Daddy Spatula has his surgery this morning to repair his collarbone. If they pin it, he'll be out of the hospital tonight, and if they put plates on it, then he'll be out tomorrow. They called last night and said they'd had a horrible day dealing with all the insurance companies and the hospital and stuff. I was like "Uh, HELLO! I am your daughter, I'm a lawyer, AND I'm an insurance adjuster!!! CALL ME!!!" I hope next time they have trouble they'll just give me a call - maybe I could at least save them some time.
I have to run to work, but I have lots of stuff to tell you this weekend, including (but not limited to):
1. Meeting the identical twin of The Boy (tonight)
2. Update on Advantage Rent-A-Car
3. General Life Update
4. Plans for while M. is here (I CAN'T WAIT!!!)
So, I will make every effort to be back writing tomorrow. The Boy is taking my car to his house and changing my brakes tomorrow, so I will be home alone with lots of time I think.
