The title of this post? It kind of represents the height of excitement in my life at the moment. Are you thrilled yet? I know MY pulse is racing! (Or maybe that's my medication...)
Here I am, healing like crazy over here. One of my wounds is right over my belly button, and anyone who knows me will tell you that I absolutely DETEST being touched anywhere near my bellybutton. Unfortunately, right now it feels like a small troll is living directly beneath my button incision, poking my button with his little troll pitchfork.
The rest of me is just kind of slow. Would you believe I MISS working out? At this rate, I fear I won't be able to touch my toes again 'til August.
Baby steps. I met with a phenomenal book club last night, and I'm going to plant some seeds this weekend and set up my cute little indoor greenhouse. Do I know how to party or what?!?!
While I do boring stuff like heal and read, check out these amusing links:
Dogs Dressed Like Bees
Cats in Sinks
Fat Mice
A Squirrel with Over 2,000 Costumes
As soon as Daisy decides to cooperate, I'm going to start my own site called "Dogs Pissed Off at the Television (With Occasional Outbursts Directed at the Stereo, Toys, Husbands, and Cheeky Bastards Who Have the Nerve to Walk Their Ugly Dogs Past My House)."
It'll be a long link, but luckily, some genius invented copy and paste. Where would we (a dog dressed like a) bee without it?
Ha. Your level of excitement while in recovery is on par with my normal life.
ReplyDeleteHope you're better soon!
That squirrel link is crazy.
ReplyDeleteDamn little trolls.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, you DO know how to party. Here's to hoping you can work out again soon.
Oh, sigh...you called us phenomenal! It truly was great, and under the intense irrational schedule and dense fog of pain killers I'm suprised you were still able to astonish us with your quirky humor. Damn Trolls!
ReplyDeleteAs promised, I'm about to blog about the exhilerating experience of actually meeting and chatting with a real-life author. Not to be confused with a real-live hitch-hiker!
Oh, and openid has a conspiraracy against my blog so I usually need to enter it manually! sunshinequeen.wordpress.com
OK, so it's not just me. I told my husband that for our 50th anniversary, he can stick his finger in my belly button, but until then it's off limits. He thinks I am totally bizarre for not wanting to be touched there, but it freaks me out. He will dig his finger into his own BB just to prove it can be done and that grosses me out almost as much.
ReplyDeleteI think I am safe on the 50th thing as we got married a few months ago at the ages of 44 and 42.
I may never stop laughing at the "show me another cat in a sink" button.
ReplyDeleteOr about the fact that I have about a half dozen pictures I could totally upload to that site. Who's living the wild life now, huh?
WHAT??? WHHAA???? WOUND? HEALING LIKE CRAZY???
ReplyDeleteDAMN IT, TO HELL, LADY!!
i'm terrible.
I'm catching up RIGHT NOW!
p.s. I rather like the name of your pending site. It's catchy.
I just finished Driving Sideways. I'm from Appleton so I loved all of the Fox Cities references. I love your writing and your sense of humor. I'm so excited you have a blog I can follow too! Hope you're feeling better soon.
ReplyDeleteI hope you're feeling better better better. Sorry you've had to go through this crap.
ReplyDeleteI love your life. now I want you to come visit in July so we can have good times together.
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