Washman!
A very belated Happy Thanksgiving to everyone and a pre-Merry Christmas and Happy New Years to all of you. I hope everything has been going well with you all.
I continue leading the good life which is doing basically nothing but watching TV and eating whatever it is I feel like. I’ve made a soft promise to myself that this will end the first of the year, though. I’m squeezing in my last guilty pleasures of pizza, burgers, and various other fattening foods before I start living on fruits and veggies once again.
I tried running the other day. I think I’ve cured my ITB problem by becoming so out of shape that I can’t run far enough to where my ITB would actually start giving me problems. Not the optimal cure, but it works, I guess. :( I’m so pathetically out of shape right now it isn’t funny.
I’d like to introduce you all to my second niece - Madison Sophia. She was born just four days ago at 7 pounds and 7 oz. I forgot just how tiny newborns are.
Lastly, in talking with my sister yesterday the word Ironman got mentioned somehow while Madison’s older sister (3 1/2 years of age) was there. She went on to mumble something about washman and dryman. It took us both a while before we finally got it. She didn’t even mean for it to be a joke, but it was pretty darn funny to me. :)