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Here's some humor: I turned 39 today (for the first time) and now I can officially say that I have arthritis. Some more: at my oldest son's game last weekend, the "waterboy" who was carrying the 2-ton water sprayers that I use to spray down the kids (and coaches as needed) dropped the doggone thing on my toe! OUCH! However, it didn't really hurt until later on...... While I was watching the Miss USA pageant and decided to put my old modeling moves into play...and while twirling around the kitchen like an elephant, I missed my mark (by like a 1/2 mile) and promptly stubbed aforementioned toe on the refrigerator. Now I know why my father didn't name me after his sister: GRACE (I just copied and pasted this. from the last thread..I'M A BIG KID NOW!) |