Cheer Up, Charlie

Yep--the painter is awake. For the first time EVER, I woke up with a charlie horse just awful enough to make me cry. What is that all about? After a few minutes of rubbing it out, I realized that I might need to go to the pool tomorrow for some R&R--it's either that or find a husband who is willing to wake up at this unforsaken hour and massage my leg. Either one is fine with me. I'm not picky. So, here I am eating a fantabulous Dreyer's Whole Fruit Popsicle and wondering if I'm required by dental law to brush my teeth again. Dangit, I think I am--freakin' charlie horse.