My anti-social-ness has cursed me today.
Step 1. Get invited to a NYE gathering.
Step 2. Immediately know you don't want to go, but also don't want to be rude and not go since they were nice enough to invite you.
Step 3. Wonder to yourself if your physical therapy for your neck that day will make you hurt as usual therefor you really
won't want to go. Excuse engaged.
Step 4. Wake up with a super sore neck.
You've jinxed yourself.
Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! .
The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond.
I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places.
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.