Monday morning I got to work and I moved my mouse around to wake up my computer. When I went to grab the mouse the center of my palm hurt. Wait....both of my palms hurt, but in just one spot. It felt like I had a perfect little bruise right in the middle. I tried to get out of work by claiming the beginnings of a stigmata. For some reason people didn't want to believe me. Later on in the day around 2pm I turned to MJ and I told her that my hands still hurt. She asked me if I was clapping a lot during the Super Bowl. *ding ding ding**** I remember why my hands hurt now! I spent the 4th quarter of the Super Bowl in Dave and Jaime's bathroom plunging the blasted toilet. Perfect little bruise in the middle of my palm is from the way I was plunging. It's a bit embarrassing but at least I wasn't puking all over the place and at least it didn't seep down to floor below us. Haha!!!!! The picture above is where we went on a lovely hike Sunday morning before the Super Bowl. See the tiny people up on the very tippy top, well that is Dave, Jaime, Zac, Dan and three dogs. I took the picture from nice flat and level area. I didn't make it up there nor did I even try. I'm too broken with my wonky knees and popping ankles and lack of exercise.
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