I am often confused by many things. I would like to think of myself like "Winnie the Pooh" but then my family would starting calling me "Daddy the POO" and I would lock myself in the bathroom and cry which would only add fuels to the fire.
Anyhoo. The Doc is obviously concerned about my back seeing as how I am eating Vicodin like Tic-Tacs and said no more painkillers for me until I come visit her. I am not going to fight anymore and I asked THE WIFE to get a referral to an orthopedic so I can get this fixed for good. Pain SUCKS.
For those of you interested in the UNEMPLOYED ONE, I have avoided talking about him so he wouldn't get upset and get in a twist because I talked about him on the blog, but oh well.
He is employed but he is seasonal help at Toys R Us so he has no hours, no cash, no car isn't going to college right now and I am not sure what his plan is. I would ask someone to hire him, but I have no idea what he really wants to do.
On that note, lets go out with a political message from Linda McMahon.