Went to the doctor today and was told I'll need physical therapy to get all the crazy knots and muscle spasms out of my back. I guess it's not that good after all to carry around your toddler all day?
Also, hours after I made the doctor appointment for my back, I sprained my foot. Wish I could tell you I fell doing something cool like back country skiing, or saving an old lady from being hit by a bus, but really I just fell down my parents stairs. I seem to fall down them often (almost weekly), so I guess I was about due for a consequence to my clumsyness.
No physical therapy for that though... just ice, elevation, and a really sexy limp.
The Good (and it's really good)
On my way out the door to go to my appointment for my back and now sprained foot I heard the phone ring with the best name a caller id could have (besides my husbands), Anthropologie.
Hmmm, I thought, better answer this.
It's like they knew I was going to have a bad day without and they invited me to come shopping for friends & family weekend. You know what that means? The coveted Discount. The coveted clothes and pillows and candles and shoes and rugs and jewelry at the coveted discount price.
I've been giddy ever since.
(i'd even sprain my foot again for a call like that)













