Finally had my pie! Got a slice of blueberry pie with lunch, but the rest of my lunch was too filling so I figured I’d eat it when the inevitable mid afternoon munchies struck, but they did not! So I just had it for dinner. Yum.

So many good vibes to you and Tim! I am having ACL surgery on the 23rd, which is also a long recovery (nowhere near as intense as scoliosis surgery), but I'm so freaking tired and burned out at work that I'm looking forward to having nothing else to do but recover. That is so sad. I'll miss two days of school and then go right into spring break, so I'll have a full two weeks to get mobile. Crutches the first 1-2 weeks with GIANT LEG BRACE for 6+. Then PT to slowly work my way back to full mobility. Probably 6-ish months? But I thought of all of you the other day — I'm opting for the cadaver graft (thank you, donor I will never know), so my friend B has decided I'm going to have an Evil Knee that will run around on its own doing Evil Things like Lindsey and his Evil Hand. I pointed out that a knee does not have the same mobility as a hand and may have difficulty pulling the rest of me along, but we had a good time imagining all the Evil Things it might do.

Other than that, those who follow me on FB know our latest house drama is that our bedroom started flooding this year. Give SoCal enough water, and it will find creative and fun new ways to flood! We don't have flood insurance, so the repair is out of pocket. The good news is that we quote we got to excavate, reseal the foundation, and put in a French drain and pipe with surface drains to prevent the back of the house from flooding again is $5800. That's a ton of money we don't have, but it's SO much less than the money we've had to pour into our beloved money pit of a house that I'm feeling incredibly relieved. We will also need to get someone out to open the bedroom wall, mitigate mold, and reseal it — that will be an additional cost — but that's not worth thinking about until we get the flooding stopped.

Anyway, sorry I've been gone a lot. My dad had some health setbacks, and I've been back and forth to Florida twice in the last month on top of all the rest. Miss you all.

Pix, I look forward to the tales of what misdeeds your evil knee drags you into.

Evil knee! That should be good for some shenanigans all right. Good luck with the flood and mold abatement.

Evil knee! Surely it can savage a few misogynists in the groin in an evil-but-righteous way.

I am sorry about all the house expenses. The first thing I learned about home ownership is that the greater part of it is mitigating water where it doesn't belong. (Our two biggest expenses were the dry rot around the windows and the damage from a spout that didn't drain properly.)

Yikes, Pix! But glad you’ve got someone fixing issues both watery and ligament, and you should totally use the evil knee excuse to kick a few people.

Happy pi day! I was out last night (trivia night with my sister & her DH), but I talked to one of the JOs this morning and she suggested doing pi day tomorrow, as we all assumed nobody would be in the office today because of the weather.

So right now I have a maple walnut pie in the oven! Yay!

Mmmm, pie! I hope all enjoyed theirs.

Use that knee well, Pix! When the time comes I am confident that you will find good use for it. I hope your dad has stabilized. As for water issues, big ugh! Sound like the number isn't as scary as it could have been, although not at the top of the list for stuff you would like to toss money at.

I am still in oh my god why morning so early mode.

What? No! You must be confused. It has been explained to me many many times that being chonky causes every problem and being slim means you’re healthy and your body works great all the time.

Yeah, apparently the addresses got mixed up between me and the next door neighbor at my apartment (a 15-years-younger former college athlete), because guess who just kept on trundling along fine despite more than a few extra pounds the last 8 years and who had multiple hospital stays? The medical industry would have predicted that all his health problems should have veered toward me instead, magnetically attracted by the extra pounds around my waist!

Matt, maybe we have the scientifically unexplainable Magic Chonk that reverses the magnetic poles and sends the health problems to the nearest available bystander?