Yes that is correct. Volleyball is full contact. OK, so it's accidental full contact, but the truth of the matter is that last night, I went left, Amber went right...her knee right into my thigh that is. So much for running my way to a size 2. It was funny and painful, I called a "time-out" while crying and laughing and everyone kept playing. No one believed that I was as hurt as I was. It's like I pulled a muscle or something. It's really uncomfortable. I have no idea, really, what actually happened. I just know that I can't run/job/bike or walk very well. Bending my leg is not an option at this point, I can do it, it just hurts pretty bad. I guess things could be worse.
Tomorrow is Friday and for that I am SOOOO thankful. I have to admit the days fly by at DOTD, it no wonder why people work there for 20, 30 and even 50 years. Before you know it, it's been 1 year and 3 months...my how time flies.
If I haven't told you lately, I love my husband. He's on the couch right now and has to be the cutest thing ever. Although Pedro is pretty cute too. I was going to add some pics, but the computers (yes with an "s" because we have two) aren't working the way they should. Actually if you count the iPad and two cell phones, then we have 5. Are we spoiled or what?
It's Mother's Day weekend. Carey and Pedro's birthday on Saturday also. I'm taking my sweet husband to Gino's Italian Restaurant for his big day. That's where he wants to go, I mean he's 31, he should get a proper Italian meal, and believe me he will.
I'm looking forward to spending a bit of time with him this weekend. He's off, I have a mani/pedi at 10 and he'll be sleeping anyway. Then he'll leave early to go to Mandeville to play music. At least I know I'll see him on Sunday.
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