thorn in my side

Actually, it's an ache in my back.  I boogered it up mighty fine this morning about 4am while getting out of bed.  Who knew that such an exciting, difficult task would leave me feeling pretty pitiful.  

Our whole day has been complicated by this.  I'm walking funny and getting up funny.  And I've got the baby sleeping next to me on the couch so I don't have to get up and bend over anything to get to her.  And we've not had any floor time today - I'm not so sure I could get her up out of the floor (I moved her play mat to the ottoman instead.).

She's also wearing her fooler, as I'm certain that if it fell in the floor, we'd be in major manure.

I had really good intentions to do several things today.  That list was changed about four seconds after I had to figure out how to get out of bed this morning.  The house will not be cleaned for my guests, which is fine by me.  With all the rain we've had this week, we'll need inside projects.  

They can dust and vacuum for me!