Bruno Mars
I love me some Bruno Mars. Sounds just like Michael Jackson – without the creepy vibe.
My legs are feeling better. I’m not sure I want to go to the doc now. My back still hurts from when I hurt it last week doing turboooooooooooooofire, but the legs? Not so much. Still there, just a helluva lot more tolerable. Don’t want to feel like a fool. Still not sure what’s causing it, but Im pretty sure it’s my back booboo. Or? it’s nothing and that bitch had every right to run me off.
Anyway…
In other news………
I’m pregnant. Nah, just fucking with you. But my cousin has a wee lad that looks just like he fell out of a Mother Goose book. Gorgeous boy. Makes my loins hurt to see him.
BUT – the grandbabies aren’t far behind. I just have an inkling. Although – I think my SISTER will beat me to the granny status.
By the way – I need a name for MD and I . THink he just wants grandpa. Not sure. Not sure what I want either. I wouldn’t mind Granny, but it’s so harsh. Any ideas? Can’t be nana or papa. HELL no I wouldn’t be a nana after my mom being a nana. Hell no.
I better get off my ass and get some work done.
Mimi is popular in the South. So is meemaw. Both drive me batshit. lol. I’m just going to be plain, ol’ fashioned Grandma. I don’t mind Grammy either. Granny is good if that’s what you like. I don’t find it harsh.
TurboFire is a definite workout- pretty sure your legs are sore because of that. Your doing more with the legs than you think.
That cowbitch had NO right to chase you away. At all. You went in there with a legitimate concern and she was a rude, inconsiderate and unprofessional douchebag. You would think that a fucking doctor would know by looking at your chart that your med list indicates bipolar or some other serious condition. It’s not like your list was Percocet, darvocet, Valium or any other narcotic style drug. Fuck her- she doesn’t deserve any excuses for her behaviour. She was wrong. Period.
Michelle | March 11, 2013 | 10:29 am
*you’re. Stupid phone.
Michelle | March 11, 2013 | 10:30 am
I’m Grammy to my Munchkin, but Lil’ Miss has decided my name is Naboo. No clue where that came from, but that’s what she calls me and shes adamant about it! “No more Grammy! It’s all Naboo!”
Love my babies – they stole my heart and kept it.
Wendy | March 12, 2013 | 9:31 am