I love Kit Kats SO MUCH.

But, that does not mean that I should eat five thousand of them in a row.

I do this every. single. Halloween.

Glurgh...

I'm about ready to call in a HAZMAT team.

My house is insanely messy crusty dirty.

My solution, of course, is to blog about it, which is probably just a tad less useful than, oh, I don't know, ACTUALLY CLEANING.

Maximum Density

Wow, I am really hitting the upper limit. My last pair of fat jeans are getting...well...pretty damn snug. And sucking in my belly just isn't cutting it any more.

 

Part of the issue is definitely the Zoloft. Not only that it increases my appetite, but it definitely makes me not really overly anxious about the consequences of yummy food. A lot of the time I'm like, meh, I'm fat, but I don't care. I guess higher serotonin levels aren't an unmitigated good thing.

 

And also, of course, I'm not exercising at all really. I went out on Sunday, but Tuesday I was going to hit the gym and then found myself taking a nap instead. Work plus school plus kids = I am tired, dammit! Right now, naps and rest are a higher priority to me that getting a run in.

 

BUT...I can't afford new pants, and I gave away all my old REALLY FAT jeans. Because I swore I would never see that number again.  Yeah right. Sigh.

 

Both Geniuses in their own right...

(paraphrasing)

 

Me: I really like Matchbox Twenty. Dave Thomas writes great lyrics.

 

Coworker: Um, you mean Rob Thomas. Dave Thomas was the Wendy's guy.

 

Me: Oh. Yeah. That's not really the same thing at all, is it? Well, I like what he's done with the square burger, then.

 

 

 

The return of my wall

There was some rumblings that my partition wall (which gives me some semblance of privacy and quiet so I don't lose my mind while working in the middle of traffic and conversation) would be permanently removed. Fortunately, that decision was reversed and I get my wall back. The weird thing about it is New Guy told Dave to tell me...he won't talk directly to me about anything!

nighty night

zzzzzzz

Seven years ago today...

My littlest one was born. Now she is in the first grade, even though I still call her "the baby" sometimes. Moms are funny like that.

 

Happy Birthday Avery! I love you!

 

Near tragedy (no, for real)

Forgot to mention earlier...my friend Steve wrecked his motorcycle yesterday. A car cut in front of him and he lost control of the bike. Fortunately he was wearing his helmet, but his entire left side is a huge painful road rash and he bashed his shoulder and knee pretty good. No major damage to himself, but his bike is trashed.

 

My mom has always been hysterically afraid of motorcycles. Everything I've witnessed in the past year supports her point of view. ER docs call them 'donor-cycles' for a reason, imho.

 

 

 

Crazy Chicken

I must have a serious case of "bad day" face, because Dave surprised me with a taco salad from the new El Pollo Loco on Power Plant Parkway. It is really good!

 

Multimedia message

Disaster in process

And I'm trying to invoice, put together delivery numbers, and schedule a freight pickup in the middle of all this.

 

Fun!

 

My clipboard has not returned to me. I suspect it is gone forever. *sniff*

 

Is it lunchtime yet?

 

Bad start

Someone stole my favorite clipboard right off my desk. I know this sounds petty, but it's coloring my whole mood.

 

I'm not feeling great about things right now, sorry to say.

 

I have a mountain of work to do, best to get to it...

 

I really didn't think that would work,

But it did! I posted from my phone! Too bad I'm the world's slowest thumb-typist and it took me like twenty minutes to do it.

It is really lovely outside today, and nice to spend an hour alone with my thoughts. Sometimes I think of going out for a run as "airing out my brain," just kind of clearing out the cobwebs and getting some sun and oxygen.

So now I'm home, showered and tired and hungry, but feeling pretty good about things.

Danny is making lamb shanks with rosemary and red wine for dinner. It smells so good in here I can't even describe it.

Test post from phone. Wow, i am really out of shape.

Cold Pizza and Study Group

Took Avery shopping with Grandma's birthday money. She spent it on Webkinz, of course. Webkinz are simply stuffed animals, but the hook is that each animal has a code that you enter on the Webkinz site to get...a *virtual* animal as well. The whole thing is actually pretty genius.

Just ate half a slice of cold pepperoni pizza. Now I have to take a quick shower and head out to study group for Anatomy. Test tomorrow, blech.

I'm Not a Big Fan of the Kermit-Green Layout

And hopefully soon I will figure out how to customize the layout. Baby steps here, people.

Anyhow.

I had a big accomplishment today: I survived my daughter's birthday party. I don't do well with parties, period, but ESPECIALLY ones I am responsible for! The anxiety and overwhelmed-ness (I think I just made up a new word) really get me torqued, plus when it's my responsibility I can't, you know, LEAVE when I get freaked out. Though I did get sent out to pick up pizza, which was a lifesaver. I mean getting to take a break, not the pizza itself.Wow, that grammar and logic got really convoluted but fuck it, it's staying because it's my blog so neener neener. How mature of me!

Bottom line: I made it through with only minor emotional bruising and without any Xanax, though I really really wished I had some handy. But it just goes to show that I don't really need it, which is exactly why I didn't refill the scrip last time.

Yawn. Sleepy. Time to call it a night, mes amis.

(Tomorrow, hopefully, the gym, for the first time in months. Hope I find the followthrough I need.)

On edit: I like the blue layout a LOT more

All a bit overwhelming.

Am I getting old? (Answer, by the way, is Yes. Totally.) I'm trying to navigate all the various layouts and options and whatevers in Blogger and it's a lot to figure out all at once.

I think I managed to work out the kinks in the email blogging. So I can post from work. If I can figure out how to post from my phone than I can entertain myself from posting at school too. Though, not during class time, because there are a few girls who text for nearly all of class and it is SO freaking disruptive, not to mention against the rules, not to mention i'm spending over SIX GRAND on this class so put your damn phone away already.


Anyway, back to topic: lots of posting, yay!

Trying Something New

...and by new, I mean something that everyone else on the planet has done before. Namely a blog of my very own.

But honestly? I'm getting embarrassed by MySpace. I am too old to be hanging out with teenagers and sparkly fonts and all of that shit.

More later, as I compose my thoughts and contemplate sharing my new venture with the world. Well, a few friends at least. Or, maybe not. I haven't decided yet.