Wednesday, March 25, 2009
The aftermath
So, it was lots of fun playing in the snow with the kids, weren't those photos great? Everyone got a good laugh and I didn't hurt a bit from busting my tail so many times . . . . at first . . . My back was a little sore a couple days later, and a week-and-a-half later, it "went out" on me. I went to a chiropractor for the first time in my life, who fixed me up with a snap-crackle-pop and made a believer out of me. No drugs, no cutting, less expensive . . . what's not to love about that?!
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Girl, I am a FIRM believer in my chiropractor! As a matter of fact, I miss them very much - and wish I could sweet talk them into making a housecall from CO, LOL!!!
you are still around! LOL I was beginning to think you fell off the end of the sidewalk...
I love quackopractors! They work miracles!!! I used to work for one as a massage therapist. There were free massages every Tuesday. Find one that does that and it will be even better!!!
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