If my head weren't attached.......
If my head weren't attached, I would most likely......
A. be considered a freak.
B. have the best darn excuse around for being so absent-minded.
C. leave it by accident on the table of a (not so local) coffee shop and somehow still manage to drive all the way home without realizing it.
or
D. All of the above
Although all of these choices would apply, still the best answer is C.
Let me explain....
For the past two Wednesdays I have left something behind at Stitch 'n bitch. The first week it was my wallet. Yes, my wallet. Luckily, the Stitch n Bitch girls had all their heads firmly attached and were able to rush it out to me before I left the parking lot.
Last week I left behind my clapotis. Clapotis (which, by the way) although strangely spelled, is not a female body part! and NO Clapotis is not a sexually transmitted disease! Clapotis rather, is a name (when pronounced correctly) sounds like.........Cluh-poe-tee. It is a french scarf. and here it is pictured in it's full Clapotis knitted glory.
Not my clapotis pictured of course....Because although, I did retrieve another pattern via the internet, and actually finished my clopotis....I just don't like the way it turned out. And am definitely not ready (at the moment) to post a picture of it.
(oh, and before I forget.... Thanks Sue for picking up my pattern and offering to get it to me)
So, with my head being detatched and all......imagine my surprise (after completing clapotis) when I finally woke up, smelled the coffee, and realized that here we are at the end of November. Where did the month go? The last thing I remember was sending my little ones off trick or treating.
"Clone Troupers" Eric and Ian. 'cause it's all about Star Wars.
And...."Spanish Princess" Olivia wearing the costume Nana made.
Okay, so it's the end of November and I am supposed to be looking forward to something. What was that again? No, not Thanksgiving. Because, really now, Thanksgiving is all about the food, and it's kinda hard to get excited in my house over Tofu-rkey. The excitement can only mean one thing. DISNEYWORLD!
Only two days left to go and then it will be vacation time. We leave on Friday. That is the day after tomorrow. YAY! Nine full days of Florida sunshine. I am soooooo looking forward to some tropical weather. Especially, since it has gotten so cold around here.
First we are going to Universal Orlando for four nights, where we will enjoy theme parks like Universal Studios, Islands of Adventure, Sea World and to top it off, we are going to beach ourselves here at Discovery Cove for a day of swimming with fish and dolphins. Eeks! Can it get any better than that?
Then.......off to Disney World for four nights, where we will meet up with our best friends at the happiest place on earth to enjoy character meals and parades and many photo ops. It is gonna get magical real fast here y'all. (It better, 'cause right now I feel like crud. but, more about that later)
Okay, better sooner than later.
I woke up one day last week and could hardly move. My whole body was aching and my head was pounding, but those were the only symptoms. I went to my doctor. He referred me to an Orthopaedic Physical Therapist who put one of my ribs that was out of whack back into it's proper place. Of course I was thinking about Meleah who had just recently shared a similiar rib experience she had. A rib out of place! My God! Who knew that could happen? Okay, so now the pain in my chest is gone, but still my back and neck aches. I go back to the doctor. He draws lots of blood to run tests. Which, BTW, my on-looking children seem to find really fascinatating. (Yes, morbid. I know.) but now, I am considered "cool mom." And the doc sends me home with a prescription for pain pills and a recommendation for a couple of massage sessions at the spa.
Doctors orders honey..........gotta book the massages. Poor me.
Life is hard.... massages doled out by a young hunk named Michael.....and 9 days at DisneyWorld.
What more can a girl ask for? Besides, of course the obvious..... a permanently attached head. But, like that's ever gonna happen.
So bye for now.........I've got a 1:00 appt. with the masseuse.
A. be considered a freak.
B. have the best darn excuse around for being so absent-minded.
C. leave it by accident on the table of a (not so local) coffee shop and somehow still manage to drive all the way home without realizing it.
or
D. All of the above
Although all of these choices would apply, still the best answer is C.
Let me explain....
For the past two Wednesdays I have left something behind at Stitch 'n bitch. The first week it was my wallet. Yes, my wallet. Luckily, the Stitch n Bitch girls had all their heads firmly attached and were able to rush it out to me before I left the parking lot.
Last week I left behind my clapotis. Clapotis (which, by the way) although strangely spelled, is not a female body part! and NO Clapotis is not a sexually transmitted disease! Clapotis rather, is a name (when pronounced correctly) sounds like.........Cluh-poe-tee. It is a french scarf. and here it is pictured in it's full Clapotis knitted glory.
Not my clapotis pictured of course....Because although, I did retrieve another pattern via the internet, and actually finished my clopotis....I just don't like the way it turned out. And am definitely not ready (at the moment) to post a picture of it.
(oh, and before I forget.... Thanks Sue for picking up my pattern and offering to get it to me)
So, with my head being detatched and all......imagine my surprise (after completing clapotis) when I finally woke up, smelled the coffee, and realized that here we are at the end of November. Where did the month go? The last thing I remember was sending my little ones off trick or treating.
"Clone Troupers" Eric and Ian. 'cause it's all about Star Wars.
And...."Spanish Princess" Olivia wearing the costume Nana made.
Okay, so it's the end of November and I am supposed to be looking forward to something. What was that again? No, not Thanksgiving. Because, really now, Thanksgiving is all about the food, and it's kinda hard to get excited in my house over Tofu-rkey. The excitement can only mean one thing. DISNEYWORLD!
Only two days left to go and then it will be vacation time. We leave on Friday. That is the day after tomorrow. YAY! Nine full days of Florida sunshine. I am soooooo looking forward to some tropical weather. Especially, since it has gotten so cold around here.
First we are going to Universal Orlando for four nights, where we will enjoy theme parks like Universal Studios, Islands of Adventure, Sea World and to top it off, we are going to beach ourselves here at Discovery Cove for a day of swimming with fish and dolphins. Eeks! Can it get any better than that?
Then.......off to Disney World for four nights, where we will meet up with our best friends at the happiest place on earth to enjoy character meals and parades and many photo ops. It is gonna get magical real fast here y'all. (It better, 'cause right now I feel like crud. but, more about that later)
Okay, better sooner than later.
I woke up one day last week and could hardly move. My whole body was aching and my head was pounding, but those were the only symptoms. I went to my doctor. He referred me to an Orthopaedic Physical Therapist who put one of my ribs that was out of whack back into it's proper place. Of course I was thinking about Meleah who had just recently shared a similiar rib experience she had. A rib out of place! My God! Who knew that could happen? Okay, so now the pain in my chest is gone, but still my back and neck aches. I go back to the doctor. He draws lots of blood to run tests. Which, BTW, my on-looking children seem to find really fascinatating. (Yes, morbid. I know.) but now, I am considered "cool mom." And the doc sends me home with a prescription for pain pills and a recommendation for a couple of massage sessions at the spa.
Doctors orders honey..........gotta book the massages. Poor me.
Life is hard.... massages doled out by a young hunk named Michael.....and 9 days at DisneyWorld.
What more can a girl ask for? Besides, of course the obvious..... a permanently attached head. But, like that's ever gonna happen.
So bye for now.........I've got a 1:00 appt. with the masseuse.
posted by - LisaD. at 10:50 PM
3 Comments:
Yes, but does Michael know how to do the better than sex cranial massage?
Hope your enjoying the sunshine. I'll be thinking of you as I'm shoveling the sidewalk. Hmm, do you think if I over do the shoveling a bit, perhaps I can get my doctor to prescribe massages for me? Worth a shot.
Kelle, who is still considered a freak show even though her head is still attached, albeit a little cracked and little worse for wear, but it still serves it's purpose, most of the time.
Who's Michael???
Dear B.A.D.,(as in Byron A. Dickinson)
Nothing to be jealous about dear. You know that you are the only hunk for me.
Love,
your Darling Wife
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