It hurt, horribly.
I saw spots and thought someone had put two pieces of wood on either side and began to push.
I have never had one before.
I hope I never have one again.
So, that leads me to this point.
I am a bit behind. I didn't realize it, but I am not done doing the following:
Baking Candy Cane cookies to share.
STILL getting out some more Christmas cards.
Cleaning the house.
Planning and getting dad's gift ready for his 60th birthday Friday.
Enrolling my child for school next year. I have to do some reading and paperwork and that can't happen while I am teaching.
Getting ready for a small dinner party-no frills, just fun.
On a lighter note, Benjamin has informed me he likes rap. I might have told you that. Don't stress-we're not jammin to LL Cool Jay or FiftyCents. Whatever his version of rap is comes on HisRadio.
He is also interested in going to "Goldies" to work out over the Christmas holidays.
He said he would do it all of Christmas so his muscles would be really big when he went back to school.
I have a 6 year old rap lovin' Gold gym groupie on my hands.
This could be dangerous.