That Time I Was "Diagnosed" with a Detached Head

Look at that pals we've survived yet another week. And guess what? This Saturday is fall y'all. Like for realz. Meaning "officially" it's the first day of Fall for those of you who are above the slang thing. Are you as uber excited as I am for crisp, cool autumn evenings, snuggly sweaters, pumpkin lattes, and seasonal boots? Seriously, it's one of my favorite times of the year. Next to my birthday. Obviously.  In the mean time, some of my top favorite things of the week:
1. Enjoying tears of laughter with our neighbors as I recalled the time a massuese discontinued my massage because she said, and I quote "you need to see a doctor right away, I don't think your head is attached".  Really? Gee, what am I like the first person to be diagnosed with this condition since the sleepy hollow days? I thought holy crap! My mom wasn't kidding when she use to tell me I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached.
PS. I spent that whole night tossing & turning in bed fretting about how I was going to go through life with an unattached head. True story.
PPS. Incase you're wondering my head was fine. Definately still attached. Turns out I had a torn ligament in my neck. Same thing.
PPS. In most states it is HIGHLY illegal for massage therapist to give medical advice and or diagnoses. Now I see why.
2. Discovering Spotli. Where have I been? If you frequent Craig's List {for items to buy not for hook-ups} and you've also been living under a rock then you'll want to check this out.
3. Finalyzing details for our new wood floors we'll be putting in our la casa. I can't wait! Till it's done with that is. The labor part I wish I could just sleep through.
4. Throwing back a few Skinny Cosmos with our friends at my favorite sushi/hibachi restaurant last weekend.
5. Stuffing my face with these bad boys. Thanks Katie for the referral!

What was your favorite thing of the week?Hopefully, not a unattached head. Happy Friday. Happy Fall. High five.