So many thoughts, so little time to write it all down.
It certainly doesn't help that I am addicted to Snood
Yes, it's official. I need a 12-step program. Or is that a 10-step program?
And to make matters worse, I am legit.
I registered and paid my $14.95.
Seemed only right after playing almost 600 games for nothing
And I got tired of the little song and dance and bad poetry "commericals
" that popped up about every three or four games to remind to me register.
So much has happened since I lost my days to the reorg at work.
Where do I even start?
I guess I should get the story of the The Ankle out of the way.
Two Fridays ago, I twisted my ankle as I stepped off the curb on my way home from a massage.
I guess I was way too relaxed but not so much that I didn't feel the pain.
The pain was like...*&^%&$*%
You get the idea.
Swollen for about a week.
A little bruising toward the end.
Then this past Saturday, on my way to Reggie Lewis to watch the Boston Indoor Games
, I stepped on uneven sidewalk and, yup... I twisted the same stupid ankle again! ARG!!!!
A little more swelling, a little more bruising and another week of not running
So not happy.
And just so we all know... that is why you won't hear about running for yet another week.
So. Don't. Even. Ask.
On another note, before I forget...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AMANDA PANDA!!! :o))
And another one...
CONGRATULATIONS, CHER!!! I am WICKED PROUD!
[Damn. I gotta get better to get running again so I can eventually step up training....]
I must say that I am very pleased with DVR. We record almost everything....and fast forward through the commericals
. And when we watch something live, both Joseph and I have reached for the remote control to fast forward ... and can't. ARG
!!! I am SO offended when I have to sit through the damn commercials!!!
A new tv show about a blind police detective. Blind. With Seeing Eye Dog. As in completely CONSPICUOUS. Right.