I saw that on a bumper sticker once, and I thought it was totally cute but not at all appropriate to my life. My bumper sticker would say: BLESSED, BUT STILL STRESSED!
Jared's gorgeous (and I don't use that word lightly) new practice is now officially open for biznitch. The steps are oiled, the floors are greased to perfection, and the invisible wires are strung at a six inch height. In other words, our marketing plan is well and good. You know--if they don't have back problems, you can bet yer coot that they will soon!
I would post some pictures, but I'm way too busy watching The Jeffersons and sucking the butter off half a loaf of garlic bread. You know the kind...bakery section...silver bag...one solid inch of butter...a split-second glance into the heavens.
After a solid week of eighteen-hour work days, I'm finally having my moment.
So lay off, I'll post some pictures tomorrow.
Now go throw your back out!
Kidding... Kidding... I wouldn't wish that type of misfortune upon anybody.
Just crink your neck in your sleep or something.