Well, I was going to sleep in this morning but at exactly 6:30 my feline alarm clock put her nose up to mine and said, "MEOW!" That's Anguseese for, "Feed me Bitch!" So, I got up and fed the cat. By the time I trudged back up the stairs I wasn't sleepy anymore. So, I read a little bit. Then, I called the shelter to find out how everything was down there and if I needed to come down. There's some drama happening, but my presence isn't required - yet. Then, I started a load of laundry and started cleaning my room. Yes, write it down. Melissa the Ragamuffin cleaned her room. Laurel, tell Dad - there are no clothes on my floor!
Spawn and Pretty Girl gave me a gift card to Barnes and Noble. What's doubly cool about that is that Barnes and Noble JUST recently made it so you can buy e-books with a gift card. So, I got three e-books. I really like e-books but they're kind of expensive for me. For what two e-books cost I can usually at least four from Amazon's used vendors. It's hard because my reading time is so limited that the e-books are really the better option, so in a way I need to get my brain out of the cost issue. With the e-reader I can snatch a little reading time at both my jobs by reading on my Blackberry - which is easy to hide. A book is a little obvious. I also read almost a whole chapter standing in line at the bank the other day, and then another chapter standing in line at the Food Kitty. I have also been known to snatch a few sentences in court.
My dad sent a check for Spawn and I to split. Spawn asked for money from everyone. He wants a new computer, and our desktop is getting kind of old. So, I don't blame him. So, I assume that is what Spawn is doing with his half. I put my half toward my mountain bike - A Trek 4300. If everything goes as I hope, I'll actually get it in March.
I think Spawn, Pretty Girl, and I are going to see Avatar later today. I texted my texted my brother to ask him if he and Beastette want to come along. We'll see.
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer
If I Ever Return Pretty Peggy-O by Sharyn McCrumb
She Walks These Hills by Sharyn McCrumb
The Song Catcher by Sharyn McCrumb
The Allegory of Love by C.S. Lewis
Her Fearful Symmetry by Audrey Niffnegger
Bicycle Diaries by David Byrne
The Almost Moon by Alice Sebold
Girl in Hyacinth Blue by Susan Vreeland
Barclay’s Apology in Modern English by Robert Barclay
Surprised by Hope by N.T. Wright
The Girl Who Stopped Swimming by Joshlyn Jackson
Rococo by Adriana Trigiani
Home To Big Stone Gap by Adriana Trigiani
C.S. Lewis at the Breakfast Table
A Living Faith A Historical Study of Quaker Beliefs
The Complete Father Brown Stories by GK Chesterton
The Discarded Image by CS Lewis
Lenten Lands by David Gresham
Martin Luther the Christian Between God and Death
Present Concerns by CS Lewis
Can’t Wait To Get To Heaven by Fannie Flagg
The Last Summer of You and Me by Ann Brashares
Underground by Kat Richardson
The Young Wan by Brendan O’Carroll (part of a series, read it!!)
Assassination Vacation by Sarah Vowell
Nothing Like It In The World: The Men Who Built The Transcontinental Railroad
CS Lewis’ Letters To Children by CS Lewis
The Wordy Shipmates by Sarah Vowell
Vanished by Kat Richardson
South of Broad by Pat Conroy
The Unlikely Disciple by Kevin Roose
Whip It by Shauna Cross
The Help by Kathryn Strockett
Brooklyn by Colm Toibin
Handle With Care by Jodi Picoult
A Change of Heart by Jodi Picoult
The Heretics Daughter by Kathleen Kent
The Senator’s Wife by Sue Miller
Made In America by Bill Bryson
The Lost Continent by Bill Bryson
The No 1 Ladies Detective Agency by Alexander McCall Smith
There was a chiropractor at the gym last night doing evaluations. He said my neck and upper back are fine. That all my muscles are firing like they should. That's the good news. The bad news is without me even telling him he was able to tell that my low back and pelvis are completely messed up. He said the muscles in my legs are barely firing at all. I told him that I was in the middle of 12 weeks of physical therapy because of 1) a split tendon in my hip, 2) a displaced pelvis, 3) a chipped vertabrae PLUS I have lumbar scoliosis. He asked how the physical therapy was going. I told him that it seemed to be going really well. Then, all at once the pain suddenly got much worse again and even the physical therapist noticed a corresponding loss in strength in my legs. Of course, he claims he can fix me much better than the physical therapist. It old him I had been seeing a chiropractor about a year ago, and that I had to stop going because it simply cost too much. Yes, being rid of this pain would be worth a lot to me, but so is having a roof over my head.
Plus, when we were in yoga, the instructor had us doing ham string stretches. She was talking about how the hamstring is actually made up of three different muscles and that you need to stretch all of them. If you only stretch the main one, then you open yourself up to injury while doing things like running or biking. I said, "I wonder how much pain and aggrivation I could have saved myself if I had known that last year." She said that there was a lot of truth in that statement. I am just staying in yoga long enough to do the stretching the first 1/2 of class. As soon as we get into the power moves, I leave. I think it was one of the power moves that made my back start hurting again. But, a lot of the stretching feels really good. Actually, when I left class last night I started feeling really nauseous.
Ha! You thought I was going to say fuck, didn't you? Oh wait! I just did. Oh well! Get over it, or don't. I don't care.
Anyway, the cause of the f-word today is that my beautiful daughter-in-law went on a cleaning tear. That's not a bad thing in and of itself. What's making me nuts is that she put my back pack "away" somewhere. No, she doesn't seem to be sure of where. At first she said it must be in the hall closet, but I can't find it. THAT, is what is driving me nuts. My back pack contains 1) my blaze orange vest, and 2) the headlight for my bike should I ever be out at or past dusk - which I actually was on Thursday. I was in court until after 4:00 and actually had to leave before it was done because I knew the sun was going to start going down. I was on my bike, and I didn't have my light. Did I mention that my light cost almost $100? Yeah. Plus, if I want to ride my bike to/from the store as I often do, I put my purchases in my backpack to ride home. So, it should be suffient to say that the loss of my backpack is driving me bananas!
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