Jinx

What's worse than saying out loud how perfect everything is going? Maybe blogging about it? Can you say dumbass?

I threw out my back yesterday picking Ruby up. Okay, I hurt my back sitting sideways and changing her diaper, then twisting at the waist while holding her to look at a woodpecker out the window. (I've never seen an actual woodpecker before so I thought it was cool. I don't think Ruby ever saw the frikken bird, she was too busy watching the reflection of my finger pointing to it.)

Anyway that was stupid enough on it's own but then I bent down to pick her up and toss her in the air. Half way back up and my back decided to fuck me over. I couldn't move and was worried Ruby would take off for the stairs again, little girl can run now. Luckily she found all my groaning and moaning fucking hilarious. She started doing baby yoga moves, bending over and grunting. We came up with a great new game.

I didn't get any of my shopping done, sat and sewed a pocket into my new geek bag, and can barely move today. I know I should just stay in bed and rest it but I've got way to much to do. I'll be on the cruise in a fucking wheelchair at this rate. But at least Mary can dump my ass out into a chair poolside and just leave me there. And that bitch Laverne finally showed up. Uggh. I'm gonna try something new: Everything sucks! Really Fate, I promise, my life is so shitty. Go screw with someone else now.