I had surgery on my foot on Monday. I'm feeling better, managing the pain pretty well. But I can't do anything up and about for long before I have to elevate my foot and rest. My family's working hard to make the house run, but they're either trying to kill me or cure me of control freakishness. Yesterday: Weak coffee, burnt toast, and scrambled eggs with no salt. Today: Weaker coffee, toast that wasn't hardly warm, and cold scrambled eggs. I so don't like being out of the game like this! 'Specially when it seems I'm the only one who can make coffee! Joking aside, they're being awesome. I have new chicks, and I can get around for short periods of time.