Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Milk Coma
After a long day of shopping at Target (Mom loves those dollar bins) I had built up quite an appetite. Have you ever eaten so much that you pass out right there at the table? I do it eight to ten times a day.
I managed to remove my shoes and one of my socks (exposing the patented DiPentima "regulator foot"), so Dad says I was technically asleep, not passed out. I have no idea what he is talking about.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
You're Taking Me Where?
They poked and prodded me, but said everything was in working order. That said, they want to see me again next week. What's up with that? Talk about milking the co-pays!
Monday, February 26, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Going Home
On the way home we stopped off at my Cousin Jack's first birthday party. Man that guy can throw down some cake!