happiness is…

I've been charged to pen a post about something that makes me happy. I could have chosen many things, family-friends-kiddo-books-fresh flowers-chocolate...but honestly, the first thing that came to mind was traveling. A lot. Everywhere. New places new people new everything. Favorite destination #1? the Rick Steves tour we took of Europe in 2006. Several countries, never staying in the... Continue Reading →

here i sit

In an exam room at my doctor's office that is. They got me into a room without the usual one hour wait so that was nice. Of course, the doc might not get in here for another week or so. Scratch that. He'll be here soon I'm sure. I'm trying to think more positively lately.... Continue Reading →

quick video

Here's a very blurry dark video of kiddo. I'm in pain tonight so no lengthy post. More on that later. I think I'm pushing the legal limit on ibprofen consumption. 'Night.

high my sigh why

i'm not sure why i post stuff like the one below other than to fill time. i just want to type something i guess. i mean, do you really need or want to know about my sleep issues? um, no, i didn't think so. anywho, i'm killing time on my lunch hour (yeah, i should... Continue Reading →

why the long face?

This is me. Spreading sunshine everywhere I go. Yep yep. I mean, can't you tell? Heh. The not-so-funny thing is, I really am a fun lively laughing joking person when I'm out from behind a desk. Can we say "you got off at the wrong stop lady"? Yes we can. Eh, anyway. Stuff 'n things. Ummmmmm,... Continue Reading →

hello world

I don't have much to say really. But I've learned that when I start out a post that way, it usually turns into a lot of babbling. So we're just gonna go with it. I had lunch with one of my very good friends today who I haven't seen in ages. Sad really. Its just... Continue Reading →

guilty pleasures

Ms. Dani did a post about her guilty pleasures and I thought it was nifty so I'm totally stealing it. So here are some of my guilty pleasures...the ones I'll admit to anyway. What? I can't divulge everything people. Pop Tarts. Its not a secret that I must have a low-fat brown sugar cinnamon poptart and... Continue Reading →

staring

It's one of those nights where I should go to bed (stupid time change) but don't. I just sit on my bed alternating between staring at the tv and the computer screen. And I just typed up a rather dreary post and backspaced it away. It's that whole Sunday-night-dreading-Monday-morning thing I got going. Look up apathetic and burned... Continue Reading →

i fear the neti pot

I just went to the clinic for this yucky sinus stuff and yes, I have a sinus infection. I'm now armed with amoxicillin and instructions to go get mucinex and a neti pot or some sort of nasal irrigation/contraption/torture device. I'm good with the drugs, but the "take this thing that looks like a genie could pop out of it... Continue Reading →

so sew so sew

today was rather craptastic and disappointing i must say. i finished my wonderful book club book last night and had grand plans to go to the gym in the morning, go to bookclub, then playdate for kiddos with friends, then lunch with same friends. none of this happened. i woke up and felt awful in various... Continue Reading →

a good book. its been a while.

I'd somehow forgotten how much I love to read. I've started but not finished several books over the past few months. I am totally the slacker of our monthly bookclub. Until tonight. Just finished The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd. I laughed a lot. Those weird annoying snorts that people let out when they're immersed in humorous... Continue Reading →

sick girl painting

sounds like an indy movie title to me. i'm still sick but what ya gonna do? its friday. i'm off work, sam is at daycare and i have a list to get through at home. finishing the painting in my bathroom is the main thing. touching up in the accountant's bathroom, cleaning out my closet... Continue Reading →

fulooca pooca bahooka

on days when i want to thumb my nose at The Man, i make sure and wear a shirt that's cut low enough in the back so that my tattoo shows. only because this is in clear violation of the dress code and i can be a passive aggressive bish queen when i want to... Continue Reading →

dear diary, you crack me up

Heh. Sometimes I'll go back and read through old entries in my journal. Various reactions follow including mass amounts of cringing, eye rolling, "good grief"s, face reddening, scrunching up of the nose or squinting of the eyes, and sometimes a smile or smirk. Here are some of the more tame, short exerpts from my journal, minus the... Continue Reading →

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