Welcome XWillowX - I paint houses for a living (or part of my living) - it's hard work!
Ann - chicken cheesecake? Eww.
I have a legitimate whine now...I woke up this morning with such twinges in my neck I could hardly raise my head off the pillow. I figured it would "work itself out" but it hasn't...I spent much of the day up on a 24-foot extension ladder painting but I feel like Quasimodo, can't turn or lift my head, shooting pains and numbness down my right arm, pain. Ick.
Caved in and took half a Flexeril. Stopped at the butcher on the way home to get beef bones for the dogs to make up for me not walking anyone tonight, and to keep them quiet since the Flexeril will probably make me drowsy. I'm a real wuss with things like Vicodin and Flexeril, don't really like them but since I have two ruptured discs in my lower back which occasionally go nuclear on me, I tend to have one or the other on hand.
Contemplating a massage on Friday when I'm done with the job.
