Well, I was wrong on the time. We had to wake at 4:30am. It's 4:50 right now and I'm waiting for everybody to get ready. We'll be leaving shortly. I think everybody had a short night. We went to bed around 10:00pm, but with Benehana's in our stomach's I think we probably wrestled with sleep (at least, I did). I kept having this strange dream where I had to have chest surgery and my toe was messed up. I think Rob and Marla are messing with my mind. [For those of you who don't know, Marla had to have her big daddy toe[nail] removed this last week. Don't tell her I told you. She might get mad.] This will probably be the first and last time that we go outside and find it perfect, temp wise.
We're all confident that things will go well. Rob's surgeon is a machine, we hear, because he does these kinds of surgeries all the time.
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