Flippy - I Rant, You Read
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Quick Late Night Update
I’ve had lots to say, but have been too lazy to say it. Mostly still, kittens, kittens, kittens. For more pictures, check out my photo gallery and Leigh-Ann’s Flickr account - her pictures are better than mine. I think we’ve finally discovered the difference in photos between our two cameras. At least it’s the more expensive one that takes the better pictures.
I’m still in leg/butt pain, but next Thursday I’m finally having the selective nerve root block aka the lumbar injection. I stopped going to the chiropractor after Xmas because I had a cold, but when I got better I decided to continue my chiro hiatus because I want to see if the injection will help get rid of the pain by itself. I also quit taking the Lyrica. Cold turkey. I’m pretty sure I was supposed to feel something when I stopped taking it (I’ve been on it for almost three months), but at the very very most, I feel slightly nauseous occasionally. I’m not sure that after the first couple of weeks, it kept helping me. Last week I was in the same amount of pain as I am this week, without the Lyrica. Also, my insurance wasn’t paying for it and it’s $140/month. I’ll keep my fingers crossed for the injection working.
Leafs. Suck. Oh my how they suck right now. Too many injuries, not enough of previous seasons’ Mats Sundin - you know, when he scored and did good stuff and all. Too much Ed Belfour, not enough Tellqvist. I never ever ever thought I’d say that. I miss Darcy and Eric and Bryan, and for that matter, Joe Nieuwendyk, Gary Roberts & Alexander Mogilny.
Television has been yummy. American Idol is back, 24 is back, Gilmore Girls, Lost, Veronica Mars soon...and two shows I’m recording to watch later because celebrities falling down on the ice = funny (Skating w/ the Celebrities) & Love Monkey, because Tom Cavanagh ("Ed") is dreamy, in a dorky way.
My next Idiot of the Day will be Mike Vanderjagt, the Colts kicker who shanked an easy kick they needed to tie the game and then blamed the “Lord” for not being with the team. Well yeah, dolt, the “Lord” was busy with ME last week, getting me those lumbar injection appointments. You, you were playing a GAME. And you were being paid A LOT of money. But you know what, I’ll be fair and let Peyton Manning join you, since he blamed his choking on his offensive line. Yes, Mr. Chokes in Playoffs, it wasn’t you that lost the game, it was all them.
I’m gonna have a new giveaway open up next week!
I’m gonna actually do all of my book reviews within the next week.
Here’s a Daily Factoid (I am SO behind) - Your skeleton keeps growing until you are about 35, then you start to shrink. I’m shrinkinggggggg. Oh crap, I am not. That’s another complaint I have. The lack of mobility, the holidays and perhaps the Lyrica have made me gigantic. This is not acceptable, as I have nothing to wear! So, starting February 1st, it’s Operation Get Back Into My Pants. Not you, me.
I think I’m actually going to BlogHer - I made my room reservation and everything. If you’re reading, why don’t you come too? You know, except for my dad, because he doesn’t have a blog. It’s Friday July 28 and Saturday July 29, 2006, in San Jose, CA. Be there.
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Yippee! Not the pain, the BlogHer. I love your kittens. This all sounds a little dirty doesn’t it?
jess on 01/19 at 05:51 AM -
Poor Leafs. Poor us. Poor you with your pain-I am keeping my fingers, toes and eyes crossed that this nerve block works!
helly’s mom
on 01/19 at 09:02 AM -
I’ve been having trouble commenting lately, but as I said, I’m going to try to make up for it. In addition to Blogher, why don’t y’all come down to Atlanta in May?? Blogher would be very exciting. If I didn’t have a job or a child, I could easily, happily, spend about eight hours a day reading blogs. I’ll think seriously about Blogher. I’ve got my fingers crossed for you for Thursday.
Nancy on 01/23 at 03:35 AM
