Consequences

What a day.....what a day. I am sitting here, burnt to a crisp and happy as a fucking clam. I am that much closer to being dark enough that I can convince y'all that I am 30lbs lighter and 6" taller....I figure between being tan and wearing a black bathing suit, it could happen.

Spent most of the day at the KW pool with Texas and Nanner...some other fellow mommas showed up with their offspring...so kids were entertained. Action packed had a couple of melt downs, but Mother of the Year, here, ignored her...and she eventually piped down. I should probably back up and tell you about my visit to Dr. Bone, yesterday. He removed the stitches and graduated me from the cock blocker air cast to a geriatric-looking rigid "shoe". It only covers my foot and not my whole foot and shin, so I am on track to walk, soon....I am still using my sticks...but, I decided to be all dangerous and just use one to walk down the winding sidewalk to the pool....It took me a while, but I made it....flopped my ass on a plastic lounge chair and all was good. Until, I could smell myself from the large amount of sweat emitting from my pits and pores. Texas was all like: "you should get in the pool....". Yeah, I took that as a dare, and gimp/limped my way to the pool stairs and hopped in. So, this big girl was all spread eagle on my blow up raft, floating away in the pool...discussing the hot bullshit gossip that is going on right now, and in the back of my head...I'm thinking: how in the HELL am I going to get out of this pool? I haven't mastered climbing up stairs...I'm still crawling my way up....Another mother came to the rescue and got me a plastic chair to get out....or, I'd still be in there....which maybe wouldn't be so bad? The water would feel good since I AM burnt to a crisp...consequences.

So this bullshit hot topic gossip is really eating at me...it's one of those things where you don't want to get involved, but then again, you don't not want to get involved. A beloved member of our school community is no longer involved with our school....and we can't stand it....we want her back...and we're hatching a plan...and I'm probably going to go to hell for it...oh well, never stopped me before, right? Consequences.

I'm going to take my crispy ass up the stairs, and hit a cold shower....and probably scream...which will irritate the family...ha ha....consequences....