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This morning I journeyed to the doctor. The accident I was in 4, almost 5 months ago caused soft tissue damage in my back so I shall be in physical therapy for the next 6 weeks. I had a whole bunch of x-rays taken to make sure my back alignment is still ok, the nurse said she would call if it turns out I am Quasimodo. On the bright side I did get to read some juicy gossip mags in the waiting room, they were from 2006. On the down side I am now back on pain pills for my back, just call me Dr. House :(

I tried on clothes for the first time since having the baby this week. I had to bite the bullet and get some transition clothes until I drop all the baby bulk. The first two hours were torturous, I felt like everything made me look like Rosanne Barr's body double. So after a horrid run in with some swim dresses (I still don't know what possessed me to try the hideous things on) I bought a fat smoosher. FYI a fat smoosher is not the technical name for the ingenious device that perfectly smooths out a roll of stretched out flesh, technically it is called a flexie. Well after my flexie purchase shopping was much more fun. I found two cute dresses at Ann Taylor Loft which will work for church and a baby shower I have to go to.

Princess Wiggle Worm is thriving. Last night Neil and I made smores and she was entranced by the flames in the fire place.

All in all except for a self tanning disaster all is well.