I Want Everyone to Care About My Kneecaps

My knees are bad. They hurt and I move slow. This runs in direct opposition to my spazzy spazzy self.

Today I got to see the x-rays of what my knees look like - Holy Crap! (I capitalized for emphasis.)
I'm too young for new knees - hooray! So, rather than surgery (been there, done that) I will be taking steroids to help alleviate the inflammation. Heads up, this time tomorrow, I may be a man.

So, now begins the transformation which not only includes steroids, but physical therapy and swimming. This is good.

Such is the way with Google, I've now Googled kneecap x-rays and read what the procedure is if this therapy doesn't work. I'm crossing my fingers here, because being a man is a small price to pay when faced with the alternative.

Getting older isn't always the most fun. Sneezing creates a whole new adventure. Whatevs.

~ch

I Can't Self-Regulate

All school year long, I dream of summer. During the school year, I work many (MANY) hours - and I love it. Though, I am exhausted and excited when I can control my own time in the summer.
Then summer actually arrives...
Week 1 - I'm up early. Coffee made. New books downloaded onto the Kindle. Big plans to join a swim class and go to the gym (when I feel like it) and cook meals at home.
Reality - I let my defenses down and become a gross ball of sickness who sleeps in and doesn't get dressed until late morning.
Week 2 - Feeling better (lingering cough). No laundry done. I have done dishes and I did cook dinner last night. Go me.
Week 3 - Coming up. I'm going to the dentist. I used to be fine with the dentist. I love my dentist. But then BAM! Now I'm a nervous Nelly. They're going to gas me. We'll see how that goes.

Until then, I feel like I'm one Cheeto away from being this guy...

Bye,
~ch

Crooks Have Upset My Plans

Go away crooks. I have no time for you.

Plans for today was to finally go to a yoga class - It's on a rooftop with beer. That's a pretty awesome plan!

Nope. My card was skimmed and now, it's off to the bank instead. Jerks. 

Unrelated, I made hotdogs for breakfast this morning. They were wonderful.

Also, I need to find a pair of Chaco's that fit me. They look like they'd make your feet stink... anyone have experience with this?

~ch

Well, Hello There My Blog

This took way too long to gain access to my blog.

After much ado - it was worked out.

ANYWHO....

What prompted my blog from the dead? Foster Farms chickens. What the Hell is going on over at the #FosterFarms plant off of 9th street? I had to drop by Avery Square this morning and the moment the car door was opened my gag reflex kicked in. I know a meat packing plant is bound to have a bad smell now and then, but this was beyond acceptable. 

Yours,

~ch

I Forgot I had a Blog

Just checking this thing out. I now have a computer to work on and write papers and stuff... Honestly, I don't know what I would say that would be worthy of reading. Feel free to move on to the next thing far more interesting.
Thank you.