Sometimes being so completely lazy and wretched is too much, even for me.
In my usual bi-polar manner, I got out of my sick/I suck bed and became superwoman!
Everything is spic-and-span, I had a great conversation with my lovely friend, Chelle (We have decided to take a yoga class. I’m going to actually try back pain prevention instead of throwing globs of drugs at it after there is a serious problem. FYI…you can always tell when I am on any form of medication by my typing. I bring this up because Jon thinks I should correct the massive amounts of typos in my last few posts. I thought given the amount of painkiller’s I’ve been on, they’ve been swell. I do the same thing on Ambian except I also get sappy…and I am a notorious Ambian emailer. Think of it as “Drink & Dial” and you have the idea. If you have the misfortune of ever receiving one, just ignore them. I am also notorious for the world’s longest use of praethesized tangents…)
Since I have been out of commission (though a really good mom meanwhile, believe it or not) I wanted to go out with my family. We saw decided to see “Doogel”. The whole movie is a Lord of the Rings spoof. Jon Stewart is this evil spring-thing who is only made that way so they could say “One spring to rule them all”. Bizarre.
Jon compared me to the ear-splitting Opera-singing Cow that saves them all by fracturing ice. There was no Hoity-Toity-God-Like-Smarty-Pants character I could compare him to, so I was screwed.
But I digress…
Before the flim we had a nice dinner and then we went to “The Gas Station” where I spend half my life and money (Jonathan says he is going to start calling me “Jay” because there is no way in hell I qualify as “Silent Bob”.). We proceeded to teach Christophee the devious art of sneaking food into movies (Reason 1534 subsection C of Why Loralee Is Going To Hell).