Elsewhere, I think that awkwardness is sort of normal. Hope future contact is a bit more relaxed and productive.

I think I am starting to get over my crud. As usual, it has settled into my chest and killed my voice (ugh), but I feel generally better. I may be lipsyncing to Carmina Burana tonight though.

Today my sons and I have appointments for check-ups with our new family doctor. I've met him before when I was sick with bronchitis back in October, and their dad has been seeing him regularly for his health issues, but this will be the boys' first meet with him. They've had the same doctor their entire lives, so this will be interesting (they LOVED their pediatrician, but at 6'2" they hardly qualify for pediatric care anymore). I've put together my personal complaint list about my own health issues to whine about. I know he'll send me for mammogram and probably colonoscopy (I dread both because I choose to live in denial); maybe this year I'll actually take care of getting them done. I've been putting it off.

I'm on Spring Break and doing as little as possible otherwise. I wrestled our king-sized comforter into the bathtub for a handwashing as it's way too large for our washing machine. That sucker is heavy when wet, but it needed the dust washed out of it. Yuck. It was a work-out though.