Just getting around to having a few minutes to write this up...Rock had a motorcycle accident 2 weeks ago. We're calling him 'Skippy' given the way he started out walking with his leg in a cast. Shattered ankle, broken collarbone but otherwise OK.

His words? 'Wear your helmet!'

He's a walking testament to having your life saved by having on your protective gear. He hit the back of a truck and catapaulted over it into oncoming traffic. And he's here to relive the story.

Today was his first day out for walk. And where did he go? Starbucks! Never mind the old, 'I'd walk a mile for a Camel!' He went 4 blocks for a Grande Vanilla Latte!

Lots of family volunteered to come and help out. We've had the oddest assortment of waitstaff these past weeks. And, I've had to learn to cook!

Thanks to all the well-wishers and helpers! We couldn't do it without you!