It’s Monday. That was the nicest weekend we’ve had this year. Here in Illinois it hit 81 degrees and it was sublime! Breathtaking. Grand. Splendid. Superb. Awesome. Glorious. Impressive. Marvelous. Wonderful. Yeah, all of those. And no, I’m not being paid by the word. Hell, I’m not being paid at all!

The girlfriend is doing well. She’s had very little swelling and practically no bruising. She’s been getting around with a walker and had her first post-operative shower. She seems to have a handle on the pain, but physical therapy begins today and they warned her that there will be pain—and a lot of it.

I enjoyed being outdoors most of the weekend. I washed the van, did a bunch of reading, and listened to the Nascar race in Texas. My parents brought over a huge lasagna, Italian sausage, salad, garlic bread and home-made brownies. That was damn nice and tasted amazing! Appetizing. Delectable. Epicurean. Luscious. Mouthwatering. Palatable. Scrumptious. Yummy.

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It’s Friday! It looks like Spring might make an appearance this weekend here in Illinois. I’m hearing that we may even see 80s by Sunday. Now that would definitely put a smile on my face!

The girlfriend did well overnight in the hospital. She was able to sleep, no doubt due to the drugs holding back the pain. In the morning they had her up and walking 30-feet. She said there was definitely pain, but that is to be expected. We busted her out of the hospital by late afternoon and got her home and comfortable as possible. In the morning the physical therapist will be making her first of many visits to our house. From what I’ve heard, it’s a fairly painful process.

Okay, I have some amateur goodness to share on this Friday. I also have double babes & double jokes, so check ’em out and enjoy!

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Keep, thanks for sharing my picture. I thought you might like another? -Anonymous

It’s Thursday. My girlfriend had her knee replacement surgery yesterday and everything went very well. Things did get a bit scary though roughly an hour and a half into the surgery when we were called up to the front desk to take a call from the surgeon. I just looked at the others and felt this couldn’t be a good thing because she was at best only halfway into the procedure, so I was expecting something bad. It turned out she was calling to let us know that she was done and that everything went smoothly. That was a relief.

She was in recovery for a couple hours and then taken to her room. She will meet with a physical therapist in the morning and will then hopefully be released sometime in the afternoon. So glad everything went well.

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And no, that’s not a photo of her doctor. I wouldn’t have minded if it were, though…