I got a lot of sleep last night which was nice. I think I've discovered that elevating my foot helps.
Went to Kodiak and got work done. That was awesome. Then we got a pillow that i can use at the dorm to get my foot a bit higher. Had pizza for lunch which was nummilicious. Now, I'm relaxing. The foot is sore (what else is new?) and I'm feeling ditsy.
I used to be able to do so much with the theraband. The exercise they gave me yesterday used to be the easiest one. I can bearly do seven of them with the slightest amount of resistance. And now I'm really sore again. How on earth will I ever get better?
And why do I go from in a relatively good mood to really discouraged?
Yep, folks, I forgot to post this earlier:
11:23 am: The staupid pills!
It was brought to my attention that my MSN screen name could be construed as something very very different than I intended. It says "Nickie and Julio: Yes I did take my stupid pill this morning!". That could, theoretically, be taken as me being on THE pill. For the record, I'm not. I'm at a women's college for a reason...
I'm just writing this from Kodiak. I've had my carmel vanilla latt. And now I'm drinking a cinamon apple cider. Yum! I'vae written most of my lab report and some of my performance review. Now', I'm just sitting here, chilling. And wishing mom would come soon. I'm hungry again, but don't want another scone. I'm kind of hoping for something else, not sure what though.
Julio's song was on the radio. That was fun. And Julio's being rather forwtd about wanting his gentle leader off. He just rubbed his face aacross my butt to try to get it off.
The one bad thing about Kodiak is that they don't have free WIFI. Or any WIFI. I kind of need to send out a few things, but I can't from here. We may go get a haircut for me later today.
I'm definitely a dits; I forgot to put my Neurontin iny fanny pack. So mom had to run back for it later. That's rather embarrassing.
Today I was re-united with a book from my childhood. Bookshare now has the book "It's not Easy Being A Bunny". That used to be one of my favorites along with several Dr. Seuss books and a story called "Mr. Mc-Muddle's Messes." I'd make mom read those books and stories over and over again. As a kid, my parents (usually my mom), read me to sleep. Sometimes, I still wish I was little and could be read to. Maybe that's why I love audible books so much.
So tell me: What were your favorite books as a kid? What is your favorite bedtime reading now? Or do you have another type of routine you'd like to share?