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Bleaders want to read?! Huh?!

I'm sitting in my room after spending the day thinking my insides were going to explode and got the gumption to just up and start my blog. I've tried in the past and lost steam so whatelse do I have to do since obviously I'm going to continue to have health issues that keep me cooped up in the house all day. WHY NOT BLOG?? So instead of sitting here feeling as though I have to start my first blog with my life story and whatnot...let's just start with today, shall we??

I was woke up in the middle of the night with the most horrible pains in my side...not pregnant, so what the heck?? It kept me up and doubled-over, if that's possible :) I facebooked for awhile while barking orders at my son to "get his own breakfast" and "help yourself honey, mommy's tummy hurts" from my bedroom. My sister took me to lunch where the cheeseburger I ordered wreaked havoc on my colon. I went home discouraged b/c I thought cheeseburgers would always make me feel better. I couldn't nap and finally gave in and went to the doctor. DIVERTICULITIS! Never heard of it and thought it sounded like some third-world entree' made of blood-milk or something. "Tough it out" was the orders I was given and that SUCKS! I'm an "action" kind of girl and I want answers dammit!

So here I am with my belly full of applesauce, brown rice and oops! that cookie dough blizzard, and I'm in horrific pain and wondering what else to write about?? My bleaders are gonna want words to read, right?? Isn't that what blogs are all about?!

Ok...I'll deliver one more nugget of exciting info for today...my 14 year old step-daughter just proudly announced that she can officially armpit fart.

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  1. You are ridiculous! Can't wait to see what kind of crazy shiz that your write. WAY TO GO EMILY! :)

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  2. You're not ridiculous...unless I took that the wrong way...
    anywhozzles, Blog your little heart out!

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