Blessed Beltane, and Happy May Day! Well, I dragged my ample ass back to the gym for the first time in over a year, since I injured my knee back in January, 2013. I’ve also been slipping on my online
Monday Musing: Nothing as humiliating as a new swimsuit search.
So yesterday I had that most humiliating of experiences, one that ranks right up there with annual pap smears, prostate exams, and having a child under the age of four teach you how to use technology. Yes, I had to
On-on! Holy hashing, Batman!
So I went to my first hash today. If you don’t know what a hash is, they’re world-wide, and they’re drinking clubs with a running problem. LOL They’re bawdy, rowdy, fun as hell (and you don’t have to drink, I
Quitting Cymbalta (so far, so good)…
UPDATE: Today is one week since my last dose of Cymbalta, and actually feeling REALLY good. Mood swings are pretty much gone (although I do keep joking about “not killing” anyone LOL). Hubby said that yes, the past several days
Quitting Cymbalta (and it isn’t pretty).
This pretty much describes me (partly) the past few days. Yes, Hubby is still alive. Sir (lucky Him) is several states and several thousand miles away on vacation and out of harm’s reach… LOL I suppose I should back up
Huh? Hmm.
Well, yesterday as I reported, I tipped the scales at 213.6. When I got on the scale today (yes, I know I’m only supposed to weigh myself on my weigh-in day) I was at 210. Same time of day, nothing