It’s been a busy weekend here in the Ames’ house. Greg broke Daniel’s arm. Long story short…Greg has been training for a week…Daniel goes with him to the gym and hops in the ring after a sparring match….Greg doesn’t know his own strength and breaks Daniel’s arm.

To make matters worse, the arm required surgery so my copy editor is high as a kite and I’ve been playing nurse all weekend while trying to stay on top of my other duties.

Your girl is tired!!

Why Daniel hopped his skinny butt in the ring with Greg, the Buddhist MMA fighter from hell, is beyond me.This is why I don’t allow them to wrestle  in the house….they would, oh they would!!

Anyway, Greg feels really bad. When I arrived at the hospital I found him in the chapel praying. You see, he doesn’t fight outside of the ring (except the time he beat up our neighbor for calling me the N-word but he had it coming) and hurting someone close to him is unthinkable.

It’s 12:07am and I’m trying to work in between Daniel's hourly checks. *sighs* I’m giving it one more hour and then I’m calling it a night. Tomorrow I'll tell you guys about Daniel swinging on Greg last night. It's sooo funny.