It is a new year, and there can be no birth without pain.
Friday, January 1, 2010
My back into the New Year!
Walking home from a lovely dinner at Samba, a new Brazilian eatery in Hopkins, I stumbled on the uneven icy surface of the street and wretched my back. By the time I got home, shuffling through the frigid temperatures like an arctic Igor, grumbling and cursing, I collapsed into bed at 9:30 p.m. and fell into a restless sleep.
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Oh no! Glad you didn't fall until after that dinner -- hope you are soon restored to your better self.
Anno has a good point-- at least you got to enjoy the dinner first!
Hope that by now your back has regained its composure...
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