The allergist called on Thursday and rescheduled my allergy testing, so I have to wait a little longer. My new appt. is Wed. afternoon. I hate it when they do that! I made my appt. on Friday because hubby is off on Fridays, so I don't to worry about how long it takes me. My new appt. is Wed. at 2:30, which was the only time they had available next week, which is right about the time hubby leaves and also about the time the kids start coming home. It's a crazy time of day. I'm so not happy about that, but all I can really do is perform a little rain dance Wed. morning and hope hubby will cancel his practices. He thinks the world is ending if they miss one practice, and I don't know how he has any business because I wouldn't let my kids play for him. But other parents seem to love him, so go figure.

I went to my ortho guy on Friday for some foot pain I've been having, and he said I have a stress fracture on my foot!

I think he has flipped his lid too. I can't see a thing on the x-ray, and he's circling it with a pen going, "Yup, right here! I see it!" He told me to put my big cast/boot back on and come see him in 2 weeks. Sure.

Today is hubby's birthday, so we'll probably be going out later to celebrate. And thank goodness I'm feeling okay this morning, so he can at least sleep in as long as he wants to. I didn't buy him anything but I'm not going to feel too badly about it considering I haven't ever received a birthday gift from him. I just didn't have time/energy/whatever to shop for him, not that I didn't want to get him anything. I should have just ordered something online (and almost did!) but oh well. Remind me of this in a couple of weeks when I'm crying because I didn't get any birthday present...