Beware the Ides of March

The Ides of March fell upon us hard this year. Or more specifically, I fell hard on the Ides of March. And fractured my femur. So, I'm currently in a knee immobilizer brace and can't put any weight on my right leg. I see an orthopedist on Monday, but the original diagnosis called for the knee brace for 6-8 weeks!

I wish I could say I was skiing black diamond, but my fall was the equivalent of getting a black eye by walking into a door -- I stepped off a curb. I had Ella in one arm and was pushing the stroller with the other, so had no way to break my fall.

The timing is never good to break a leg, but it's especially crazy right now, because as many of you know, we're in the midst of moving back to the Bay Area. After four years of perpetual summer here in San Diego, we're headed back north on March 28th -- with a temporary pitstop in Nipomo while my leg heals and Jason secures FT employment.