I'm Just Saying

If by some strange notion you decided to be nice and rub hubbies foot down w/ Ben-Gay, for the love of pete, DO NOT touch your face. Let alone, rub the sleepies out of your eye. Just don't. It's not pretty. Promise. I'm just saying.

I'm providing some good laughs for my co-workers, but I'm so glad that I work for an eye doctor!

Better Late than Never!!!

My mom, sister, niece, and I took off for annual pilgramage to Gatlinburg TN last weekend(well, technically 3 now), and absolutely had a blast. It was a nice break away from 'real life' for a few days, but I really wish that it could've lasted longer. My sister and I even *almost* got the tattoos that we've been talking about for some time.... so much as to checking out the prices. Common sense won out though, and we're totally going to get them done closer to home *just in case*. Ladies, I have not eaten that much in a loooong time (no wonder I was asked the other day if I was prego w/ my 1st or 2nd baby) Also, randomly my BFF from childhood spotted me on the street down there. How great is that. Her and her little prego belly were just about one of the highlights for me. (Also, what's up w/ every other lady being preggers in TN?? Seriously though, it was tough for me to see, and to realize that my hearts desire isn't happening.

I'm going to stop rambling now. See you tomarrow.