I have blisties..

For you Office fanatics out there, you know that's where my title comes from. When Andy gets "blisties" and has to play in a golf tournament. Too funny!

Well.

Blisties are NOT very fun when you've got them. I have them on my feeters:

Some of you may not think those look too bad, but they hurt like the dickens!!

Here's what happened. Sunday evening, we went to Phillip and Emily's house for dinner. They made chicken salad and we had potato casserole, watermelon, strawberries, chips and more. It was rather delicious. Then, we had some yummy chocolate cheesecake that one of Jamie's customer's gave him. Oh. Heavenly Heavens. This cheesecake is to die for. But it's also around 700 calories. Yipes. So, Emily and I went on a big o' long walk! I wore my brand new chacos because I wanted to break them in. Bad. Idea.

About 45 minutes into the walk my feet started hurting. I just thought they were rubbing. Didn't think anything of it. Lo and behold, my cute new sandals were rubbing the skin off my feet. We walked for a little over an hour probably and my feet were pretty bleedy. Eww. So I toddled on into the house, washed them off and realized that I kind of screwed up my feet. No fun. So all that to say, I am hobbling around with janky feet and band-aids.

I've been taking baths because the warm water hurts too badly. Isn't that pathetic! I've been entering the bathtub very elderly-like. I hold onto the sides, prop my feet up at the end of the tub and do a deep tricep dip into the tub. How sad?!

I'm hoping they heal quickly :)

In the meantime, Leia has been a good nurse. She licks my feet (I don't encourage it), and sits by the tub to make sure I'm okay. Love this dog.

"Mama, please get out of the tubbers!"
"Oh alwight. I'll just wait for you, Mama."
Alrighty tighty, my dears! I'm off to school. We have a yoga instructor coming to day. Too fun!

Love y'all! Have a terrific day!