I just can’t get enough of this jello and applesauce! I’m not joking. I keep sending Matt out for more. Who knew I liked jello so much? More importantly though, surgery is over, I’m in my room, and I’m still alive. Not that I didn’t think I would be, but this whole surgery thing is a little weird to me. More on that later. For now, more jello please. With some morphine on the side. Oh, hey – why didn’t anyone decorate my room for Cinco de Mayo??