Thanks for the well wishes for our trip ..... Blaine's procedure went .... well ..... it sort of .... they sort of ..... the doctor ..... you know ..... well ..... it didn't happen. Long, boring story, but bottom line is it's Blaine, the person for whom nothing ever goes as planned, and really, what did you expect? So no "experimental" procedure for us, at least not this time.
The flip side is that he and I got to drive in a car together (NOKIDSNOKIDSNOKIDS) ten hours on Monday and nine hours on Tuesday and eat tons of junk food and talk and laugh and reminisce and talk some more and then eat at Cracker Barrel and order pizza and watch
"13 Going on 30" at the hotel together and did I mention talking and talking and talking and eating junk food and then talking some more and all because there were no kids?
Pretty much the best 36 hour date ever.
Except for the fact my butt had barely recovered from the Baltimore drive and now I fear the indentations from the driver's seat might be permanent.
Other than that, it was nice to be with him.