Jock itch...on my foot

About a week ago the bottom of my foot started to itch, and itch, and itch. So, having had athlete's foot before, I deteremined that this was what was going on with my foot. So, I asked Morgan to "use his best judgement" in getting me whatever athlete's foot medicine would be best. I said "get whatever you would get for yourself". I knew that I was taking my life into my hands, because if you know Morgan, than you know that he thinks outside of the box on a lot of issues...hence, he came home with jock itch medicine. I'm assuming that it treats athlete's foot too since it's an anitfungal, but man, I hope I'm not wrong.

What I really need to know is whether it is contagious and if it spreads. I've had to itch it before and although I wash my hands right afterwards, I worry about it spreading to my fingers, or worse, my face. Try explaining why I have "jock itch" on my face to my bosses. "No, seriously, it's not what it sounds like!"

Baby update

Well, just to follow up on my last post...my friend's birthday (Brenda) was today. She shares her birthday with her mom and as of today she also shares it with her nephew. Her brother and his wife had their second baby boy today on her birthday. That leaves about 4 women to go...

Baby boom!

Have you ever noticed that once you know one person who is pregnant other pregnant women seem to come out of the woodwork? Maybe it's because you are more aware of the bulging bellies, but in my case it has nothing to do with how much I pay attention. One of my best friends from high school, Kelsey, is now about 3 months pregnant and out of my office of 23 people (about half which are women) there are three women who are pregnant right now. One 7 months, one 3 1/2 months, and the other 3 months. And, there is another woman who is trying. Is there something in the Dawson Wissmach water? Is there some sort of parasite in the water cooler? If so I better start bringing my own bottled water.

The Early Bird...

is supposed to get the worm...right? Well, in my case, I hope to get a workout. I joined the gym about a year and a half ago, and while I go regularly (of course it started out a lot more regular than it is now) I find it hard to get there, especially after a long day at work. Recently this hasn't been a problem because Morgan and I have been playing a lot of tennis so I get a good workout without dragging myself to the gym (which is pretty boring), but now that it's raining every afternoon like the tropics, we can't play as much. So, I've been forced to find another way.

Therefore, this past Wednesday and today, I have dragged my butt out of bed at 5:15 a.m. to go to the gym before work so I can have the evenings free to hang out with Morgan, other friends, or just relax. This way I can get my workout out of the way and I have more energy for the rest of the day...well, theoretically that's what is supposed to happen. But, anyone who REALLY knows me knows that I'm not one who enjoys getting up early (just ask my parents). I'm usually cranky and mean spirited (more than usual :o)

I have found two major themes that have developed out of this early gym experience. One, I actually enjoy myself and I'm not so cranky because I'm venting my frustrations out on the weight machines and elliptical machine, and two, that I enjoy my evenings, but I get so tired around 6 p.m. and I just...feel...like...sleeeppii..zzzzzzzzzz