Saturdays should start better than:

1. A 7:15 am intramuscular shot given at the doctor's office.
2. No snuggly husband (cause he's up in Seattle for Greg's wedding with Kevin).
3. And finding out that the intramuscular shots we thought we've been doing we've not been because the pharmacy screwed up the needle guage size (bonus, now we get to use bigger needles).

Cures to a not so great Saturday start:
1. No big whoops about the medicine, just means increased meds for a bit.
2. Josh is almost home.
3. El Burrito Loco on the lunch docket.
4. Heading down to hang with Chrissie and the girls, and then going to see UP with the McLaughlins).