I want to thank you guys again for all of your kind words. The past week has been extraordinarily difficult, but I think I'm on the mend.
This weekend was Cripplefest, and I had an absolute blast. We had 48 people at my house. Old cripples, adult cripples, teenage cripples, kiddie cripples and even baby cripples all under one roof! We discussed doctors, scars, tumors (and what to name them), and more. All the kiddie cripples played soccer on a completely even playing field, granted those kids didn't need an even playing field... they were wicked good at it. The only difference was that they knew not to whack the kid with the fixator on his arm. Personally, I had a hula-hooping competition with some little girls. I was nice and let 'em win, plus I taught them some tricks. Surprisingly I didn't get the crap beat outta me by small children. Quite the contrary actually... one of the baby cripples took a little snooze on my lap. The kiddie cripples also enjoyed carrying Helen around (she got food out of the deal, so she didn't care) and petting Nellie, Maggie and Aggie.
I think it's safe to say that Cripplefest was an immense success. Cripples got to meet other cripples for the first time, they got support, and they got to be normal. Not to mention everyone got cake pops, the cake pops alone made the day awesome.
So yeah, that was my weekend... it was crazy but I loved every minute of it. Things are still a little nuts around here, we've got some relatives staying with us and... um... what else? There was something else I wanted to tell you guys but I forgot...
Oh right... I acquired some pigs a few hours ago!!! I'll post more about 'em tomorrow. I'm pretty sure this proves that I am in fact, insane.
Crippie's Tippie - I know having a disability can make you feel extremely isolated, but you are NOT alone. There are people out there who understand what you're going through.
Thank you so much for your kind words on my last post. It really means a lot to me. I know I've lost pigs in the past and I was incredibly sad when I lost Emma and Mama Pig... but I am devastated that I lost Frida. She was always MY pig, we had a special bond. I'll never find another pig like her. I wish she was here with me, but alas she can't be... and I have to try to move on.
First and foremost, I have to make sure my piggies are ok. As always, I am checking Nellie and Maggie for signs of depression. I especially concerned about them because Frida died in her cage. They saw her, they KNEW she was gone. Mama and Emma died in quarantine cages. Maggie has been very mopey, she spent most of Monday in one of their hide-y houses. I actually removed the house to encourage some movement from her. It seems to have helped a little, but the laziness could be from the weather as well. I wasn't exactly worried for Nellie at first, on the count that she is as dumb as rock but over the past few days she's taken the habit of laying where Frida died. Frida died out in the open, not in a hide-y house, not in a corner, nothing. So for her to be there on more than one occasion is concerning me to say the least. I'm looking into long term solutions to keep them happy and healthy. Part of me wonders if I missed some signs of depression in Frida, that she had some sickness that slowly took over once Mama died. I dunno... but I cannot take that chance. For the time being I keeping them happy by given them extra snuggles, but more importantly delicious food. Let's face it, in the short term, food makes them happier. They got a fair amount of peppers on Monday (again, peppers are really great for pigs, they should have the red or yellow ones whenever possible). Today they got several super delicious treats. I gave them frozen watermelon cubes, yummy! Seriously, all pig owners going through this heatwave need to obtain some watermelon, cut it into cubes, put the cubes into the freezer until they are completely frozen, let them thaw a little and then give them to the piggies. This can also apply to cucumbers. Last thing I need is a pig to die of a heatstroke.
As for me, I'm just trying to keep busy. Making sure I keep Maggie and Nellie alive consumes some of my time... but it's depressing. Looking at their massive cage and seeing just two pigs there. It looks so... empty. I don't like that it's empty. I don't like that I only need three treats to feed all the pigs. Obviously there is only one solution to this... MOAR PIGS. Yup, I am looking to expand my piggie family. I would simply put Aggie in with Maggie and Nellie but that is a TERRIBLE idea. Aggie's nickname is "Fat Bastard" not only is she a fat ass, she's vicious with pigs she doesn't like. This attitude has caused injuries to both Maggie and Aggie in the past, so it is simply not worth the risk. Now, one does not simply acquire new pigs. I refuse to go to a pet store, so I'll just have to keep my eyes peeled on petfinder and Craigslist until someone catches my eye. I guess I'm looking for a new friend for Maggie and Nellie, but also a new friend for me too.
Apart from the pig hunt, I have Cripplefest to keep me occupied and happy. As sad as I may be at the moment I'm still very much looking forward to seeing my cripples and being attacked by a bunch of mini-cripples. I'm hoping that seeing a massive amount of cripple friends will help me cope with the loss of my furry friend.
Ugh... I don't know if it's just me... but it feels like there's been so much death recently. Actually, I kinda hope that's just me. I don't want any of my comrades to be sad. To make up for this extraordinarily depressing post, here's a picture of Helen being lady-like...
Ain't she a classy broad? Well, I reckon I should make an attempt at getting some sleep. Here's to hoping that all of our tomorrows will be better :)
Crippie's Tippie - Frozen fruits and veggies keep your pigs cool and content.
I don't know how to even start this post, so I'm just gonna say it. Frida got sick over the weekend and she passed away early this morning. To say that I'm devastated is a vast understatement.
We originally got guinea pigs for my sister. We intended on getting two, BUT there were three babies. My mom picked out baby Emma first, because she was s'darn cute. My sister had the choice between picking Nellie and Frida and she chose Nellie. Thus Mama and Frida were left at the pet store. I didn't mind at the time because believe it or not I didn't want any pets, at all. Well, over the next couple of months I realized how awesome piggies were, so when we spotted Mama Pig and Frida still in the store a few months later we happily scooped them up.
Nellie was my sister's pig, Emma was my mother's, Mama Pig was my Grandmother's and Frida was mine. I named her Frida after my favorite artist, Frida Kahlo. The black stripe over her eye reminded me of her unibrow. FUN FACT: I was originally going to name her Zora, because the black markings on her face kinda reminded of Zorro's mask. She didn't look like a Zora and she became Frida. Anyway, as soon as Frida got home she snuggled up with me, she was extraordinarily content, then I touched in a spot where she didn't want to be touched and she bit me. In other words, she was always a cuddly, vicious little butthead.
Frida was always above the other pigs, literally, as she would use the faces of her cagemates as step-ladders. Need a carrot? Just step on Mama Pig's face! Need lettuce? Just step on Mama Pig's face! Want to see out of the cage? Just step on Mama Pig's face! Need to make sure you are fed before Mama Pig? Yup, you guessed it... FACE. Mama Pig usually forgave her though, I mean how could you not forgive that face.
Don't let the cuteness fool you, she was an asshole at times. She used to nip and occasionally bite people frequently. Guests were urged to approach Frida with caution and children were NOT allowed to touch her. People admired her from afar. In her younger days Frida was the reason she and Mama were not housed with Emma and Nellie. The one time I had Frida and Emma together for a playdate Frida almost bit Emma's leg off (And Emma could hold her own in a fight). Over the years though she learned that she could love piggies other than Mama.
Once they were combined into a cage, Mama Pig, Nellie and Frida became best buddies. Frida and Nellie hardly fought and having a new friend made Frida so much happier. She was a changed piggie! No more were the days of constantly yelling "GET OFF OF HER FACE FRIDA! SHE'S YOUR MOTHER!" Frida was now a kind, snuggly, no bite-y pig. She didn't even mind when I added Maggie into their mix. I thought that Maggie and Frida would kill each other but surprisingly they became fast friends. Maggie was even seen giving Frida kisses last night. Nellie would snuggle up to Frida whenever I put her back in the cage after giving her medicine.
Frida loved food. I mean she LOVED it. And it showed, she developed quite an impressive double chin which she used as a comfy pillow. If you pushed all of her fur up she kinda looked like a lion, and her head would almost be in the shape of a perfect circle.
She was funny, for a guinea pig she had very specific tastes when it came to music. She loved Lady Gaga, particularly the song "Pokerface". I played it for her last night on my phone, she perked up and relaxed. She was also a champion tinkler. God help you if her butt wasn't on the towel. One time she shot pee clear across my sofa, the entire couch had to be washed.
She enjoyed a good nap
A good grooming
And a good snuggle
She let you know when she was going to keeeeeeeeeeel you
Even if she was going to kill you, she'd forgive you if bribed her with food and or tummy rubs.
Frida would have turned 5 in October. She is predeceased by her sister Emma and mother Mama Pig. Frida is survived by sister Nellie, roomie Maggie, loud neighbor across the room Aggie, those giant creatures who stayed with her last night Helen and Angel, and her humans all of whom miss her greatly. Goodnight Frida, I hope you have an unlimited supply of peppers, watermelon, and faces to step on. You were the best guinea pig anyone could ask for. Mommy misses you so much and I'll never forget you.
Viva Frida
Crippie's Tippie - Don't take your pets for granted, their time with you is far too short :(
I think it's pretty clear that I love me punny titles.
Gotta say, I have to thank you guys for being awesome and not spamming my email and or comment section with hurtful comments. GO YOU! I love mature adults sometimes <3 (Anyone who blogs will know the feeling)
Movin' on, my week's been pretty good. The only thing that has sucked is the weather. I don't know about you guys but mother nature hates me. I can stand the heatwave well enough, but we've been in a constant state of "Chance of Thunderstorms Everyday" for the past 2 weeks or so. Naturally it really hasn't rained yet. So I'm constantly feeling like ITS GON RAIN! Ugh... not fun. A few days ago at work I was on my feet for maybe 10 minutes, if that... and my back was killing me the rest of the day because of it. WTF?!?!?! For the record, I can stand, but standing in the same place for more than a few minutes causes unwanted pressure on my hips, knees, and back apparently.
Oh well, I reckon the show must go on. Crippie is going to be a social creature this weekend, doin' stuff... and thaaaaannnnnngggsss. And... um... NEXT SUNDAY IS CRIPPLEFEST! OMMMMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!! I'm so freaking excited for it! I hear there will be a bunch of small children there, which only means one thing... I will get the crap beat outta me by a gang of small humans. Ya see, Crippie is one of those people who enjoys roughhousing with small children. I don't particularly mind being beaten up by a bunch of three-year-old because 99% of the time I'm asking for it. Needless to say it will be a freaking awesome couple of weeks ahead of me and I am very much looking forward to them! :D
Crippie's Tippie - Don't let pain get in the way of doing stuff and thangs
I hope all of my American readers had a dandy fourth of July! Mine went pretty well. My sister and I cooked a rather nomerful dinner for the family. My job was to cook hamburgers. The house didn't burn down and no one got food poisoning so I consider my venture into cooking vastly successful. I was also able to see some lovely fireworks by walking down my road and standing on a neighbor's lawn. The neighbor's Puggle (Pug and Beagle mix) wasn't exactly fond of my presence. It was basically saying "RUB MY TUMMY OR GTFO", so the Puggle got belly rubs while we watched the fireworks.
Yup, that was my fourth of July. Alas, my fourth of July weekend kinda sucked. I attended the funeral for my childhood friend. That of course is insanely sad to begin with and that alone could have easily made for an incredibly somber weekend. But, as luck would have it events at said funeral made it worse. The minister or whoever was proceeding over the service in an attempt to comfort everyone in the room started on this whole big "believe in Jesus and you will get into heaven" speech. So Crippie, along with a fair amount of people in the room (including members of my friend's family) were damned to hell! Funness! I've been damned to hell before in other religious ceremonies before and I usually don't take much offense to it. But I came to that funeral to mourn my friend, not to be to told that "Jesus is your key to heaven". That put an additional damper on the weekend that's for sure.
The cherry on top was when the idiot minister started talking about how this was all part of "God's plan". I'm sorry if this offends anyone, but I genuinely do not understand how that can be seen as comforting and frankly I find it upsetting. God wanted my friend to die? God wants a family to suffer? What kind of loving God would do that? This doesn't just apply to this one situation, but in life as a whole. I cannot tell you how many times I've heard something along the lines of "Your disability is part of God's plan for you". God wanted me to be like this? The hell man? God wants me to learn some valuable lesson? If God was so all powerful he'd be able to find better ways to go about these lessons. Is it a test? Something like the Book of Job? If so, that's equally stupid. God destroys Job's life to prove a point to the devil, why should God care about what the devil thinks anyway? Sure, he "gives it back" in the end, but I doubt that Job forgot about the family he lost.
Since I'm going on and on about how much I disagree with this theory I should probably state my own. Clearly I'm not a terribly religious person, but my answer as to why terrible things like this happen is this... There is no reason as to why these things happen. They just do unfortunately. We can try to learn from what we have experienced and let the terrible events mold us into better people or we can let them ruin us. The choice is up to you and you alone.
Again, I'm sorry if I offended anyone, these opinions are mine and mine alone. I completely understand that everyone has the right to believe whatever their little hearts desire. If you believe that God has a plan for everyone and that makes you happy, good for you. I'd never flat out call anyone an idiot for believing that. Just a heads up for people who do believe that, be careful when trying to comfort someone in a time of great hardship. It might comfort them sure, but they could also share Crippie's philosophy and get pissed.
What do y'all think? Am I missing the point of something? Feel free to comment and explain the God's Plan thing to me, I'm genuinely curious as to how it is seen as comforting.
To make up for the heavyness of this post, here's Helen contemplating life
Who am I? What am I? Where am I?
Crippie's Tippie - Believe whatever makes you happy
See, I'm trying to get back into the swing of things here. I hope y'all had good Wednesdays. Mine was alright. Found out one of my buddies from elementary school passed away last Friday so I'm pretty bummed about that. If you are keeping track at home... I lost an Aunt and Mama Pig in March, and I lost an uncle while I was taking my extended break (I think it was in late May... I dunno anymore). Yeah... if people could stop dying that'd be great.
Alas, the show must go on. Tonight I'm distracting myself with music. Made a nifty mixtape for y'all. I'm thinking I'll do a playlist once a week. Sound good?
Tonight I'm gonna do some "current" music that I like. By current I mean within the last decade or so. I don't know about you guys but I'm really enjoying the folk revival going on right now... THE BANJO IS COOL AGAIN!!!
What's your opinion of tonight's mix? Bad? Good? Does it need more cowbell? If anyone wants to recommend any artists or genres for me to try... go for it. I'll probably make more current-ish playlists... I just remembered a bunch of songs I like.
Crippie's Tippie - Do not take people for granted, long lives are not a guarantee
I hope y'all are having a fabulous week. My week's been pretty fair thus far. I saw an AMAZING production of "God of Carnage" over the weekend and I was a social creature and watched movies with a friend. YAY for doing things! I don't know about you guys, but the weather by me SUCKS... this is the second straight week of rain every day. In other words, when I'm not making a conscious effort to be a social creature I am in bed with Glenn the heatpack (yup, that sounds dirty).
Helen and Angel have had an eventful week thus far. They were groomed and got their summer puppy cuts. Helen will probably never forgive us. Angel thinks she looks thinner now, and uses that as an excuse to demand more treats. The piggies have also had an event week. They realized I periodically hide salad around their cage and someone switched their round food bowl to an oval food bowl. You'd think that wouldn't matter, but it confused the daylights outta them. The piggies also got peppers (one of the best foods for pigs, apart from lettuce) so they are all chubby and content.
Moving on, I saw this awesome video before and I need to share it with y'all...
SHE MADE A PROSTHETIC LEG OUTTA LEGOS! OH MY FREAKING GOD THAT'S AWESOME!!! On an unrelated note, I think her tattoos are awesome as well.
The video got me thinking... what would I do if I were in that situation? Oh if I ever lost my legs... *starts singing "Moonshadow" and wanders away from the computer* hmm... maybe I'd get a peg leg and dress like a pirate 24/7. OR maybe I'd find a bunch of "Lisa Frank" stickers all over my prosthetic. Needless to say, I'd make sure my new leg looked shnazzy. Maybe I'd pull a Frida Kahlo, putting jingle bells all over my fabulous leg. Hey... if ya got it... flaunt it.
Not gonna lie... I spent a good long while thinking what I'd do if I ever lost a leg. I did also think about what would happen if I lost an arm. The answer there was simple... go all "Walking Dead" and duct tape a big ass knife to it. Yup... just go full Merle.
And that ladies and gentlemen is how Crippie spent her night because I was really too uncomfortable to do much else!
So what about you guys? What would you do if you found yourselves in that situation? Do you have a prosthetic limb? Did you pimp it out?
Crippie's Tippie - SAVE YOUR LEGOS! They might come in very handy one day. PS - Since Google Reader has shut down you can follow my blog on Bloglovin'
I hope all of my fabulous readers are well. I don't know about y'all, but the weather had been CRAZY by me. On Monday we had a hail storm! A hail storm in 90 degree weather... I don't get it. Luckily there was no damage to the house or the cars (and the hail was pretty big). Funny story about the hail storm. Angel decided that she loves hail storms and dragged my sister on a long and luxurious walk outside. From inside I watched Angel prance happily along while my sister yelled in pain from being pelted with hail. Needless to say that made my day ;)
Movin' on... I figured I'd share a mixtape for y'all today. Apparently people like my taste in music, so maybe I'll make this a weekly thing. Would you guys like that?
This week's mixtape is comprised of some old folk songs (or old folk songs recorded by modern artists) that have been stuck in my head recently.
Yup... I listen to stuff like this all the freaking time. My favorite Pandora station is the "Chad Mitchell Trio" station. I don't know about you guys, but I've had "Marching to Pretoria" stuck in my head for WEEKS! And I sincerely hope that I am not the only one that thinks the one of The Limeliters sounds like Mandy Patinkin.
So what do y'all think of my taste in music? Awesome? Horrible? Want to recommend something good for me to listen to? Tell me in the comments! I'm actually curious as to what y'all will recommend. Maybe next week I'll do a playlist of songs from this decade ;)
Crippie's Tippie - Walking a dog in a hail storm? Use an umbrella!
I wish I could explain why I didn't write anything for almost two months... I dunno, I had a wicked case of writers block. Felt like I had nothing new to say. No real update, all was status quo with the animals. Bleh... oh well... I'm swear I'm gonna try to get back into the swing of things here.
Tonight I'm gonna answer some questions from a survey by the freakin' awesome Rachel at "Fluted Cups & Ampersands". If you don't read her blog and or watch her vlogs you should... cause she's full of win.
Alright... let's answer these questions!
1. What's a song that has a lot of meaning for you and why? (You could even post a YouTube video of the song if you want us to jam along with you.) --- For me it's a tie between Simon & Garfunkel's "Bridge Over Troubled Water" and "Red Rubber Ball" (Yes I know that The Cyrkle recorded it first, but I don't care for their version.) Both give me a feeling of optimism and they reassure me that everything will be ok.
2. The name of my blog, Fluted Cups & Ampersands, contains my favorite words to say. Do you have any favorite words? --- Weaseal, Strudle, Schadenfreude
3. Make up an acronym for anything in your world. (Example: FAQ) --- PPOM: Pig Peed on Me
4. If your life had a theme song, what would it be? --- Up On Cripple Creek probably
5. What are THREE of the most awesome things about ME? (See, NOW I'm fishing for compliments. And if you only know me from my blog, then just go by what you know about me from the blog. Easy like Sunday morning.) --- 1) You're freaking funny 2) You're honest and blunt when you need to be honest and blunt 3) We share the hatred of birds while liking the general idea of them (seriously, they freak me out. Heaven help me if I come across a dead one) 6. On crowd funding websites like IndieGoGo where people raise money, there are often incentives that the creator gives for the amount you invest. Most are light hearted and personal, like a personal thank you card. Other examples: If you invest $10, you'll get an advanced copy of this film or cd or book chapter. If you donate $50, you get a personal phone call and my first born child. So here's my question -in all seriousness, what would be some incentives that you would go for?Your cup of tea, incentive style. (Even if you don't answer the rest of the questions, you'd be doing me a HUGE favor just by answering this one...in a comment, email, Facebook, whatever. ANYONE can answer. Please? Huge favor to me. I'm winking and smiling at all you internet people...you just can't see it. But I'm being very sly.) --- I'd probably go for something like a t-shirt, I lurv me some t-shirts. Fun fact: I once gave blood just to get a free t-shirt... and to help people... kinda 7. What are FOUR of the most awesome things about YOU? --- I'm getting pretty awesome at nail art, I'm a guinea pig whisperer, I'm so sarcastic that people call me Daria, I'm really awesome at Simpsons trivia and Disney movie trivia.
8. Write a short lil poem. As short as you'd like. --- There once was a girl named Crippie, who while walking took a slippie. She fell on her ass, while others did pass, yet on her face there was a grinnie (yes that rhyme sucks, but I'm taking creative liberties here)
9.Where do you see yourself in 10 years? --- Hopefully have a job as an awesome graphic designer, living in a fabulous little apartment or condo somewhere, and hopefully I'll have some company there, whether it be human or animal ;)
10. Write a joke or a pun about anything. But YOU (or the people around you, if you're near people) have to come up with it. No Google-ing. --- My dog Helen is blind, yet she barks at minorities. Weird right, I guess she's a not-see.
11. We're halfway through the year. Make at least one half-year resolution. --- STOP SUCKING AT BLOGGING. OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY. YAY! I did it. Okay, now it's MY turn to come up with 11 questions. If anyone wants to answer 'em go for it! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 1 - Would you rather fight 1 duck sized horse or 100 duck sized horses? 2 - How'd you come up with the name of your blog? 3 - Are there any quotes or phrases that inspire you? 4 - Are there any YouTube videos that are so funny that they'll cheer you up regardless of what mood you're in? 5 - Guinea Pigs: Do you like them or do you love them? 6 - Would you rather travel back in time or forward in time? 7 - What is the weirdest talent you possess? 8 - What song is stuck in your head right now? MAHNA MAHNA!!! 9 - How do you decide what parts of your life to share on your blog? 10 - What is the air-speed velocity of an of unladen swallow? 11 - In the world of blogging what would you like to see more of? Less of? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ If anybody answers these questions, comment with a link to your blog and I'll totally check it out! I really am gonna try to get back to blogging regularly. I missed it. I missed y'all the most <3 Crippie's Tippie - Seriously, check out Rachel's blog... I mean it
Wow, I've been a terrible blogger recently. Ugh, what can I say... pain, achy-ness and fatigue definitely got the best of me. Anyways, I missed y'all. Figured I'd give y'all an update of what I've been up to for the past two weeks (with pictures of animals to make up for my suckiness)
- It's been a month since Mama Pig's passing. The pigs and the humans are adjusting. Frida definitely misses Mama Pig. I've seen quite the personality shift with her, she's turned into the little asshole she once was, nipping Nellie and Maggie, starting fights, using faces as step-stools, etc. That being said, she is bonding more with Nellie, when she's not biting her butt that is...
See, I'm being nice to Nellie
But I miss my mommy sometimes
- Angel has recently been scratching her ears and face quite a bit (ear infection) it got to a point where we had to put her in a "cone of shame". Whenever I saw her walking around, sleeping, or doing anything with her cone of shame I couldn't help but do my best "Up" impression, shouting "CONE OF SHAMMMMEEE". She's on the mend though, gettin' better every day.
CONE OF SHAMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
CONE OF SHAMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEE
- Helen has spent every last waking moment of the past 2 weeks either sleeping, or barking at minorities on the TV (apparently Helen is a racist, don't know how she managed that one).
I might be cute but...
I'm probably dreaming racist dreams
- As for me, I've been trying to grin and bear whatever discomfort I've been having and am trying my best to be a social creature. I'm definitely getting better at it. I hang out with friends on the weekends sometimes, last weekend I went to a flea market with one of my friends. Got to hold a grenade, that was quite the experience. Said table looked like a scene from "The Walking Dead"... WEAPONS EVERYWHERE! If ever there is a zombie apocalypse... these people will be just fine.
I regret not buying the daggers...
- I've also driven to a few strange new places all by myself. I went to get gas in my car all by myself (which is kinda a big deal cause I hate some of those roads). Not to mention I drove on some roads with scary intersections! And I didn't have a panic attack! YAY ME! Granted I was probably screaming at other drivers more than I usually do, but whatever. I've been using the Google Maps App as a GPS, I rather enjoy it. It doesn't judge me when I miss a turn. Three cheers for progress!
- My sciatica has been a bitch and a half recently. I've heard that exercise helps that whole problem. But the thing with exercise is that the whole "my body is riddled with tumors" thing makes it kinda painful and extremely challenging. I had to think of something I could do without injuring myself. Fun fact: Crippie is surprisingly good at Hula Hooping. I can walk while using a hula hoop, I can go up and down stairs, plus a few arm tricks. A couple of days ago I remembered that weighted hula hoops exist. I figured I could probably do that without hurting myself so I obtained one. I've been slowly starting to use it every day, just a little to start... but so far I haven't dislocated a hip or anything, so that's a plus. Even if this doesn't help the sciatica, a medication I take has made me gain a couple of pounds (nothing much, just 4 or 5 pounds) so I'll be nice to my hips and legs and try to remove that. I hate to sound like Regina George but...
So that's about it, the weather is starting to level out, and hopefully the exercise will make me feel better. Let's hope I can seriously get back to being a good little blogger.
Crippie's Tippie - If you can hula hoop, you should totally try a weighted one. It's fun AND it's exercise!
PS - My grandma is on twitter now. Her name is @The_AltaKaka. LET'S GET HER SOME FOLLOWERS!!!
