The biggest bummer was that Leann called and her cancer is back. She's going in for some serious surgery on Monday. Tomorrow, she's got a procedure and I'm taking the kids for her. We're going to go shopping in the morning together for the youngest's birthday party tomorrow night. I'll drive all the kids to Chuck E. Cheese's and meet her there to give her some time in the afternoon to loll about and recover from what amounts to a very unpleasant amnio.

I'm just sad. If there's anyone around who's darned near a saint, it's Leann. I've been praying for her health, so my hope is that this surgery is the first step of only one or two to her recovery. With two kids under 10, I'm hoping that God doesn't have any other plans for her.
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I talked to the pulmonologist's office today and they said I can use a full face mask for the apnea. I have one, but it leaks air a lot and it means I have to tighten it up so much to not leak that I wake up with a big red ring around my face that kind of lingers. They said they'd talk to the doctor and then call me about a new mask. I am just plain exhausted. Meals, laundry, errands, phone calls -- they call get made in REM sleep, I'm pretty sure because I feel like I'm in this extended dream.

I had all these big plans for making a quiche because I have about 4 dozen eggs in the garage that are a little too old to sell, but not too old to use. I even called my mom and got the oil pastry recipe from her to make a crust. I found a nut torte recipe that used something like 6 eggs, which I thought would be spifftacular. However, I didn't have fresh orange peel and couldn't bring myself to use the very old dried stuff on my spice rack. (Who the heck uses orange peel on a regular basis?) Tomorrow, I'll buy an orange or two for the peels to make a nut torte.

And then I just hit a wall, asked Russell to keep an eye on Genny for a half hour til Dad got home because I needed to lay down. And while I know it's stupid and it's not something I can help, I still feel like a bad mommy if I do that. It's like reliving the summer again of falling asleep in my chair at 2PM in front of the cartoon channel with the kids.

Thank goodness for the big crockpot full of beans and meat for tacos from last night. Leftovers are the last haven left to an exhausted mommy and her family, I tell you what.