Let me start off saying that my luck has indeed run its course. As I knew it would, it always does.
For starters, I woke up Saturday with a raging yeast infection, yes yes TMI I know, but it feels better to get it off my chest. For those of you who have never had the joy of experiencing such things, this is sort of what your cooter/hoo-haw feels like..
See, its the Pillsbury Dough Boy...on fire, get it...
Ok Moving on...
The swelling is starting to go down in my ankle and my leg...see..
Still a tad swollen and bruised, well its more swollen then bruised I guess, but I did manage to mow the lawn Sunday...and walk 10 miles...
When it was a blazing 102 degrees...Look, see for yourself.
It was nice...I like it hot, but whilst on my 10 mile walk, I over heated, I drank my ice cold water, even before I got to the lake. At one point I was so hot, I filled my bottle with lake water and poured it down my pants,shirt,bra and over my head..
desperate times, call for desperate measures. I was thisclose to drinking the damn lake water. I mean thisclose.
My head is still pounding from the whole sorted ordeal.
My turtle/cooter rescue is coming along well. I saved a few over the weekend. I am slowly making my mark in the turtle world.
Creatures who carry shells as their homes, love me.
God speed my fine shelled friends, God speed.
Oh, I got my new glasses Saturday. See...
Do I look smarter, or like a stripper?