Went to the doctor yesterday. He looked at my knee, poked it, squeezed it, bent it. Then he did the same to the other one. "You have bad knees" he said.
He did not recommend surgery, said it only leads to more surgery. He did tell me to exercise, eat healthy and lose weight.
He said to wear better shoes, strengthen my upper and lower legs to support my knees better and don't run or even walk (for exercise, I HAVE to walk some). Aerobic exercise, pilates and yoga, swimming, biking,etc. He said to take Advil as needed but not to exceed 2,400 mgs. a day.
We bought an elliptical machine today.
I am going to see the specialist at a later time and get an MRI but I will try the other stuff first.
I finally have my hair appt. tomorrow. It has been way too long. They could not get me in when it was good for me. I am going back to highlights and lowlights. No more all over color.
We picked a date for sister's weekend in Eureka Springs. I am so ready.
These are seriously good. And chocolate and fruit are both good for you. That punk doctor should be proud of me.
Had a Skinny Peppermint Mocha yesterday. Yum!
My sister got engaged yesterday. In Central Park. Congratulations D and T!!!!
I have been home for 2 hours and Molly has been barking the entire time. I want to grab the spatula and beat her with it. I won't though.
Do I need words?
Not excited enough to sit in a crowded theater with people a third of my age. I shall wait til next weekend.
It is cold. Really cold. I hate the cold.
The big one moved out. Halloween weekend he went to a party with friends and called to say he was staying there. He had a small duffel bag and little money. He said if he came home he would never leave . He had an audition (singing) at a college and jobs at both Express and Aldo. Both of these jobs require nice clothing so I have no idea what he has been wearing and he hasn't called. For a few days I was devastated. Then I told God I was putting it in His hands and I moved on. His car is still here (he doesn't get it since we pay for it) and he is coming here tomorrow to pick up his clothes. We have gotten back into a routine around here and it has been peaceful with him gone so I wish him the best but he is 21. He will either succeed or fail.
After a really good day, I came home to this:
No, Kim was not in my house. She WAS in my mailbox.
That entire band of idiots annoy me. How are they so famous??
Then I see this ad a few pages into my magazine:
Kardashian Kolors nail polish.
Top row, left to right: All Kendall-ed Up, Sealed with a Kris, Kim-pletely In Love, Khloé Had a Little Lam-Lam, Kourt is Red-y for a Pedi, Rainbow in the S-kylie. Bottom row, left to right: Disco Dolls, Listen to Your Momager!, Wear Something Spar-kylie, It's All About the Glam, Follow Me on Glitter, Kendall on the Katwalk, My Empire... My Rules.
Ok I just gave too much blog time to idiocy.
I bought these Monday:
|Bobbing For Baubles|
|Congeniality Is My Middle Name|
I am off to do some constructive stuff.