My foot is all hurty

I think I broke the pinkie toe on my right foot. Let me elaborate...

My mom used to sell Pampered Chef. For those who don't know, it's kind of like Tupperware only Pampered Chef sells more cookware than food storage containers. Anyway, one of the major items Pampered Chef sells is stoneware. Really great stuff, but heavy as hell.

So there's a tote back leaning up against my brother's dresser with a few stoneware pieces in it and, on my way out of the room the other day, I smacked the edge of my foot against it, particularly my pinkie toe.

It didn't feel any worse than a normal stubbed toe would feel at first, but after a few minutes it was still painful and difficult to walk on. Oh well, whatever.I did quite a bit of walking around later that afternoon...like a couple miles...and I began to realize that it was hurting a bit more and farther up the side of my foot. Later on in the evening I realized that I couldn't move my foot around in my shoe as much as my other foot and came to the conclusion that my foot was swollen a bit. I was right.It hurts really, really bad. So, tomorrow I need to tape it. I mean, that's all the doctor would do.

I'm such a clutz sometimes.

change of plans

Okay so California is out. I'm headed to Tennessee in the morning. :)

My flight leaves at 8:51am and it'll be my first time on a plane. I should be back Sunday evening around 6pm or so.

Yay for trips out of state!

The first two lines of the last verse don't really apply since I'm not going anywhere.....yet. The rest fits quite well.

There may be tentative plans on the horizon for a trip, of indefinite length, to Cali.

"I'm Moving On"

I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons
Finally content with a past I regret
I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I'm at peace with myself
I've been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long
I'm movin' on

I've lived in this place and I know all the faces
Each one is different but they're always the same
They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it
They'll never allow me to change
But I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong
I'm movin' on

I'm movin' on
At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me
And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone
There comes a time in everyone's life
When all you can see are the years passing by
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone

I sold what I could and packed what I couldn't
Stopped to fill up on my way out of town
I've loved like I should but lived like I shouldn't
I had to lose everything to find out
Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere down this road
I'm movin' on

I'm movin' on
I'm movin' on

New friend

As the subject line indicates, I have me a new friend.

He's small for his species (about 7 inches long not including his tail), is covered in gray fur, and his name is Mack. Don't ask me why, Mack just fits him.

For those who haven't figured it out yet, Mack is a squirrel. He's not really a new pet since he still lives in "the wild", but I have had two pet squirrels before.

Anyway, I first noticed him about three weeks ago. I just thought he was cute. But then I noticed he kept coming back. I don't know if we just have an abundance of seeds around our patio or he just likes to taunt our cats, but he likes it over here.

When I saw him a week ago, I tossed a slice of bread out for him and he sat there and ate half of it in about three minutes. The rest he carried up the tree next to the patio. A few days ago I saw him again just as I was about to leave. I got a couple crackers and left them on the patio for him. They were gone when I got back.

He was back again today. At first, I just tossed a cracker out to him. He scarfed it up. Three of our four cats were lined up at the patio door watching him. He very boldly grabbed the cracker off the ground and then climbed up onto the tire of one of our bikes and proceeded to eat the cracker all the while staring at the cats. I got a second cracker and held it out the screen door for him. He kind of hopped around for a bit, flipping his tail at me, but didn't come very close. I ended up setting the cracker down just outside the screen door. He came over and took it then.

I fed him three more crackers, all of which he took from my fingers. :)