my life as a pin cushion

so tomorrow i go in for two more "procedures" i figure anytime they have to drug me and cut me its considered surgery! not looking forward to this but will be happy when it is done since i have been walking around with a collapsed lung for a week. and oh the saga continues of medical bills and pain pills. lucky for me ---my seister is here to help and that will be nice for a change. too young to have these problems and yet no way to stop them. hopefully it will only be a 4 day stay instead of 10 or 18. off to relax before the big day.

things i want to do

if i could pick a new profession and there were enough hours in the day i would----
decorate houses
be a buyer for large stores or small boutiques
a stock broker
a professional chef
a photographer
a painter
a pianist
buy houses- fix em and flip em
a skilled Gardner
a marketing gal
a professional grocery shopper if there could be such a job
a personal trainer
a choreographer
party planning
wedding coordinator
a florist
a doctor
an architect

its good pain

you know that feeling when you have worked out a little more than usual and you have a hard time walking, sitting or even moving? that is the best feeling ever- good pain. like burning yourself on the beach and knowing the next day it will be a beautiful tan. or how about getting a shot of morphine in the hospital but knowing you will be out and painless in moments. i love good pain and frankly its been a long while since i have worked out hard enough to hurt. bring it on baby---IM READY FOR MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!