Thoughts

I've been putting up with some kind of bad-assed shoulder pain the last 10 days (but who's counting). I've decided to try and take scheduled flexeril (knocks me on my ass) and ibuprofen to see if I can kick this thing because what I've been doing sure isn't making it go away. Notice I don't write "suffering from" shoulder pain. I hate the term "suffer from" Do you suffer from diabetes? No I fucking have diabetes but I'm not suffering. Suffering is poverty, rape, genocide, rolling your car and losing your spouse. I have and do see suffering in my job every day and what I have ain't it. I have a condition that is forcing me to give up cookies and orange juice. I'm not suffering by a long shot.

Mike and I are running off with our trailer tomorrow; today if Mike gets off early enough. The boys are out of town with their father, so we've decided to run away. But since the boys aren't home, we have to take the dogs with us. This should be an interesting trip since Trigger has a bark that can split eardrums.