and a tub of French onion dip can’t cure.

I’d like to begin this beautifully chilly Caturday post by wishing a very Happy Birthday to Ida von Blitzenstein. Be sure to do so as well.

I can hardly wait to see her and the Don Chulius next month. Somebody’s getting a Heinie I’m so stoked.

I spent as much of yesterday as I could resting.

Ugh.

Resting is so dumb. I suck at it. I just want my back to not be busted so I can do stuff like a normal person again. This is so lame. Literally. It has started to affect my ability to walk. I blame overly tight hip flexors. But it hurts to stretch.

Ugh.

Today is a busy day.

First up, after breakfast that is, is my psych evaluation. Is it wrong to be excited about this? Perhaps I’m actually excited by the fact that this ball is finally gonna get a start for to do the rolling. Perhaps I’m excited because I love answering questionnaires. For real. I love it. Hence going to see a shrink.

After getting my head shrunken, I am going to lunch with the family as an early celebration of Word to Me’s birthday. Family time. Hence me going to see a shrink.

After that, I’m hoping to take a nap.

And then nachos.

Possibly nerd time.

Tomorrow is more of this cod-awful rest bullshit.

See ya’ on Monday.

More soon. ~SC