It's only been two weeks since Tom hurt his back bowling. It had gotten better, but I'm pretty sure he stretched Dr. Oz's advice a bit far Saturday...
A few hours later, he was back in bed, lying on a heating pad. (can you hear me sighing?)
I only have time for a quick post this morning - I feel like I'm staggering off of a wild rollercoaster ride straight into a whitewater rafting adventure - what a jam-packed weekend! It was a great weekend, though, totally worth the exhaustion and baggy, saggy bloodshot eyes and mental fog hitting me now. More on it later. Happy Monday!
