High hopes.
Today was supposed to be movie day, but instead, I had my first lumbar cortisone injection. Sounds scary, but it's all done under anesthesia so I remember practically nothing except waking up thinking Mollie was sitting on me (she does that). I'm saying "Mollie get offa me" and the doctor & anesthesiologist were LOL. Yeah, a movie would have been more fun, but this has given me high hopes. I can almost visualize leaving the house without a cane and sleeping in my bed all night for the first time in 3 months. Follow-up in 2 weeks.
Milestone: 50 lbs gone. Bless Weight Watchers... I think I finally get it. Packed up 4 boxes of clothes for a local women's shelter. For the first time in 10 years I can wear everything in my closet... which isn't much. Mmmm. I smell shopping.
CSI. After moaning and groaning all last season about how the writers had lost their way and the characters having no real sense of direction it seems that there is a new committment. Five eps in and I'm back to counting the seconds till next week (remember that?) I'm beginning to obsess about Billy's dimple again. ::sigh::
Weather is so gorgeous I can hardly contain myself. And baseball. Cards/Tigers. Bring it on. Yeah, I keep saying how much I hate StL, but I'm developing some warped attachment to them. I almost wish they'd win and get it over with... but I'm torn because I like Detroit. Cubs fans who root for StL end up at the bottom of Lake Michigan.