Sometimes you just should cry.

I picked up a last minute appointment at my chiropractor's office only to be told that I needed an x-ray.  Something about an x-ray makes me worried that something really bad is happening underneath my skin and I had a minor melt down on the way home.  Grocery shopping was kind of a joke so we went for pizza. 
Cheeseless pizza is good yo'.

After chasing down what turned out to be a waterspout in the bay we headed home for some games and fellowship with friends.  It was exactly what I needed to get my mind off of what I had come to believe was a giant tumor growing on the base of my spine.  It was perfect.  And I grocery shopping waits another day:)