Just like the children's book, It Could Always Be Worse, here's another thing taking us closer to going crazy.
Rudy has apparently torn his tendon. He has to wait on MRI results to see how bad it will be.
This blog was supposed to be about all the wonderful things we'd do at our new house. It's hard to do anything new and exciting when we seem to be suffering from a series of unfortunate events (to borrow a phrase from Lemony Snicket).