Knuckles, Neighbors and in the News

So I went off the junk because I was convinced I was "all better". Yeah. All better. Back on the drugs I go, and off go the rings. I'm losing my knuckles by the minute. Argh! ************ We have a wedding to go to this weekend. After a mad-frantic search for a babysitter, I decided to go ask our neighbors to give me the number of theirs. I hate to gank a babysitter out from under someone, but I was getting desperate. And lo and behold, they volunteered! I still feel incredibly guilty, but they live next door and have a 4 year old that C-man plays with regularly. We'll keep it an early night just in case, but happy day - we found someone. ************ http://www.news.wisc.edu/15598