Well, my back still feels like ass. I've been doing more and more walking and normal work each day, in an effort to work the problem out but it's not really getting noticably better. Of course, it feels great after a Vicodin but I can't take those more than once or twice a day. I didn't sleep for shit last night again--I stayed up too late trying to solve a logic puzzle and then had to get up twice to give Wyatt back his blanky. Then DJ (
10from6) woke me up a couple of times with his ass in my back. Blah blah blah...it sucks.
We had to get up early this morning since DJ had to take Leah to the oral surgeon. She has to have two teeth pulled this morning. Poor kid--she's going to feel awful when she gets home. Unfortunately, we have to go back to town this afternoon and get groceries and David Gray.
Yesterday Tyler and I were watching VH1 and we saw the video for David Gray's "The One I Love". It was so great and I was so excited. Well, knowing that VH1 are repeat whores, I figured that if I tuned in at the same general time this morning I could see it again. Of course they didn't show it. I got to see a buncha bullshit like Gwen Stefani (and why wouldn't I want to see that video for the hundreth time?), Switchfoot, Nickelback, Natasha Bedingfield, etc. I cursed the VH1 programmers and turned the tv to Dora the Explorer for Wyatt. It was so great--yesterday when the David Gray video was on, Wyatt climbed up on the couch and sat perfectly still and quiet, watching it with me. I listen to David Gray so often that it just makes sense that Wyatt would like it too.
Tyler and I watched Survivor last night. I was really pessimistic about this new season but we really liked it, in spite of them bringing Stephanie and Bobby Jon back for another go round. The 11 mile trek looked really awful and reminded me once again while I will never apply for Survivor. My husband should apply for Survivor--I honestly think that he would win if he could get on the show.
I took this last week: