Wednesday's Wrandom Wramblings

I am beginning to think that the only time I post lately is if I have some funny slang gang word, or my random ramblings.

Maybe I've lost my mojo.

This is supposed to be my journal.  I am sucking at keeping a journal right now.

I just reached 100 readers!  Imagine how surprised I am at that!  Who was the lucky 100th  follower?

Her.  Well, actually, I'm not sure exactly WHICH one of them it is, but they are following me now. I clicked over to thank them and, you know, "meet" them.  Cute girls with a cute blog and really, let's face it.  They had me at Taco Bell.

I got my Social Security statement today.  I usually never even open the envelope.  I'll leave it on the kitchen table so Splenda can look at it if he wants too. 

I felt brave enough today to open it and read it.  Feeling sassy.  On top of the world.  Ready to tackle anything. 

My SS statement today kicked me right in the ding ding.  I will be working until I am 90 years old.  And even then, I am pretty sure that this "money" they say I've earned, doesn't really exist and I will never see one cent of it. 

Wind out of sails.  Deflated. Sass is now lying crumbled on the bedroom floor like a pair of socks.

Women of Steele Triathlon is Saturday morning.  I've prepared as much as I can prepare.  I am still nervous.  Remember last year?  Yeah, my stomach is kind rebelling again this year.  Didn't think I really got too nervous for things, but I guess I really am.  Even though I am more prepared this year than last, I am worried about the swim.  I just remember how much harder it was than I planned on.  All those bodies in the water.  Not being able to get air.  I can swim, but can I swim with all those bodies flailing around me? NGL - getting edgy.

I have been craving Arby's french dip sandwich.  But I have to be careful, and remind them to leave the cheese off.  I finally broke down today and grabbed one from the drive through late this afternoon.  I repeated my order TWICE.  Both times reminding the drive through lady "no cheese please".  She even repeated it back to me correctly.  I had no worries.  I fought my way out of the parking lot through construction and the death intersection and back to my humble little home and makeshift office in my bed.  Rip open the bag, get settled with the au jus sauce ready for dipping, and WTH???  There is that stupid CHEESE!  And it's not like a big mac, where you can kinda scrape it off and discard the patty and bun that it's touched.  No!  It's melted on the top bun and throughout the meat.  Unsalvagable.  Perhaps, I should have ordered is as "sin queso por favor".  That might have ensured that it was correct.  Not.happy.

I'm not gonna complain too loudly, because HE had it worse than me.  Far worse.  And I am linking back to him in the hopes that he might get some sort of compensation.  And I like the kid.  He might have far worse living conditions for the next couple of years, and it's a bummer that his last trip with his Momma involved staying in a crappy place.  So yeah, crappy Nauvoo Family Inn and Suites - you suck.  You can go hit his blog and up his page count.  Maybe crappy NFIS will see it and do the right thing.

If ya can't tell, I defend my friends.  In Real Life ones and the ones that live in my computer. I'm as loyal as a puppy dog.  And right now, as smelly as one too.  I have yet to shower since coming home from the gym.  Early this morning.  I've.been.WORKING. 

I DO, however, get to make a bunch of cupcakes and go have a huge birthday party with all the YW.  I love Wednesday's.........