Off My Mark - It's Thursday not Wednesday Dummy

I think about my blog every single day.  I just get so tired sometimes that I don't have the energy to get online and type.  Tonight is one of those nights, but here I am.  It's nearly 11:30pm but here I am.  I worked 9 1/2 hours today, came home and went grocery shopping, got dinner, put away my groceries, cleaned my kitchen and made beds....here I am.

I have to laugh because I'll feel guilty asking Scott to do something for me because he's worked 10 or 11 hours that day.  Yet, my dad usually starts around 7am and there are many many nights that I am still running up and down the steps doing laundry at 10pm.  That's a pretty long day.

Remember about 6 months ago I dislocated my shoulder?  Oh I was miserable, so so miserable.  For several months I was miserable.  With the help of my chiropractor I finally started to feel better and finally got my shoulder to stay "in".  It's still touchy, but it was in and it was feeling better.  Well, I did a stupid thing.  Last week, I have no idea what day, I slept wrong on my right side and I put my shoulder out again.  So I have been walking around for over a week with a dislocated shoulder, miserable as hell! Thank goodness I have an appt with my chiropractor tomorrow.

The worst of it is, it hurts like fucking hell when he puts my shoulder back in.  I should probably be medicated when I go.  Seriously, it hurt so bad when he put it back in, and then he had to do it over and over for about 3 months while it heeled and got stronger.  That's what I'm in for tomorrow morning.

Oh, I almost forgot.  Paul finally called Jourdan last night.  It's been nearly 3 weeks since he spoke to her.  However, he did NOT apologize, he called to ask if she was going to a family reunion for her step-mom's side of the family.  She said no.  I happened to be standing there when he called and I told her very quietly that she had to be careful because he would think he won.  Well, he did ask her about her trip...from the beginning of June....and then the reunion.  He never mentioned the letter and he never apologized.  So, I told Jourdan to blow him off.  Fuck him if he can't apologize to his daughter for treating her like crap!

Boy, that just get's my blood pressure up.,  I'll talk about something nicer.  We went up north last weekend.  Beth had a whole post on the fourth of July, but I can't remember if I wrote much about it or not.  Well, as you know, we were in St. Ignace.  The weather was HOT and humid.  We bummed around and it was so nice, we had the pool to ourselves in the afternoon.  It was between the check in and check out time.  So, the five of us had a friggin huge pool and hot tub to ourselves.  Was lovely!

We went to the city park and sat on the beach and waited for the fireworks.  There were some kids next to us lighting off some little fireworks and it was freaking Sami out.  She was on my lap, under a blanket, and my two hands were covering her ears.  She acrtually fell asleep.  It was so cute.

Of course, they waiting forever to start the fireworks and once the first couple were sent up, it started to sprinkle.  Then it started to rain.  So, not only did Beth get rain....we did here in Michigan too.

I'm sorry, I have a ton to say but I'm so damn tired!  I have tomorrow off....yay!  I'll be able to write more then.  Night.