Beautiful people, you ride the same subway as I do/Every morning, and that’s gotta tell you something
It was the only thing I could do half right, and it’s turnin’ out all wrong/Look what they done to my song
Love it. Melanie, you’re my friggin’ hero.
Love me some Matt and Kim, even though they’re basically Mates of State, only they switched places. And yes, this is from that crazy catchy mojito commercial.
Check it:
This is a bunion.
Got it? Okay, so both of my feet have looked like that since I can remember. Party hard. There are a few common theories on how bunions develop, some focusing on ill-fitting footwear, others on heredity. I, personally, feel that my predicament is a combination of the two. I could elaborate here and babble about how I’ve always been pigeon-toed (in toed) and can’t remember ever walking properly in my life. After some Googling, I thiiiink that this is due to femoral anteversion — my entire legs are actually turned inward, starting at my hips, and have been for my entire 20 years on planet Earth. Crazy, right? In toeing is supposed to just fix itself around 8 years… in my case, it never resolved, I just continued stumbling over my own feet. Awesome. In addition to this in toeing, I also overpronate — my feet roll inward when I walk.
See? I’m so crazy informed. You can’t stand it. Right, then. You can see why this would compound my problem — over the years, my big toe joints have become progressively more inflamed as they turned more and more inward, creating that wonky angular shape. I finally decided that I would have corrective surgery done on my feet when I was researching bunions and came across a picture of what they considered a ’severe’ case. I looked at my feet and then compared them with the image and realized there wasn’t much of a difference. I started researching orthopaedic surgeons in Collierville immediately and started making phone calls the next day.
The point isn’t to come out of this experience with prettier, straighter feet, although that’s a bonus that I’m stoked about. I’m just ready to be able to stand for long periods of time without whining, to walk for a few miles without needing an Ibuprofen. I want to be 20, not pushing 85. Having said that, though, I am thoroughly enthralled with my walker.
Tooootally feelin’ like a sexy Nan. I walked in the house Tuesday, and upon seein’ my walker, Cassidy asked, breathlessly: “Do we get to keep it?!” I love my family — always excited about a good comedic prop. I’ve asked the artists of the house to Pimp My Walker, so I should have some sweet pictures of my beautiful walking aid all tricked out for you very soon.
These are my super cool orthotic shoes. I’ve been wearing them since surgery. They’re awesome and a half and ultra stylish, just in case you didn’t know.
Mark twice, cut once. Loves it.
That’s all I’m babbling about for today. Time to go pop a few more Lortabs…
If that doesn’t make you smile, what will?
If Summer Was A Super Cool Playlist On My iPod, It Would Sound Like This
Daylight – Matt & Kim
For Reverend Green – Animal Collective
Artichokes – Maps & Atlases
How The Leopard Got Its Spots – Portugal The Man
Miniature Birds – Grand Archives
Free Until They Cut Me Down – Iron & Wine
Start A War - The National
Boyz – M.I.A.
Mr. Pitiful – Matt Costa
You Can’t Say No Forever - Lacrosse
Telemarket Mishap – Dear And The Headlights
Let’s Make Out – Does It Offend You, Yeah?
Allah, Allah, Allah – MewithoutYou
The First Cut Is The Deepest - Norma Fraser
The Lime Tree - Trevor Hall
Sweet Talk – Dear And The Headlights
Laughing With – Regina Spektor
Lawd, Lawd.
Look who the cat dragged in.
No, I haven’t forgotten that I have a blog. Promise. It’s just been a bit of a crazy couple of months. Whether or not you consider this a valid excuse is your own thing, butttt know that I have missed blogging and will soon continue to regularly fill you (oh, imaginary reader) in on the happenings of my painfully interesting self.
Soon and very soon.
2 English folks + 1 Louisiana expat + Crawfish festival in downtown Memphis = delicious.
These sort of things always make me smile. Check it out, learn something. Or if you’re already well versed in the ways of peeling/eating, perfect your technique.
Laissez les bon temps rouler, boo.
To everyone that’s ever teased me about my “Phone Voice” or my “Drive Thru Window Voice”… take this. “Sometimes you’ve gotta change your tone depending on who it is!”
I’d like to note that Seth Rogan is a merely a warm body in this sketch. He was funny in Pineapple Express, but I’m not entirely sure I wasn’t so dazzled by James Franco’s performance that I gave Rogan carte blanche to suck it up on screen. At any rate, give me Hader & Samberg any day of the week — they’re veritable geniuses.
I had to introduce Cassidy and Gray to Gremlins in order for them to catch the reference. Can’t believe they’ve never seen it. We still have yet to expose Cassidy to Encino Man. So many of our family’s inside jokes would make sense…
Oh, childhood.
It’s on, for the record.
