Hump Day!

I dunno if you can tell by the photo above, but this post isn't about poker; it's about Wednesday! It's Wednesday...and man am I tired and achy. The knee thing just isn't going away and I think it may be time to get the ole cortizone like shot in my knees.  I chickened out the last time the ortho doctor offered it.

"We can do it right now!"

I'm normally not a chicken but the thought of jamming a needle INTO my knee joint....my already achingly painful knee joint, was just too much so I didn't.  Now I'm thinking differently.  I'm sure it's still acting up because I've just been ignoring it, like I would a naughty child.  I will  NOT entertain bad behavior from kids or knees and tend to not give out attention for negativity, which is why I went to the mall last night.

Actually, I went to the mall cuz Sugar Bear asked me too.  He's decided he needs loads of sweat pants because they're more comfy to wear to school than jeans.  Ack!  He does have a couple of pairs but whatever, I told him I'd go get him a new pair.  As I was leaving he said...

"Mom, I need FIVE pairs of sweatpants.  Get me 5 of them PLEASE."

"What? Um, no."

"YOU HAVE TO."

So I went and shopped.  I started with Old Navy thinking they'd be cheaper there but they were $20.  I grabbed one pair.  Then onto Aeropostale and the sweatpants there (the cool ones) were on sale for $18! Originally priced at $30, so I got him 2 pairs and hobbled home.  (okay maybe not hobbled but close.  I like to be dramatic!)

I thought 3 pairs was very generous of me, but I knew a certain someone who wouldn't be of the same opinion.  I got home and said "I bought you a pair of sweatpants." (technically true)

Did you get me 5 pairs?

NO

Did you get me 4 pairs?

NO

Did you get me 3 pairs?

YES

YAYYYYY!

I told him that when I was a kid Nana would never in a million years get me 5 pairs of any pants just because I asked and he was very lucky to get 3 at once.  Plus I was achy and all I wanted to do was NOT go to the mall but stay home.

Speaking of not staying home, guess where I'm going today after work?  I'm leaving work early because Cranky Baby is picking me up and we're going to visit Gary!  Yes, The Crafty Southpaw! 

Ahhh another blogger being my driver.  :)  I can so get used to this.  Cranky you're in good company with Gary, Poker Grump, Rob the Tit Guy, Waffles and Wolfie - my most favorite driver of all.  So we're heading down to the biggest little state in the union to spread cheer and whatnot.

BTW Gary's doing great!  When I first saw him he was in really tough shape but even then I knew and I think I told him, that he would be okay.  The best news of all is Gary passed a swallow test yesterday.  (heh - insert dirty joke) which means for the first time in two weeks he was going to be able to eat something for dinner!  That "something" was a chocolate malted courtesy of his wifey.  Can you imagine not drinking or eating anything for two weeks?  Me neither, but the fucker looks like he lost a TON of weight.  Damn!  I need a doctor to stop me from putting things in my mouth too!  (dirty joke in 3-2-1....)

Plus he's going home in a couple of weeks, his voice sounds better every time I talk to him and he's walking!  Huge, huge progress.

BTW When I last visited him (with Cricket!) he was wearing a Very Josie tshirt, which he won from winning my private tourney on full tilt years ago.  Awwww Of course I was complaining that he isn't available to drive me around lately (natch) and he replied....from his wheel chair..."Well maybe I could drive an automatic..." lol

Hmmm what else is going on on Hump Day? I want to spread some cheer on Waffles.  He's just so down and overwhelmed by everything.  I think it all really sucks.  So everyone, go visit Waffles' blog to cheer him up.  Just tell him he's sexy.  That ought to do it.

Ack, it's still only Wednesday.  I wish it was the weekend or better yet, next week.

Hump smart.

Josie