I'm Alive!

No, really. I am!

I've been so completely swamped the last few weeks that the blog has been the furthest thing from my mind.

But, I am completely fine. The past few weeks have been crazy. First, we went to the lake where I have no access to the Internet tubes.

I returned to Little Rock where I spent the next two days driving around with out-of-towners showing off projects from the southeast border of our lovely state to the northeast corner, each night returning to Capital City too late to muster the energy for a post.

The next three days were spent wishing my colleague the very best before she moves to Romania with her boyfriend, so I couldn't even sneak a post in while at work.

Friday night I went out with said colleague and other coworkers to "have a few drinks". Of course, a friend from DC was in town and delightfully decided to join us. The next thing I know I'm in quite the drunken stupor at a bar in North Little Rock.

Saturday night was filled with more of the same with said friend from DC only this time my back was out. Seriously. I'm pretty sure I'm now in the running with Turner for lamest excuse for throwing a back out.

I was putting on a pair of jeans when my left foot got caught at the knee. I started to fall to the left, and turned to catch myself on the dresser. Yep, next think I know I'm sitting on the floor with shooting pains up my spine. But, no worries a few beers cleared up that pain and I made it out Saturday. Of course, I spent all day Sunday with an ice pack and a Ben-Gay patch.

So, today my back still hurts like hell. I'm still completely swamped at work seeing as how I managed to get little office work done last week, I have another friend from DC coming to town tomorrow, and I might manage to make it back to the lake this weekend (call me, Ash!).

Long story short: life is good, and I am, in fact, still alive. If only barely.

L.