Yay me.
I celebrated? With boobie surgery. And all went well, of course, because it's BIRTHDAY MONTH and nothing else would do!
I had to be at the hospital at 7 a.m. Let me reiterate: Seven. A.M. That's EARLY. I don't know when I got home, sometime around Judge Joe Brown, which is in the 3-4 p.m. timeframe. Kenny had the bed all nice and fluffed up for me, turned on mindless Judge shows (I was waiting for Judy, she's my favorite to sleep through), but I was o.u.t. in seconds.
Just got up around 7:00, blogging as I signed up for that blog-a-day-for-a-month thing, and today is Day 1. So here it is, but it's really taking a lot of effort to get this much down, so all you need to know is:
1/ I didn't die today (so far)
2/ It wasn't too bad
3/ Vicodin rocks
4/ Popeye's Chicken seems to be my official "you had a scary day" meal
5/ Kenny had his first day of orientation for his new job at the casino!
6/ My friend The Healthy Hoff is the best!!
7/ Boobie hurts a little bit now, but there's a cure for that
There you go. Aren't you happy now. Ha.
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