Oh god.

Hm. In other news that is likely only funny to me, I received the following email from my SIL:

This is important to the story I am telling below: Jason gave Gavin a bath and got him ready for bed last night.

This morning as I was changing Gavin’s diaper, I was very preoccupied thinking about my day’s activities. As he was bare bottomed on the mat out of the blue I hear him say, “I have balls.” I said,”What did you say?” He looked up at me and said, “I have balls.” I thought, wow I wasn’t hearing things. I said, “Actually you have testis.” Trying to keep it technical and not dirty. He said very matter of factly, “No, I have balls.”

Enough said. Where did he learn this tidbit? I am sure their name begins with a J.

I can't get over this disease. Muscle to bone...it boggles my mind.

Wow, that is seriously freaky.

That sounds like it could be the basis for some Greek myths, only turning to bone instead of stone.

Several pages of the tacky lawn ornaments for Allyson: [link]

Don't miss the lighted flamingoes: [link]

and the guy who'd most recently broken his nose said it didn't really matter since they couldn't fix anything until the swelling went down.

That's true. They don't even take an x-ray until the swelling goes down (three days or so). You could've just split the cartilage instead of breaking the bone. That happens also.

I got hit in the face at a high school dance, and have a deviated septum to this day as a result. I don't remember if xrays found no breakage, or just a hairline fracture.

I also got in trouble with the principal for understating how serious it was - he kinda' freaked when I had to go get xrays....

ita, I have a fandom friend with that. It's the only reason I knew it existed before the recent discovery.

For Allyson: [link]

What is the point of this tatoo? [link]

came from here: [link]

eta: 1st link just a tiny bit not worksafe - has chicks in skimpy clothes....

I'm all about understating school injuries (did that when I stabbed myself with a rusty compass (it's really irritating that compass means so many things). It's been 30 years, and you can still see just where I punctured my finger.

Tommy, howinhell did you get hit in the face at a dance? What were you doing?