I was complaining to my mom about the pain a few days ago. She asked me if I had a heating pad, since she knows that heat can help. I said I wasn't sure where it was.
Today, a box arrived from amazon. Three heating pads in various sizes with various features.
Aww, you have a good mom, Hil! I hope they help.
Sometimes moms are really good
One of them has a timer, which means I can go to sleep with the heating pad on my back without having to worry about getting burned. I didn't know those even existed.
I just received a very sweet thank you note from my nephew via his mom's facebook account for the Pi day shirt.
I'm torn between trying to get some sleep tonight and just giving up on the whole concept.
I'm watching Sober House. Andy Dick is apologizing to people that he hurt while he was drunk. Just found out that he once kicked his assistant out of the car and drove away, at 2 in the morning in the middle of Death Valley.
I'm torn between trying to get some sleep tonight and just giving up on the whole concept.
Getting at least a little bit of sleep would be better than no sleep, right?
The VH-1 censors are nuts. On a show I was watching last night, they bleeped "cracker" but left in "honky." And now, they just bleeped "Jesus Christ!" shouted in frustration.
I had to google ghillie suits, and THOSE are fucked up.
I'm proud of myself for knowing this! I think I saw it on the Military Channel.
The VH-1 censors are nuts. On a show I was watching last night, they bleeped "cracker" but left in "honky." And now, they just bleeped "Jesus Christ!" shouted in frustration.
I've seen them cut out the fart sound from Blazing Saddles. It's bizarre and arbitrary sometimes.