I get by with a little help....

... from my friends. And family.

It's been a rough couple of weeks here in Soemrville for the Ferrys (Boston-edition). My cold, as I explained before, lead to dehydration which lead to mastitis which lead, ultimately, to a narsty G.I. complication. (Read more terrifying information here!) Add to that the myriad and mickle complications of moving a household of three, and that's my excellent set of excuses as to why I haven't posted.

It's also why I showed up at Starbucks this week with no wallet, no cash, and no time to go home and get them if I wanted to go grocery shopping before my appointment. So the ever wondrous Deb, queen of Davis Sq. Starbucks, gave me a free drink and the also wondrous Jenna spotted me enough cash to buy milk and eggs and dinner.

That's just one example of my friends and family helping out.

For example, Cathy drove up to help us haul stuff from Ikea in Stoughton in her pickup. Then helped us haul it in her pickup to the second floor.

My family has gone above and beyond the call. They came up last weekend (including Seth and Sarah, who came up on their mutual birthday weekend, none-the-less) and Dad and Christopher knocked down a wall to make my pantry. They will e coming up this weekend to do more stuff.

David and Jen are going to help paint and, of course, Nikki is always fabulous. (Though she's got a cold this week.) Mary came over last night to provide adult conversation to Amanda and Christopher got to decompress with Jim, Brendan, et. al., by spending the evening anhilating virtual bad guys.

Kevin probably would have helped by he had surgery on his fundament yesterday.

I hope to post more frequently now that I'm not wrestling with my lower intestines but I will be moving and having Thanksgiving in another state. (Three times!) So we'll see how it goes. In the mean time, you may admire my adorable daughter.