I dislocated my shoulder…again. First time was 3 years ago while half climbing onto / half falling off of my roof while putting up Christmas lights. That one required an ambulance and morphine.

Well, this time I got a Motrin and a healthy dose of frustration from Harris Methodist Hospital.

As freaky as the first dislocation, so was this one. I was in the passenger seat of our Equinox. My lovable, yet 13-year old (seriously 13 and dramatic…I love you baby) was behaving not so well, so I spun around to reprimand her and the seat ever so efficiently popped my shoulder out of place.

I heard it and groaned. A few feeble attempts at pushing it back in place and then the pain began.

We boogied over to Harris Money First Methodist Hospital and waited about 1 1/4 hours with other moaning people. The place was packed. I declined the pain shot in my “buttock” as the nurse wanted to do. Moving was excruciating. There was no way it was gonna happen. Getting the x-ray was torture enough. I mean, why the formalities. It was obvious I had no left shoulder. I looked like GI Joe with his arm put on backwards. Just pop the sucker in place already.

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The opposite of “I’m getting fat.” Which is the direction I want to go.

My wife, oldest daughter and I joined a local health club 2 weeks ago, and thusfar have been as dedicated as any January Fitness resoluter. Health clubs are busier now than any other time of the year. This article says that 57% of an about.com poll’s respondents say losing weight is at the top of their New Year’s Resoultion list.

Today, we met with a trainer to be measured, tested and instructed. An introduction to the Food Exchange chart has us looking closely at everything we eat. He advised against any fanaticism. Instead, suggesting smaller food portions, aerobic exercise and circuit weight training.

As a matter of record, my wife’s body fat percentage is 40%, mine is 30% and my daughters is….

I anticipate and expect to share lower numbers in the future.

Meanwhile, I’ve got to go put the chicken breast’s on the grill and try some of this Smucker’s Natural Peanut Butter my wife just came home with.