Whoa Bob

ONE -- I fixed fondue last night with the left over cheese from the chili festival. Brandon and Katie came over, we ate WAY too much. Katie put a plate of bananna pudding in front of me for dessert and I felt like saying, "Whoa Bob - I just can't eat ever again."

TWO -- Yesterday it felt like there was a knife stabbing me in the butt. It is only getting worse. It is just like what Justin had going on over the summer and is NOT COOL. Sciatica apparently. To this I say, "Whoa Bob - This is very uncool."

THREE -- Jen sent me this...

"Whoa Bob."