August in April

It's that excitig time of the year - SHORT SKIRTS time :). Even though this year I can't partake in the full short skirt/ballet flats or platforms thing, I am still excited. Yes, perhaps the chunky Pumas aren't the perfect accessory to a short skirt, but hey that never stopped me before. Ok, maybe it did but I guess I am just so excited to wear "matching shoes" as one of my profs has been saying every day for the past month or so, that I don't even care if my look is circa 1998-99.
So it's all been about rehab and finals - not exactly exciting stuff blogs are made of. The most exciting thing that's happened to me was the discovery of the massage chair at the rehab place. Now, at first I assumed that they were just chairs for people with certain medical conditions - like you have to have back problems to get into one, but no, it's for everyone! So yesterday, I sat in one for about 10 minutes. It's AWEsome. Meaning, it starts out great, slightly weird, but great, but somehow, you end up w/a feeling that someone just pounded you on the back, and not in a good way. Maybe I should've used the gentle cycle. Maybe next time.
Speaking of next time. My rehab place has a lot of older russian men and women. Some of them really need to be there, others are just bored sitting at home so they get Medicare to pay for them to attend. Now, all these elderly bicker non stop! They will comment maliciously on everything. EX#1: Woman #1 has shoulder problems. She is wearing low heels & she is old and not russian. She gets on the special bed for Tracy, the teeny tiny 25yo rehab therapist to do her shoulder stretches (whatever that may be). Woman #2 is this nasty nasty older lady is sitting on the weightlifting machine across from her and says nastily, in Russian "Woman, take off your shoes, what are you crazy?" No response. Woman again "Someone, tell this one to take off her heels. What are we derevenskie (from the village) here?" Now that's the most insulting thing you could've told someone way back when in Russia when everyone strived to move from the country to the village, it's like saying "coutnry bumpkin." And this was repeated another few times. My other ave is when they all fight over the pseudo elliptical machine (it's more like a bike) and the stationary bike. It's a classic study in passive agressive behavior. Also, it's amazing how fast most of them can move in their quest to be the first ones on the machine! It's the adrenaline!

Well I am going to go now b/c as much as I want to write more, I gotta go do Business Reorganizations.... ugh.