OK, here I go again
So I'm going to attempt to post on something resembling a regular basis, but I make no promises. And looking back on that sentence, I make no promises as to grammer or spelling either. So here's what's happening.
With Michael--not to be confused with my brother of the same name. Things are going really well. I know I haven't mentioned him on here before, which is pretty remarkable considering we've been together for the better part of a year and a half. More on him some other time
Me--Just finished my first of three semesters of Massage Therapy school. If all goes well, I should be able to graduate in a year.
Yesterday--So I'm not entirely sure how I managed it, but I hit myself in the side of the eye with a wooden hanger, which luckely only resulted in a couple superficial scratches on my eye lid and below it. The gods were merciful, and today its not that bad. Anyway, longish story short, I was in the laundry room, which has a drying rod that is slghtly too high for me (being hung from the ceiling). The shirt was stubbon, I pulled, and as the shirt came off the hanger, the hanger came off the rod...that'll teach me to make Michael get me my clothes from down there.
Also as an aside...that was the best Super Bowl game I have ever seen!!! Michael and I were lucky enough to see it with some friends at their place, and let me tell you, they have the most ginormous TV. It must be like 60 inches or something. I've got to say, I was rooting for the underdog, so the outcome was nice for me.
With Michael--not to be confused with my brother of the same name. Things are going really well. I know I haven't mentioned him on here before, which is pretty remarkable considering we've been together for the better part of a year and a half. More on him some other time
Me--Just finished my first of three semesters of Massage Therapy school. If all goes well, I should be able to graduate in a year.
Yesterday--So I'm not entirely sure how I managed it, but I hit myself in the side of the eye with a wooden hanger, which luckely only resulted in a couple superficial scratches on my eye lid and below it. The gods were merciful, and today its not that bad. Anyway, longish story short, I was in the laundry room, which has a drying rod that is slghtly too high for me (being hung from the ceiling). The shirt was stubbon, I pulled, and as the shirt came off the hanger, the hanger came off the rod...that'll teach me to make Michael get me my clothes from down there.
Also as an aside...that was the best Super Bowl game I have ever seen!!! Michael and I were lucky enough to see it with some friends at their place, and let me tell you, they have the most ginormous TV. It must be like 60 inches or something. I've got to say, I was rooting for the underdog, so the outcome was nice for me.