It’s Saturday. Tomorrow is Father’s day. Tuesday we take our first ever camping trip in tents all by ourselves. Well, Maia will be there for Sydney’s birthday which is also Tuesday. She’ll finally be 12. On Friday, when we come home, we’ll have to pack up and leave at the ass crack of dawn because I have to be at pre-op at 10:45. I’m having my right knee operated on this time. I can barely walk on it. All the time I spent hobbling around on my right leg while my left leg was healing toasted. So now it’s surgery on my right knee. I’m kind of scared this time.

We’re going camping Tuesday and staying till Friday morning. We’re going to Millersillvania (sp). The camping trip is Sydney’s birthday present from me. Maia’s dad, Lincoln, has loaned us a lot of camping equipment. I don’t know why she’s divorcing him. He’s always been such a nice guy to me. He seems very giving and kind. I don’t know, maybe that’s the face he puts on for the “public”. She seems nice too but has a bit of a bite to her. Oh well, I wish the best for the both of them.