Daddy is fine, ya'll. Praise the Lord! He came through surgery with flying colors (whatever that means) and woke up asking why his side was hurting "a little bit." I told him it might be because that's where they "sucked his gallbladder out" but he didn't seem too convinced. Oh, the power of anesthesia and pain medication. He did ask the doctor if he could keep a gall stone so he could have it set in "jewelry" for mama for their anniversary. One of the nurses gave him a tic-tac in a specimen bottle and he gave that to her instead. I'm not sure she was impressed but I know she was glad that he was doing fine.
Today is their 50th wedding anniversary. Daddy told mama that he didn't think he'd make it to their hundredth. I told him it was one day at a time. I suspect that they'll celebrate for a long time to come. But for today, he'll be sleeping in the recliner and she'll be watching over him. The way it's supposed to be.
in other news...
I am working today. I am happy to report that they finally have fixed the women's restroom at work. After a week. We females have been less than enthused at our lack of a bathroom. Not that we don't have a men's bathroom. But we want our own. It took the plumber two trips but it appears that all is now well. (and we won't even mention the two little children who made use of the floor rather than the men's room. On accident. Because it's all behind us now.) It's been an interesting week at work. However, I expect to be busy today with the coupon (and we all know everybody loves a coupon) and ad set (and we all know that it's a great idea to reset the ad while we are celebrating a coupon) and stuff like that so the day should fly by. Then we will pop out to see how Daddy is doing and see if he's figured out why his side hurts.
Then tomorrow, after church, we have the football. Because what would September be without college football? We will plan an entire menu around the football. Forget Labor Day Cookouts. It's game time. I have no idea what we'll be serving. I'll leave that to Josh. (Did I mention that he is a much better cook than me? It's true. Trust me, this is not a ploy to escape cooking.)
Anyhow, I hope your weekend is fun and exciting and filled with new and exciting things. Blessings!