Happy belated holidays to one and (mostly) all!

My apologies for missing the dates when these events occurred, but allow me to wish people:

    “Merry Christmas!”
    “Joyous Kwanzaa!” and
    “Chhhappy Chhhannukah!” (I wasn’t sure how to type a throat-clearing “chhh” noise, so that’s the best I could do.)

As for those of you who consider “Chrismukkah” a legitimate holiday, you should be strapped down to a table, beaten with a candy cane, whipped with a cat-o’-nine-dreidels and banned from watching “The O.C.” ever, ever again.

If I missed any other real holidays, my apologies, but I’m busy getting ready to celebrate the end of a decade and party into the 10’s. Don’t forget to start things off on the right foot, everyone: Lift your left foot off the ground just before the clock strikes midnight. Happy New Year!!!

At least my knee isn’t creaking yet…

A few days after I hurt my right knee playing soccer (the Sunday before Thanksgiving), it wasn’t getting much better—it was still really painful trying to bend around to put on socks and pants, let alone climb stairs—so I went to the doctor to have her take a look at it. Continue reading “At least my knee isn’t creaking yet…”