Thursday, November 29, 2007

daily update

My rolled ankle is still sensitive. I ended up not taking any pictures of it in fear of it grossing me out later in life. I've suffered enough from ankle/foot injuries, and I'm still sensitive about my right reinforced steel ankle/foot. I have full up and down maneuverability, but side to side is still very tender. Three days ago now I removed the temporary 'ace' compression bandage with hopes of further training it to heal and to move. I've now worked the limp out of it, and am still pushing to further rehabilitation.

During the thanksgiving break I had my foot under 24 hour guard. It was tightly wrapped, but would quickly tire from the extended shopping trips. I have never really been shopping with 'The Trio' before (that would be Brandi, Lacie, and Tiffany - my new sisters.) When I go shopping I know what I want, and I go get it. Most guys are like that. But with the Trio, If its in a store, it needs to be looked at, analyzed, inspected, and even tried on. There were a lot of stores at all the malls that we went to in Salt Lake I tell you! I currently am thinking of a visit to the Park City Outlet Mall. Although my ankle was tightly wrapped, it felt sore; the muscle kind of sore when you've worked out a lot and the muscles are tired. It felt good to bend it, a relief kind of pain. But as I would walk around, chasing the Trio, it was like a chasing a pack of wild kids in a carnival. Every new store they saw was a new possibility, a new adventure, and something new to try on. I don't think there was a single store that they didn't try something on at. Even the kitchen supply store, where I only thought they sold pots and pans. Oh no, they found the aprons, and yes, they were tried on. I should have gotten us to stop at a gas station to test my 'Try Everything On' theory. After that adventure I was exhausted. And all, or most, of my ankle energy was depleted. So now, without the extra bracing support, my ankle feels similar to after an 'Extreme Shopping Trip' with the girls.

Last night Catherine and I went to Costco to shop for the Ward Christmas Party. We filled the back of my car completely full of plates cups and flatware. It was an adventurous trip, cause Catherine hadn't been in a Costco store for a long while, so she was going wild most of the time. And other than my milk spilling and leaking everywhere it was great. and I got to eat at their Hot Dog Stand. Then we stopped by some place called Trader-Joe's. I thought it was supposed to be a fancy expensive place, turns out it a dump! Low prices must mean low quality to them, cause it looked like I had walked into a store from the early 80's (thats not meant to be a good thing). Tonight I have to go find more stuff for the party.

Work is still busy. And 'Denim Steve' sounds like a Walrus. I guess he was sick this time.

Lunch was sponsored by Jamba Juice, and a bit of second hand smoke from a bunch of European chicks. (on my way to lunch I saw Silvia. I stopped and stared at her, and waited for her to see me. when she was about 15 feet away she threw her hands in the air and yelled something like 'hello'. the 4 guys with her looked confused. We chatted for a minute.)

I'm listening to Eragon. Its still a bit confusing and disjointed. I'm waiting for something cool to happen.

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