My house once sparkling clean is all torn apart. Painting. Needs to be done, desperately. Nothing like a party on Sunday for motivation.
Too many headaches lately. Getting me down. Interfering with my life. They need to GO AWAY.
Getting my right eye touched up today. While I am seeing 20/30, I paid, I mean, Splenda Daddy paid, too much money to not have them perfect. Luka is coming with me. I hope he'll watch and take pictures, it really is cool. Even the smell of the burn from the laser.
I like the smell of wet dog. MY wet dog. I also like the smell of dog feet. The pads of their feet. I know. I am so weird.
I want a day where I do nothing but lay in bed and read a good book. I used to take a day now and then and do that. I need it. Maybe I just need to schedule it in. Saying that seems pathetic.
I have a sore in my nose that is driving me crazy! I can't even bump it without pain. Prolly some cancer of some sort. I should google it.
A fun Christmas present came last night. A box of bears. Cinnamon bears, chocolate cinnamon bears, and yogurt cinnamon bears. I feel a bear binge coming on.
I bought a scale. I have a love/hate relationship with it. Every day.
More Yankees gear came for the ROOM. I need to post a pic. I love that room. LOVE that ROOM!
I need to be better at reading private blogs. They don't show in my reader so I have to make myself remember. I also am glad when I do, there are so many fantastic people out there!
I was happy when Martie hugged me at work yesterday. I love my work BFF's.
I've been thinking about setting some goals, making some resolutions for the new year and decided I just don't want to set some expectations for myself. For reals. A little gun shy. Afraid of failure. So if I don't set any, than I haven't failed right? I'm just gonna hope for an ER-free year. That's a good one.
The January blues are setting in, can you tell? I need some more diet coke and to just shake it off!
I am with you on the private blogs. My other problem is that I only have them bookmarked on one computer at work, so I usually forget.
ReplyDeleteCould the headaches be from the 20/30 vision?
ReplyDeleteDO NOT SELF DIAGNOSE! At least that is what they tell me at work all the time :-)
I don't have any private blogs. I feel so left out!
I was just so excited to see you yesterday. It had felt like weeks and weeks since I'd seen you last. And, I was just so happy for you that Luka is finally home safe and sound.
ReplyDeleteI missed you this morning.
ReplyDeleteI love the smell of the pads of dogs feet. You aren't weird at all.
Or we both are.
I have a scale and I hate it every single time I step on it. Which is about 12 times a day right now.
You have chocolate covered cinnamon bears????
ReplyDeleteI have some Diet Coke. What time should I come over?
I have an agreement with my scale. I won't go near it, and it won't tell me how much weight I gained over Christmas.
all right, on some of them I can give you. Don't google~ www.uptodate.com it is what the doctors use. Seriously, I should know. Yankees shall remain all a quiet about that one and then if you weren't weird than i probably wouldn't like you much. Dog feet, eeewwww! And stinky wet dog smell? oh! now I get the YankeeS!
ReplyDeleteYou're right, you are weird...but in a good way ;)
ReplyDeleteWet dog smell?! Well we all have our own thing. LOL
ReplyDeleteI had to eat a cinnamon bear since you mentioned them.
ReplyDeleteMy doc says I am a perfect candidate for the eye surgery thingy but I'm chicken.
I thought I was the only one who noticed the burning laser smell. I so want to have mine done again! Insanely Jealous!!!
ReplyDeleteI can definately relate to the January Blues and I am doing it without brown/caffeine goodness - How will I get through?
ReplyDeleteThe bears all sound pretty yummy! I say grab the bears and a book and hide for 24 hours!!
Good luck!
TWO MONTHS FROM TODAY!!! Hang in there little buckaroo! I swilled a diet Coke and thought of you--here's to Coca-Cola Light con Cabana boy!
ReplyDeleteOh, I need to buy a new scale---but I am scaredy cat about it---I don't want to know the truth!!
ReplyDeleteAnd, I am with you on the private blogs----I keep forgetting the names and can't get to them easily----have to take too long to search for it---ahhh, by this time, I'm done with it!
Las Vegas is nice and sunny. 62 today. You need to grab those bears, that diet coke, a good novel, and head south. Kick those winter blues to the curb!
ReplyDeletethat's it...I'm gonna make myself a reminder here at my computer to check my private-friend's blog on a specific day each week...I too am SO bad about it! Why can't they invent a google reader up-date for private blogs???
ReplyDeletemy husband gets a pain in his nose from time to time...it's gross...you ready....it is always an ingrown hair up there...ewe...just typing that grossed me out. Once the hair works its way out...pain gone..until the next time! ;)
I love the smell of wet dog too... but I love dogs more than kids so...
ReplyDeleteand I had stuff to say about the other random crap you had but now that Ive been interrupted 15 times through this comment I have no idea what the hell...
gotta go