Getting Outta Dodge

I'm heading to Madison today to visit friends. This is the last time I'm going out of town before my surgery, so I plan to make the most of it.
My friend, Sarah, and I are going to have a girls' night out on State Street. We'll probably start out at the local brewery and take it from there. State Street is so much fun - just a variety of shops, pubs, and even an "adult" store (which we will walk past but not go in - we're either too chicken or too boring, I can't decide which).
RobbieMax and Will are heading to the zoo today. (Currently they are at Micky D's getting some breakfast - an Egg McMuffin and OJ for me - the perfect heart-healthy breakfast.)

There's no new worry today. I'm still stuck on the IV in the neck thing. I have found that I'm not really worried about the surgery itself - let's face it - I'll be out and if the worst happens, I won't even know it. It's what happens AFTER I'm awake that I'm worried about. You might as well know this - I have a very low pain tolerance. Yep. I'm a big baby. I cry like there's no tomorrow when I have to get blood drawn or get a vaccination. (Getting a flu shot this year for the first time was quite embarrassing.) I don't voluntarily subject myself to needles. (Needlephobic, remember?)

RobbieMax and Will are back with my culinary delight. Then I'm off to Madison.