I can at least stand today. And walk, ish. (The fact that I am only able to do those things with max-strength vicodin, muscle relaxants, and NSAIDS should tell me someting, but I am choosing to ignore it. Lalalalala, I can't hear you!)

To celebrate my standability, Matt and I went to buy mom flowers after a crappy day. Then, when the baby went to sleep, mom and I baked a sugar-free peach pie and two sugar-full peach cobblers with the abundant bountry from her tree. Seriously, anyone want peaches?