For the record I am actually quite funny. I realize that some of these posts are, well, rather depressing...as in jump off the nearest bridge depressing, yikes. So before I give you my next wha wha story I just want it to go on record that, well, I am actually quite funny.I threw my back out. I don't even know what that means, at least I didn't until a day ago and now, oh my goodness...ouch!!! I put my baby girl in her highchair and couldn't get her out. Yep, poor girl kept saying, "Out Mama," and I kept saying, "Um, I'm not sure how I'm going to do that...but I love you, and now I must either call the fire department or your father." And as much as I dig the whole uniform thing, I thought it would be slightly embarrassing to call 911 to get my baby out of her high chair. I did figure out how to get her out since waiting the hour that it takes my husband to get home would have been a whole lot of cookies (for her and me).
Once my hubby got home I layed on my back and looked at the view below for a couple hours thinking, "Wow, I really should've done a better job painting those line"...yep, pretty exciting.
UGH.....getting older sucks.....see, wasn't that funny.