Packin' On The Pounds

Well, I know it's a little early, but I've started putting on the obligatory layer of winter-warming fat. It's really due more to the fact that I injured my back and my activity has been very limited, than the fact that it turned cold in August in Michigan this year. However, admittedly, I've been highly tempted by all the delicious fall foods. Daily pots of fresh applesauce, homemade apple pie, warm chocolate chip cookies to warm the hands and bellies....seriously, the melt in your mouth-goodness-list goes on and on. So anyway, I'm definitely feeling it and I don't see any change in the near future, after all, the holidays are fast approaching. Bleaders, if you don't have a vintage Betty Crocker cookbook, you just don't know the deliciousness that I can come up with to make every day, not just the holidays, cheerier! Between Vintage Betty and a cookbook by the up-north rural Churchladies, the J household is sure to look roly and poly when we emerge again in the spring. Can I get an Oink Oink!

It's That Time Of Year Again

The time of year when I request a weekly (or daily) spending limit be placed on the Playmobil website. Clearly, they don't reply to my requests. Letting me loose on that website is like letting me loose in the Grand Traverse Pie Company with no calorie limit, have you seen their Dutch Apple Pie? I can't get enough of Playmobil. I love everything about it. The themes, the accessories, the size, the smell, the taste. I seriously want to eat every last piece of it. I love it so much I feel the need to squeeze the shit out of it. Everytime I see something on the website, I think about how much fun I'm going to have on Christmas morning putting it together and setting it up. Obviously, the amount of fun I'm going to have in those two areas is a huge determining factor if I decide to buy it for the kids. Or if I decide to talk the kids into loving it and letting them know they will need it for their lives to be complete.

Frankenstein Has The Music In Him

Both kids looked fantastic this Halloween. What's most amazing though is the huge repertoire of dance moves that Frankenstein has in him. He just can't keep from shaking those hips and showing a little sass. Oh, Sassy Frankenstein, show me more of your Egyptian dance. Let me also point out, that huge hair on Bride of Frankenstein, it's all hers, no wigs for A.

Don't Breathe, Breathe

Well Bleaders, as you can see, today was x-ray day. I should've had them taken yesterday, but clearly, I was far too exhausted to get over there....literally. So today I decided to go directly after waking up. Well, that's not entirely true, I should say after getting around, I've been awake since 3 am. I think I got a good solid 4 hours before I woke up though, so high five that.

As you can see, I'm grinning and baring it. Actually, mostly I'm just grimmacing. The x-rays were in fact taken lying down, not a good position for me. They asked if I could be pregnant before we got started. Ha! If Vader shifts positions in bed and jostles me a little bit I'm near tears & awake for the next 2 hours. I can't do anything that involves undressing, lying down, sitting down, rolling over, bouncing, twisting, bending, or any variety of movements that would in some way cause my hips to move my legs in an outward position rather than straight ahead. With this laundry list of pain provokers, it was easier to just say, "No, I'm not a masochist."

New Pictures From My Life....Coming Soon

I have lots of fun ideas for the Pictures From My Life series. I just have to get my hip feeling a little better so that I can actually set something up. I know, I know, what's the problem? Why did I have kids if not to do my bidding, right? Well, true as that is, they just don't understand the finer points of the photography of my life. There has to be some humor in it, it's just very complicated. The humor of elementary aged children is centered around farts and boogers and frankly, that just doesn't photograph well.

New Name

Well Readers, I've decided you need a new name. I'm bored with Readers. So, I've decided you shall be called Bleaders. You know, for Blog Readers, nice and simple. It was either that or get all complicated with Blogging Mastered, but it came out as Basterd (sic), or BMs, so I decided Bleaders was my best option. If you prefer to be called a Bastard, or even a BM, let me know I'll be happy to oblige.

What I Wouldn't Give For A Good Nap

Where have I been you ask? Well, I've been doing a lot of standing around. Seems that's all that I can really do anymore for any length of time. You may remember that I injured my back a couple of months ago. There are lovely pictures of me crawling up the stairs. Anyhu, it's still not better. My back is, but the remaining injury to my hip is sending these lovely shooting pains down to my ankle if I try to sit, or drive, or sleep. Hell, even if I try to sit and pee. None of this is working for me. I'm in pain constantly, I can't sit for long so I'm broke because I can't get on ebay, plus I'm completely exhausted because I haven't had a decent night's sleep in 2 months,. What kind of bullshit is it that I can't lie down, whoever heard of an injury that consisted of only being able to stand all the time? I'm learning to deal with it, I mean, what choice do I have? I stand or walk as much as I can throughout the day, the problem is, it makes me even more tired and then....oh yea, I can't lie down. Then I try to think of ingenius ways to work around the pain. The problem again is, I'm so damn tired, I can't come up with anything. It's gone on for too long, I'm wiped out. I finally broke down and went to the doctor yesterday. Who knows what will come of it, I just want to be able to do something besides stand without biting my tongue to keep from crying. At this point, I just need reassurance that this isn't going to be my life, that this will get better and I can return to my bed to catch up on a lot of lost sleep.