I got the ok to drive locally last week, but haven't yet gotten behind the wheel. I've always been a very anxious driver and this 7-month hiatus from the road has only increased my aversion. It's not like I have anywhere to go, anything I need to attend that's over 5-minutes away is usually a major even that my bf, J, can take me to.
Plus there's still weather going on outside and it gets dark at like 6pm.. Maybe next week I'll drum up some nads and take myself to yoga.

Speaking of, I went to yoga on Monday!! I took a lot of breaks; definitely glad that I remembered to wear a wide stretchy headband to hid the mat marks on my forehead from being in child's pose for like 5 minutes. I was most surprised at how off my balance was. Granted I wasn't doing a lot of bound half moon while I was in the hospital, but I had no idea I was going to be so wobbly.
The resilience of the human body is really incredible. Combined with my stubbornness/mental toughness I'm hoping to work my way back up to a normal yoga practice by the end of summer, barring anything catastrophic (knock on wood).

The situation with J's aunt is whipping up emotions in the whole family. Last Sunday, they threw a party for the baby's birthday (she's 5, but she's the youngest for now) and J's cousin gave a speech that went along the lines of "It's really hard, I'm taking off work and school, my sister is taking off work and school, and we're here taking care of Mom but everyone needs to help. You all need to be here to help her because you know she would help you if you needed it."
Thing is, J and I were in great need this summer/fall. She didn't do anything for either of us. She came to the hospital once in 4 months, the cousin who was pleading for help didn't come at all. Neither of them cooked a meal for J, offered to help out around our house, gave us any financial support (there's an online campaign to raise money for the aunt's "medical expenses" that currently has over $15k; the cousins are paying themselves for the time they spend with their mother out of this fund...wish we had thought of that), and barely contacted him at all to see how he/I was doing. I've signed up to make her a few dinners but I don't like seeing how angry J gets at them for asking him for help when he took on all of my medical stuff himself last fall while working and going to school full time.
Life ain't fair, is it.

But on the sunny side, I've been keeping up with my NYR to be more social:

Two weekends ago Gorg came down from the Great White North and we went to IHoP (apparently there are none in Cananda. "International" my dimpled patoot) and the aquarium. We also sat around in sweatpants and marathon-watched Bridezillas, made vegan chocolate cake, and generally caught up after 5 years apart.

Last Saturday we went and watched scary movies with a handful of my college friends, some of whom I hadn't seen since graduation. We were very close to a franchise of my beloved Wings chain and it pained me to keep from screaming "WE SHOULD ORDER WINGS" all night. I totally should have.

JerseyAg is currently in the airport. She's spending a couple days with her cousin, then J and I will snag her on Sunday. I convinced her to go to yoga (she's never tried it) and I think we'll probably end up shopping, but I don't know what else to do with an out of town visitor. At least I'm pretty sure she has a valid US driver's license and can therefore shuttle me around while I shout the wrong directions from the back seat. Thank jebus for GPS.
Aw, snap, I forgot I had the guest room bedsheets in the washer.
What do you guys do with out-of-town guests?

Also here's a plug for the cooking contest I'm trying to get started on 20sb... If you're a member you should do it!!