. Maybe I'll take a picture ...
2. Speaking of pictures, check out this one ...

Guess my shoulder didn't take the entire brunt of my crash. It hurts like crazy and is at the exact height of my daughters' heads when they try to hug me. I have screamed more than once when they've touched me this week. I think they are kind of scared to come around me now.
3. I have zero appetite. I'm not sure if it is the pain or the medication doing it to me, but nothing looks/sounds appealing and I am borderline pukeish all the time. I'm not liking this one bit. Plus, when I do eat, it takes a century because I have to feed myself with my non-dominant hand. It's actually quite comical to see. I'm pretty sure Dilly is more effective at getting food in her mouth than I am. I could really use a bib.