Wednesday, June 17, 2009

wednesdays are for wussies

wednesdays are tough. i'm sure you've heard the term "hump day" (and if you haven't until now, it is not a reference to routine weekday sexual activities), and everyone seems to think this makes wednesdays not only tolerable but enjoyable. but man, sometimes, i just have to draaaaag myself through a wednesday, and fridays are still 2 days away. all wednesday long. so i have dubbed myself a wednesday wussy. you can be one too!

a few thoughts for all you wednesday wussies out there:

i vacuumed up a spider yesterday while i was cleaning, and didn't scream at all, although i was marginally afraid the vacuum would shoot it back out at me, which would have elicited a large scream and quite possibly a conniption fit.

my right index toe (pointer toe, if you will) is numb on the tip, left side bottom. curious. and curiously annoying. it started last night around 7, and is still occuring, and i have no idea why. maybe it's narc-toe-lepsy.

woke up this morning around 5 am to an empty bed, which is weird because the law student was there when i went to sleep. found him underneath a sleeping bag on the couch with the roxy. his explanation: "i couldn't sleep, so i came out here and got on the couch and fell asleep." in his regular shorts. unzipped. so he got up in the dark, felt the need to dress, but not entirely. whatever. who am i to judge someone's sleeping neuroses?

i am currently a fan of greek yogurt, particularly with honey, blueberries or strawberry preserves. it was super tangy at first, but now i am hooked on it. but i would feel much better if it didn't have 12 grams of fat. kind of shooting myself in the foot here.

my dog ate a roach last night. i encouraged her to do so.

is it only 10:30 am?????? curse you, wednesday.

i'm waiting for lunch with the law student, then a visit to the local farmer's market. what's getting you through the day?

Monday, June 15, 2009

not me

today is not me monday, if you read mckmama's blog. i cannot figure out how to play by the rules, so unless someone wants to link me, then consider me a blog offender. mckmama, my apologies. now, on with it...


i most definitely did not purposefully try to be loud this morning while ben was still sleeping because i was still mad at him for waking me up at dark-thirty this morning when he came to bed, instead of coming to bed at a decent hour like i demanded asked *.

*thank you ber.

i did not spend sunday morning sporting hair and makeup from friday night and still not shower until 4 pm that afternoon. not me!

i most certainly did not lie to someone in authority today to get out of doing something i should have done. and i am not being purposefully vague because i fear they may stumble upon me in blogland, even though the chances are slim to none, and it was a small offense, but lazy none the less*. me, lazy, paranoid? not me! not ever!

*email me, and i might tell you the story, or i might not. it's way less interesting than you think.

and there you have it. like i said, not me.


Sunday, June 14, 2009

much ado about nothing

this post really has nothing to do with anything, other than posting for the sake of posting. i am watching the golden girls (season 4, disc 3), in a t-shirt and friday's hair and makeup (really), and in the middle of lists: a grocery list, a menu list, to-do list, and wedding photo list. that's right: married 2+ years and i haven't ordered any wedding pictures. heck, i even have empty picture frames up in the house. this weekend i noticed my mom does too, so it must be genetic, not lazy. i like to think it's a reminder, a "to-do" of sorts, to get current photos up. i must rethink this strategy.

i've also GOT to stop going home all the time. every time we go to visit, we always end up bringing back more than we took down there. this past weekend, we took peaches and gave most of them away. in return, we brought back books, some gorgeous sapphire earrings of grammi's (a christmas present from the law student), my college diploma, delta gamma paddle, and a huge box of old penpal letters and some sweet adolescent pictures of yours truly. i really had no style. no wonder no one wanted to be my friend.

i am floating around some ideas for future posts--one outlining bathroom etiquette and a few horror stories, a book review (just finished salinger's franny and zooey, and it's hilarious), and a post about the law student's sweet grammi. she passed away about a month ago at 98 and a half. she was such a special person.

it's a quarter to 2, roxy is laying to my right snoring, and i have a long list--cleaning, bathing, shopping, training, exercising. happy sunday, folks.

p.s. we will have a NIECE by halloween 2009!