The Trembler

I finally caved and started a Facebook page today. I feel so flippin' Amish right now.

My arms have not stopped trembling since I took the hedge trimmers to the weeds in the backyard this afternoon. I spend so much time working out my lower body I tend to forget that half of my existence resides above the waist.

In other news, something tells me that this is going to be my parents' dilemma when I finally pass on.