Anybody want a bike? Metallic green. Boys bike. Mongoose? We’ve got one that’s been sitting in our garage since last May and I’d love to get rid of it so I could quit tripping over the damn thing. LB had a bike riding field trip at the end of last school year and the coaew brought it over. No helmet, of course. Who needs a helmet? Not her kids! Anyhoo, the field trip was canceled but the bike still sits here. The boys don’t ride bikes here. Our street is too busy and I don’t trust them to not get their fool selves ran over. That shit isn’t happening on my watch! We’re getting a new washer/dryer (wooooo hooooo!) on Wednesday and would like to get unneccesary items out of the garage. We left it out for her to pick up on Saturday morning when she dropped off the boys and then again today to get it after school. I’m going to ask LB tomorrow if he wants the bike anymore (I think it may be too small for him now.) and if he doesn’t we’re donating it somewhere if it isn’t picked up by this weekend. We’re not running a storage unit here. Despite what the place looks like.

My chiropractor rocks. My left flipper has been pretty useless since last Wednesday. If I moved it or straightened it out, it hurt like hell and the rest of the time is was a screaming throb. I’d been holding it up near my body kind of like a Tyrannosaurus Rex to keep the pain down. (and I was really making a face like that too) I left work early Friday because I thought I’d swing by his office and get things fixed but they were closed. Left early today (after making an appointment) and now am much better. I’m looking forward to sleep tonight that isn’t interrupted every time I move because it feels like someone is stabbing me.

We went to a big car show in Orlando on Sunday and I actually wore my arm in a freaking sling because it kept it from hurting so badly. I looked like the biggest dork on the planet. LB delighted in following me and taking my photo when I wasn’t looking.

The stairwell at work smells funny. Like a douche. Not a strawberry one. A pickle one. I hold my breath when I’m in there. It is disgusting.

Oh! Speaking of that place! I won a trip to a theme park and am going there on Thursday! A paid day at a theme park! Of course, I will have to do whatever I’m told (everyone picked from work has to go as a group) and will have to make idle chit-chat with people but anything is better than answering the phone in Cubeville for 10 hours. I think…

You know what I have discovered on eBay? Tiny paintings and drawings. ACEO cards. I am addicted. Sweety says it’s better for me than heroin. See this little Mouse Fairy? I will be sitting by the computer, ready to snipe that cute little sucker at 5 p.m. on Saturday! It will be the perfect match for my Bunny Fairy. (I managed to snipe that original painting when it was up for auction.) Wootie woot! I am an eBay ninja.

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