Cause you still. Haven't found. What you're looking for.

No, not really.

I thought I would take time to answer some questions that I’ve been getting in comments lately, though.

Try to hold back your excitement.

andreanna asked:
Oh and did you try Shred?

So I won this Jillian Michaels 30 day Shred video from the lovely Andreanna. And yes, I did try it.
And OMG. O! M! G! It is hard. People. Do not be fooled by the fact that it is 20 minutes and it combines simple exercises like push-ups and jumping jacks. Have you ever seen a woman with size 44DD’s try to do jumping jacks without giving herself black eyes? It ain’t pretty.

However, I am pleasantly sore. And thank you again!


Priscilla asked:
Wait! Did you say brain injury?Did you blog about this before? If not, please do. No reason, I'm just nosy.

I don’t know if I blogged about it before. I can’t remember doing so.

When Jason was about twenty years old he lived in Richmond, Virginia in an apartment with a guy who was possibly in the Mafia or something and did things like count his penis and balls in the shower, like the Count from Sesame Street. They lived on the third floor of the apartment building.

One day, Jason was out on the balcony of the apartment.

That’s all he remembers.

Apparently? The balcony collapsed. Or the dude he lived with pushed him, he doesn’t know, and he never, ever saw that guy again.

But he fell three stories.

He broke both his arms, both his legs, his collarbone. He had to have an umbrella put in his heart. He makes metal detectors go INSANE in the airport because of all the various pins in his body.

The doctors said he would have to learn to walk and talk again.

Less than a week later, the nurse caught him in the bathroom trying to light a cigarette against the bulb on the light fixture. Later, she caught him trying to shave himself with a straight razor. Because, apparently, if you are my spouse, even if you are in a coma you have to look good. And also, you know, smoke.

Needless to say, he’s okay. The brain injury had no lasting effects except for having the short-term memory of a gnat. If you met him you would never know that anything like that ever happened.

A whole bunch of you asked,
Where did you get the Prose before Hos shirt?

My beautiful HOhio friend Kate gave it to me. I believe she got it at Busted Tees

I adore her. And my shirt.

Another whole bunch of you asked,
Do you have a website where we can support you in the Race for the Cure?

Officially? Not yet.

The race this year has not happened yet. They won’t open up the pages for the 2009 race year until about November. I will DEFINITELY post the link for those who want to donate. Since I have to raise like $2000 by myself and, I am totally not hot and therefore men don't fling money at me, and I am most grateful for all the donations I can get.

Also officially? You guys rock.