This morning, as I was taking the girls to day care, Monica said "I hate rainy days AND Mondays." I started singing that song, and she was unimpressed. I understand the feeling sis, I really do.
Kevin had an epidural in his upper back today. He's supposed to get three over the course of 3 months. I had to go with him, to drive him home, just in case. Some people experience numbness sometimes. He didn't. It's a 60-75% chance at a fix (not really permanent, but some folks get several years relief from it) and it's a starting point in "pain management". I nagged him forever to go to the doctor and *really* tell him everything, and he finally did. There is no reason to spend your whole life in pain.
I have stuck to the diet for 3 days, no slips. No workout yet...still plotting and planning (sounds like excuses from a fat chick, huh?)
Rainy Days and Mondays The Carpenters
"Talking to myself and feeling old
Sometimes I'd like to quit
Nothing ever seems to fit
Hangin' around, nothing to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
What I've got they used to call the blues
Nothing is really wrong
Feeling like I don't belong
Walking around some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you
It's nice to know somebody loves me
Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do
To run and find the one who loves me
(*) What I feel is come and gone before
No need to talk it out
We know what it's all about
Hanging around, nothing to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
Funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me
Repeat (*)
Hangin around, nothing do to but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down"
1 comment:
Too funny. It has been cool reading about yoru family. . .
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