
Don't ever take your ability to breathe for granted. When you can't- it
BITES THE BIG ONE (Craig says I should think about what I'm really saying when I use that phrase- however, I choose not to- I don't like what I see.)- and people look at you like your
CRAZY- as if to say
"catch your breath already- you're like what 25?" I would of course reply with "No- I'm 32 and my lungs suck it- so back off- or when I catch my breath I'll beat you until I have to catch my breath again."
Okay- I'm on one tonight- no worries to all of you worriers- just a sucky day.
When you can't breathe you find ways to still do the things your child loves and still be able to breathe at the same time. Well- lately I want to ride bikes with Elliott. Not just ride bikes in the driveway- I want to
GO RIDE BIKES around the bay- up the hills (with a little help from what could soon be my electric engine)- and down the hills all on my own with those cute little pedals.
You know you secretly want one too.
I may sound like I'm kidding, I'm not.
Next Christmas I may ask for a Segway.
I will be taking donations from now until Christmas. Kidding!