at the seams…or so it seems.
I don’t mean to complain. But…I’m going to!
My heel hurts. I know!! Crazy thing to hurt. But OWIE!!
It started during the summer. Right after I wore these super cute, light blue leather and wood, 4 inch mules. SO HAWT! They KILL my feet though. But…it’s not about how they feel, right? It’s about how great they look with jeans!!
Can’t wear them anymore. They left me crippled. I hobble. I limp. I wince in pain when I put pressure on the poor little apendege. SIGH.
And then there is my right hip.
Did I NOT TELL YOU that I’m falling apart?
I think that, an injury I had around 9 years ago…when shaking my bon-bon with my children to Ricky Martin, I completely KILLED my right hip…and it has come back, in full force…to remind me that I’m getting old and arthritis is sinking in. GAH!!
We need to hold a vigil for my little Mac. Remember when, about a year ago…back on *whispers Such Simple Pleasures* my youngest little darling DUMPED my laptop on the floor…leaving poor little Mac twisted and broken (like me 🙁 )? Well…the poor little thing never fully recovered…and I’m not talking about my son and the ass whooping that I gave him!!
My darling Mac.
Is back in the…gasp…computer emergency room. The prognosis…it’s grim. *shakes head in denial* I can’t imagine life without my little Mac.
If Mac dies.
Looks like hubby is going to have to cough up some dough for a new one.
After all…it was HIS son that destroyed MY DARLING computer, in the first place!