slacker.

i had back surgery in june and really can't do much, even though it's been a few weeks. this is the second one i've had and the recovery is a bit more challenging (and painful!). i have many restrictions about what i can and can't do having to do with things like how much weight i can lift, how long i can walk or sit or lie down, etc. i can't really exercise, not in a "burning calories" kind of way, more of a "let's walk around the block once or twice and then eat an ice cream sandwich" kind of way. on top of it, i can't work go back to work yet. i am taking a summer course at school, my last one before sudent teaching starts, so that keeps me a little busy.

but i'm getting pretty bored and am feeling very worthless.

with all of that being said, you'd think i'd be typing away on my blog daily, maybe even hourly, passing the time telling stories or posting pictures or gossiping about people you may or may not know.

but no. i have not posted a thing in days, many days. and for that, i apologize. (not to assume anyone's been missing me, but i feel kind of responsible to keep this thing slightly interesting now i've started it.)

ok. speaking of exciting, my very awesome friend jay, and his total cutie of a fiance sam, have recently returned from a fun trip to the big easy. there are lot's of pictures posted on jay's blog and so i've been passing the time looking at them. you should see the size of the gators! not to mentinon the spiders down there! ewwww! i would love to visit new orleans someday. jay and sam went with jay's grandma, who is soooo cool (i've never even met her in person, imagine how smitten with her i'd be if i did meet her!)

i'm pretty jealous. i need a vacation. a vacation from lying around my house.

by the way, i started a book that i really can't put down (i'm actually typing as fast as possible in order to finish this post so i can go read some more...) it's the glass castle by jeanette walls. an amazing memoir. read it and it will be a long time before you stand in front of your kitchen cupboard complaining that you have nothing to eat...