aches and pains

I hurt my right thumb earlier this week, and since I'm right handed, doing a lot of things (ok, just about everything) has become very challenging (to say the least).

Let me put it to you this way: as an experiment, try brushing your teeth or wiping your behind with your non-dominant hand.

[Luckily, I've been disabused of the notion that I'm suffering from an early onset of "the arthur-itis."]

Unrelatedly...
I was at TJ Maxx the other day, and just after I had given up trying on bolted together bikinis, I decided to purchase some new underwear. Not being allowed (thankfully) to try on fannypants, I wanted to make sure I was getting the right size. In a move created by Satan's own personal yoga instructor, I twisted myself around and yanked on the tag of my undies, to discover that they were, in fact, sevens.

In the process, I pulled a muscle in my side.

I immediately called everyone I knew and told them that I had pulled a muscle checking the size of my underwear, which, of course, only worsened things by making me laugh my ass off and tense a muscle already in spasm.

Private lessons are available at $50 an hour. (BYO Underwear)

Also unrelatedly,
I took a trip in the Murder Van this weekend. Details will follow, when my thumb hurts less.