March 14, 2011 by Heather
Hiya faithful 16 readers! Ok, that could potentially be just 4 people checking it 4 times a day, which doesn’t sound as promising. BUT, hello to you anyway. One day last week this ol’ floppy blog (?) was viewed 54 times. That would mean that those 4 people checked it…..ok too much math there.
This weekend (Fri, Sat, Sun) I was achy, at best. I seem to have either pulled a muscle or somehow gotten myself a gallstone, because the symptoms match up perfectly. I feel like only old people get those though, so I don’t know. I also don’t know how I could have pulled a muscle that stretches from directly under my gigantic right boob, under my right arm pit, and around to the under side of my shoulder blade. I’m sure there are a lot of doctors who read my blog, so please, give me your thoughts. It is starting to hurt again. I almost used the phrase “flare up” in that sentence, but I didn’t want to give anyone thoughts of genital warts or anything like that.
Miss Mayfield turned #1 this weekend! I took a video of her eating (nay, inhaling) her birthday dinner, but I couldn’t add it on here unless I paid $60 a year for an upgrade. Meh. I might post some photos of it later, but they won’t do it justice. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a can of Pedigree Chicken & Rice in Gravy (BARFBARFBARF), but oh my goodness that dog was in heaven. The sound of her eating it was absolutely hilarious. After letting it settle in her tummy we took her to the soccer field and threw a frisbee while she played monkey in the middle. Then, because she is a big girl now, we let her walk home without a leash. And she did so good! Mommy’s so proud. (barfbarfbarf again).
“Tis a rainy gray day here indeed. This weekend saw some lovely Spring-time weather, what happened to that? I didn’t get to really exercise in it though because of my weird under-boob-armpit-shoulder-blade thing. I did Jillian’s Yoga Meltdown on Saturday thinking it would help, but it only sort of irritated it I think. Uuugghh. I WILL workout today. Mainly because I a.) feel gross, and b.) our end of season cheer par-taaay is tonight and I’m making red velvet cake and cookies and I am gonna need to get a good run in to counteract the thousands of chocolate chips I plan on consuming.
My to-do list is screaming my name.