Thursday, February 28, 2013

Rest Easy

I'm sure you have heard.

Guido is back home.

If you're not a Brewers fan, he is the Italian sausage in our beloved racing sausages.

Apparently, he was forced to join some seedy underbelly of society that kidnaps meat products and takes them barhopping.  Well, the seedy underbelly doesn't exist but he was taken from his home and taken to a tavern or two.


Read more about it here.
That's Guido in the lead.

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Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Once Again, I'm Late To The Ball


So I just finished watching the Oscars tonight and I have just a few thoughts.

Yeah, yeah, I know. I am a few days late but I had to work Sunday night.

First off, I hated Seth McFarlane as host. I never liked him to begin with and this gig just cemented his status as total @$$hat.

Secondly, the show was boring. Of corse it was long, but it just seemed even more so with the aforementioned host and horrible jokes. Old Bill Shatner really didn't add anything to it either.

Third, I kept getting distracted by the girl in the wedding dress in the front row every time they panned over the crowd. If you're thinking of Jennifer Lawrence, you're wrong. Amy Adam's dress practically went across the aisle.



If that's not a wedding dress then I'll sell my husband's first born.



Another thing: Why does Kristen Stewart's eye makeup always look like the morning after a slutty drunken night out?



It doesn't look as bad in this photo. However, every time they showed Steven Spielberg I just wanted to take a wipe and clean that up. A smoky eye is fine but she just goes to far under her eye with it.


Lastly: Jennifer Lawrence.

I love her. Her fall was a misfortune but she just handled it perfectly. I wish I could put a video on here but I'm posting this from my iPad and don't know how. I loved her comment when they gave her the standing ovation. She is the kind of girl I want to be friends with.

That's all and have a great night.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Holy Hip Pain, Batman!

I often say things that sound downright inappropriate when taken out of context.

For example, the other day Ken and I were heading out of a restaurant and I just said to him, "I'm awfully tight.  I need you to loosen me up."

His response: "Why would you even say that in public?"

Cue the snickering couple right behind us.


That conversation happened to refer to my hip flexor on my left side.  It's so tight that I am in almost constant pain.  I've been doing stretches, yoga, and physical therapy exercises to loosen this up but it doesn't seem to be helping.  After five days of this, it actually seems to be getting tighter.

So of course, I hit up Dr. Google because that's what hypochondriacs do.  I'm not a hypochondriac but Ken claims I'm one.  Just because I self diagnosed carpal tunnel syndrome does not a hypochondriac of me make. 

I actually found some modifications of stretches and exercises that I'm already doing.  Hopefully they work because I don't really want to go to the doctor so he can refer me to physical therapy so I can pay out the whazoo because our deductible is pretty high.

Hope you all have a more pleasant night than I will have.