There is something about marriage that people don’t tell you: when you or your spouse is ill, it’s not RUDE for the healthy person to ditch the sick one and sleep on the couch. It’s SMART. And I can say this now with great authority. For the past few weeks I’ve had an on-and-off sore… Continue reading The closest I’ll ever come to a TMI:Thursday post
Oh man, I tricked you guys AGAIN didn’t I? Listen, no hard feelings, but I’ve been battling a cold/stomach bug combo for the past few days and so you only get one post per blogs. But, if you want to read about boobs (and you aren’t a male who is related to me) then you… Continue reading A post about boobs
Spring is here (um, well, sort of here–we seem to have skipped it and jumped right into summer weather. I’m not complaining, mind you, it’s just that I kind of like spring. I need transitions people!) and that means that spring allergies are here too! That means that for the next few weeks I’ll be… Continue reading I’ve finally found a use for allergies
…to my 97th birthday celebration. What’s that? Did you not get the memo about me being seriously old? Did you not read the post about the foot rest? Did you skip the post about the acid reflux? Well consider this the post about how I threw my back out. Again. For the second time in… Continue reading You are cordially invited…
For about 8 months now I’ve been meaning to schedule a dentist appointment. There’s no pressing need really, just that 8 months ago I finally got insurance and I needed to schedule a cleaning. Oh, and this one other tiny thing. I need to have my 2 broken front teeth replaced. When I finally got… Continue reading What a difference you see with the dentist
Getting back to real life the day after a sick day, or a vacation day, or even a snow day, is the worst. That day off is never enough. Think back to elementary school sick days (in fact Lauren just talked about this yesterday)–you spent the whole day camped out on the couch, watching cartoons,… Continue reading The day after effect
It seems as though my stomach is staging some sort of revolt, which is clearly not blog fodder–well, not until after the fact anyway. Since I don’t want my stomach to stand in the way of posting/giving you something to comment on since all comments are raising cash for THON, why don’t you all read… Continue reading I’m sorry, why are you revolting?