...it's five other things.
Yesterday a friend of mine passed away. He was an on-line friend, but I'd known him about a year. Sweet guy. We talked about video games and movies and cooking and food. He was five years younger than I am.
After being in shock most of the day, I got a call from my sister-in-law. My brother had a heart attack yesterday. At I type, he's edging up on twelve hours in surgery. From the sounds of it, he's having quadruple bypass surgery.
So, I'm huddling down with some zombie knitting (nearly done with this pair of socks), resisting the urge to eat my own weight in chocolate. (I've lost three pounds and I'd rather not ruin that with a binge.)
More later when I'm coherent.
AAAAAAAAH! PASS THE NUTTY BARS AND COOKIES!