Gimp Guy, to the Rescue!

Good golly! Another fantastic weekend of not doing anything at all to improve the current state of the interior of the house besides eliminating a lot of papers that were stacking up on the table!

Nope... I still haven't played with the new camera yet, but the twin from CA is home on Saturday so maybe she can take some pictures for your viewing pleasure. I'm thinking it should be a lovely display of leaf covered pathway/plants and a fine showing of the ability of the local squirrels to dig holes wherever you don't want holes dug.

But anyway, I accidently stumbled upon an area that worked to make another connecting path.

So I made it.

Well...WE made it. I made the kids help me a little bit. They say they don't enjoy it and I'm sure many negative text messages are sent to their friends about what horrible abuse they have to endure while I'm home, but I know they like it when strangers stop by and comment/compliment on what little of the area can be seen from the road just as much as I do.

Unrelated to this, insurance is due on the Cadillac. No sense insuring 3 cars for just me, so I put the Lincoln in storage and biked the 13 miles or so from mom's outbuilding to where the Buick was parked. I haven't done this more than twice since college, and probably not even since high school, and yet...I'm still here to update my blog!

I am invincible!

Well, maybe not. Last week I was having some unusual feelings in the torso area. I figured it was another new spasm related to the back being funky, but it was kind of a "fun buzz" sensation so I wasn't too worried about it. I'd describe it like this...

Have you ever eaten half a bag of a FAMILY sized bag of Skittles and half an hour later done physical labor? (I have. The sugur rush gets your heart going so fast you sweat in negative temperatures and you feel like your chest is about to explode.) Have you ever taken a bath in carbonated water? (Well, me neither on that one.) How about the old battery on the tongue thing? (Ok, I admit to doing that one too.) Anyway, my torso had the sensation that I was doing all of those things, only the heart rate was normal and I wasn't sweating. I thought for sure my super powers were finally going to kick in!

And then I told my chiropractor about this, who made me go to the doctor, who told me that the stomach infection that I have (and have known about since 1991 but thought for sure the body would have taken care of it after 18 years) is more than likely pressing nerves and causing the sensation of being "charged".

Damn. I want to fly and breathe under water and blow shit up with my hands.

So now I have this handy bottle of pills and have to go in on Thurs so they can run a camera down my throat to see if there's damage to the lining of my innards.

At least someone'll be taking some pictures!

I think I'll ask them to just run the thing out the other end and have them give me a good "dental flossing".

:)