I don't know about you

but there's hardly nothing more I love than going to the movies by myself and if the theater is empty even better!

Last Friday, I needed to get away from everything and everyone (including myself) so I decided flare and all I am going to the movies dammit!

I won't say it was pain free or didn't involve a lot of new thoughts about my illness but it was just what I needed. I saw Bridesmaids. Oh MY goodness...crude but oh so funny.  I love the Megan character. lol!

The moral of the story wasn't lost on me either. It was like a slap across the face. A much needed (cheesy) slap. I haven't exactly given in to all this pain. I still fight through it but my positive attitude has all but vanished and I've definitely been bitter and jaded over ALL of it.  I know there are MANY people who have it (life) way worse than I do. I won't ever lose sight of that and even though at times I may sound ungrateful I am beyond grateful for many of the things in my life.

So there was this song by this trio called Wilson Phillips. I listened to the words and they made sense. It might not be what the song is supposed to be about, but I could totally apply it to what I am going through now. Here is the song and lyrics



and just in cased you haven't seen it, here's a trailer for the Bridesmaid movie.

YAY!

Blogger is back up and running. Thank you blogger. I lost two posts in the process (my fault, not bloggers) so I'm just going to be short in this post because my fingers are STIFF.

I have RA and Fibromyalgia. Go me!

I still haven't bothered to google the fibro thing enough to understand it.

I'm tired. I think I'm going to go out tonight and catch a movie by myself. Even if I can't bend my fingers and I might fall asleep.

I feel a little suffocated in my own body right now.