Archive for May, 2005

Healing sucks

May 04th, 2005 Comments(2)

Day 2 of the ankle watch.

Who would’ve thought that it hurts more to have Ace bandage on, keeping the injured ankle properly in place, than when it was freely inflamed? I mean, I actually am aware of my injury now. Before, only when it’s really agitated will I feel it.

Nothing reminds you of a bad ankle like running 3 blocks down a steep hill…in Converse…and wearing a 3-inch chunky heels the next day.

And thank god for the weather being warmer here. Or else I’d say fuck it to the whole icing the ankle twice a day thing.

Gimpy

May 03rd, 2005 Comments(0)

Also I forgot to mention.

I went to my doctor this morning to have my bad ankle checked out. After almost 2 years of nagging pain after I twisted it. Apparently, the ankle also has a “tunnel” like carpal tunnel in your wrist. And mine is all aggrevated since then, and haven’t a chance to really heal.

So for the next 6 weeks, I am ordered to take Ibuprofen everyday, ice the ankle twice daily, and keep ankle underwrap with Ace bandage when ever I am on my feet all day. No heels, not even my chunky heels. Nothing that elevate or put strains on my ankle. Obviously no jumping or running or anything high impact like that.

If I come back in 6 weeks and it’s not doing better because I don’t follow her order, she WILL put me in a cast.

“It’s not because the injury is bad,” she said. “But because now you will have to listen to me, or else that cast will stay on forever.”

Another reason why I *love* my doctor.

The Shield

May 03rd, 2005 Comments(0)

Note to self: rent “The Shield” last seasons.

Shane came over to hang out tonight, and got me hooked on 2 shows. HOUSE Md, and The Shield. He is also the one that got me hooked on Nip/Tuck which in turns got me tangled in Rescue Me.

Damn it. I’m becoming a TV addict! Between blogging, house chores, and trying to work out to Carmen Electra’s DVDS, once the all new SciFi Friday arrive, I will never leave the house again. Well, only for groceries and to go to work, I guess.

Which Wench?

May 01st, 2005 Comments(0)

By the way, the Ren Faire pictures are up. And according to the Washing Well Wenches, I am Parsnip!

You are Parsnip!

If you’re a Parsnip, congratulations. Love is in the air and you know how to sniff it.

Naturally talented, cool and confident, you grace the Earth with one hell of a presence, as odd and quirky as it may be. As a sassy lassie, you tempt the strange and exotic out of those in your immediate area and relish in group frenzy. The more pent up aggression and erotic tendencies exposed, the better…as long as it’s somewhat tasteful…maybe…kind of…okay, not really.

What you feel is what you show and you demand nothing less from everyone around you. A feisty root vegetable, you love to eat, drink, and dust…especially tall close-shaven hunks of manhood. As far as your love life goes, you have the luck of the Irish. Men flock against their better judgment because the temptation of a little bit of the Parsnip is strangely too hard to pass up. Unfortunately, you have a wondering eye. Bless your heart…there is just too much tasty candy walking upright in this world. And they just can’t seem to resist the tongue wiggle, the shimmy, and the emphatic verbal analysis that bursts from your soul when they pass by. Damn them…but hey, it’s okay…live it up and be happy…just be sure to manage your plate successfully. What would happen if the mashed potatoes mixed with the peas
and carrots? A whole lot of mush.

And God help the one who trips your proverbial mousetrap. The parsnip is a fine and giving delicacy until it’s been left to boil too long. Bitter, my friends, bitter…But that’s a rarity. For the majority of your life, you will seek truth and tempt fate and seduce glee…all the while loving your cousin and the world
around you.

Oh, and I guess laundry is okay…as long as it’s hot young men you’re doing it for. There has GOT to be a pay off in every part of life.

Which Wench Are YOU? Find out at http://www.washingwellwenches.com

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