I always hated this game, although in the past my objections were purely aesthetic. This time...it's personal.
Anyway, remember yesterday, when I said it hasn't been a good week and is about to get worse? Here's where I make good on that promise...
Mary has been suffering from a variety pack of health problems, which seem lately to be increasing in severity and decreasing in manageability (although her degree of Fahrvergnügen appears to have stabilized) and tomorrow she's going in for major surgery. How major will depend on what they find (apparently it's part surgical procedure, part scavenger hunt) and naturally she's nervous about it, as am I. Hell, even Moondoggie has lost his usual sang froid and is clinging to her lap like an insecure lamprey.
So any good thoughts and well wishes you can send her way would be much appreciated. I'll try to update this post tomorrow, once I know anything.