A Tale of Four Pricks

Yesterday, I finally got the trigger point injections I had been hoping for.  They were not half as painful as the cortisone shots I had in the wrist and shoulder.  The doc said it's because muscle tissue is less sensitive than the immediate area around a joint.  Two sets were given: one in the upper trapezius muscles, and another in the upper neck.  Afterward, I had a vagal response and became very lightheaded, but knew from past experience to just sit down and let it pass before trying to drive to work.

Last night, went for a massage and was able to relax in spite of my shoulders and neck feeling bruised. 

Since about midday yesterday, my pain level has remained pretty high.  It's partially the fibro, and partially from being poked with needles yesterday.  Hopefully, both of those will subside and the treatment will help.

Strawberry-Licious

If you haven't checked it out yet, Bah Humpug is a wonderfully fun and quirky blog.  I saw it yesterday as a result of its Pug Alphabet being posted elsewhere on the web, and became a fan immediately.

Tyler couldn't care less about blogs right now.
He's too busy pining for strawberries... and the
creamy deliciousness they can become.

Voluntary Commitment

Has it really been over a year since the last post here? Yes, it really has. I miss blogging and my blogger friends, but just have not felt inspired. So for the next year, my commitment is to post at least one time each month. It may not be a post of much substance. It could even be a photo or a quote. That shouldn't be too hard, should it?

Better late than never

The pugs would like to share a few moments from their Christmas festivities...

Tyler finds the holidays an exhausting time of year!


Zoey and Lillie were eager to open gifts.

Flickr-holics Anonymous

There's a reason I haven't posted in a long while.
It is an addiction called Flickr.
Really, it has gotten out of control.

It's been awhile

Holy COW -- almost a YEAR has gone by! I am a bad blogger friend and do apologize for that. Hopefully next time it won't take quite as long to get around to posting again. It always helps for one to remember her password as well.

Tyler would say hello, but he's too busy having a cow.

Not enough junk in the trunk

Sorry I haven't been around much lately. A bit going on right now, and part of that is the house is full of so much accumulated STUFF that it is overwhelming and just a big chaotic mess. Boxes, stacks, piles of STUFF everywhere! Most of this is STUFF that is covered in dust because I don't use it, and when I do need it, don't know where to find it!

A significant portion of the STUFF is clothing. After reading several articles, I feel past the stages of keeping things that are multiple sizes too small, hoping to fit into them again "one day." So the jeans from high school finally went on their merry way last summer. But...

I have the hardest time getting rid of STUFF for various reasons, especially sentimental ones. Like, there were several nightgowns that I occassionally wear, but they were full of holes and from 1994. I didn’t want to get rid of them because they were from my grandmother who passed away, but they were full of holes and all stretched out! So - those finally had to go.

Question for y'all: What do you do with old t-shirts that are very comfy and all stretched out that are only good for sleeping in? I keep them, of course! But how many of these does one need? Does a person really need a few dozen of them?! So I got rid of the most raggedy looking ones, and am hoping now I will wear the other ones more. I did find some new shirts that had been buried in the mess and forgotten about, so those can finally get some wear.

But it’s hard getting rid of even the old raggedy t-shirts, even knowing there is no worry about running out of stuff to sleep in. What about all those concert t-shirts that never get worn anymore because they are so long, yet seemingly too snug to be slept in? The t-shirt from the first Tori Amos concert I ever went to, which has yellow stains on the underarms and doesn't get worn... I just couldnt' get rid of it. Blah, blah blah, the list goes on and on! You would be ASHAMED if you saw the mess I kept. Only got rid of three bags full of clothes, and “bags” are those little handheld plastic ones like you get at the grocery store or Walmart. Maybe about 15 garments altogether going to Goodwill. And about 4 or 5 t-shirts with holes ended up in the trash. Not a very impressive spring cleaning, considering I spent an entire day on it.