Allright, E is having too much fun with her spreadsheets to want to go home yet, so I decided to contribute another post.

Well, I no longer have pins in my right wrist. I went in for my "hardware removal" on Wednesday. Although it was a bit more involved than I anticipated (I was knocked out and groggy for quite some time), things went well (at least we think so, E wasn't in the room when the surgeon came in after the surgery and I only know he was there because the nurse told me so. I met with a physical therapist (or physical terrorist as a friend calls them) who nearly made me cry by doing all this crazy stuff (e.g., trying to bend my wrist) and then told me to do likewise 5-6 times a day. Its weird, but after 8 weeks in a brace my wrist is no longer sure its supposed to be a joint.

So, if you've been following things you'll know we've been leaving some hints these last days about our future employment...here's today's clue. This is actually the "mascot" of our future job.