Let me catch you up to speed on yesterday’s brutal attack on my psyche~ I’ve had severe lower back pain for three days in a row, so much so I’ve had to resort to my dads back brace, Blue Emu cream and multiple Ibuprofen every 4-6 hours to function upright. My hubby has called me old lady & wrinkles more than I care to relay because of my brace, meds and creams. To add insult to injury, my eyes were dilated from previous Ophthalmologist visit, so my vision and balance were not so great. After leaving the eye doctor my daughter decided it was a great time to look for her a costume for her upcoming sorority “Great Fratsby”social, probably because my vision was sub-par and I couldn’t read the price or care in my fragile state. On with my hubby’s part in this story~ my thoughtful, loving hubby deemed that an appropriate time to have a costumed Sasquatch at the Halloween store jump out and SCARE me. Needless to say, with my wrenched back and burry eyes, I was still able to scream and  jump pretty far across the store……my hubby’s excuse “I forgot about your back, I’m so sorry , but admit it, it was FUNNY!?!?!?!”  Paybacks are a bitch and I mean a bitch!!!!