Very busy. Busy at work, busy with The Boy, busy worrying about a few (very minor) health concerns, busy being a bit anxious about my dad's surgery, and busy being busy. Sigh.
The Boy made me dinner last night. It was fabulous (really), and he actually planned ahead and made some parts the night before. It was kind of amazing actually. So far that whole thing is going well...no more comments since inevitably anything I say is going to backfire on me.
I am reciprocating tonight with dinner for The Boy, so I better get busy on my homemade mac & cheese.