…it’s probably just me limping across the floor.

Has anyone mastered the sexy saunter while wearing the walking cast? Cause this ski boot I have on my left foot is making it difficult to strut my stuff.

In the meantime, I give you *dun dun dun duuuun*

The Top 5 Reasons I Prefer to Visit My Podiatrist Over my Other Docs

#5. No hauling my ass over to another office for x-rays. He’s got a machine right in his office. Just for feet!

#4. The office decor includes many posters of fabulous shoes.

#3. When he pulls out the ultrasound I’m not going to find out if it’s a boy or a girl.

#2. You only have to get undressed from the ankle down.

And the #1 reason I prefer to visit my podiatrist over my other docs…

You don’t have to step on the scale.

Sunday: I spent six hours sitting on either a plane that wasn’t flying or in an airport while my children were far away from me at home.

Monday: I spent more time sitting in an airport due to my son’s cancelled flight.

Tuesday: I discovered I had been walking around on a broken foot for a week and would be in a cast for at least the next three weeks.

This morning: I ran out of gas on the way to work–mere minutes from my office. Due to the bum foot, I had to wait for an hour and a half for AAA.

This afternoon: I read a post by WhyMommy and her justified anger.

I am grateful for the time I had to read my book on Sunday.

I am grateful for the extra time I got to spend with my son on Monday.

I am grateful that it’s only a broken bone.

I am grateful for the helpful man who brought me fuel and didn’t chastise me for running out.

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Cross-posted at Gratuitous Gratitude

Details soon–as soon as I can process it all.

Being home is wonderful! Nothing compares to the giant hugs and kisses.

While I’m thinking about what to say about BlogHer, please visit WhyMommy.

WhyMommy was going to join us this weekend, but due to Inflammatory Breast Cancer had to cancel her trip. I can tell you that she was missed. Having roomed with her best friend, I can promise you that she was missed terribly.

Her physical absence did not prevent her from generating conversations in Chicago though. The message is getting out. WhyMommy is using her experience with this most aggressive form of breast cancer to make more people aware of it. And for that, I bow to her.