Recovery

I went to the chairopractor yesterday and he "fixed" me. I say "fixed" because I know I'm better than I was, but I'm still not good. I still grimace when I'm getting up and down and Karyn is still waiting on me hand and foot. She's been very good to me, but I suspicious that she may expect me to treat her the same when she's sick. I don't know about that.

I was hoping to take tomorrow off to test out my new meat smoker but I can't do that since I've already missed some work this week. Some time soon though. When I do it'll be a feast.