Mommy, My Tummy Hurts

I have a very upset tummy. I just pooped pee. And yes, that's as disgusting and uncomfortable as it sounds. Uh-oh, it's rumbling again!

I'm A Fat Sow

oink, oink, oink.....oink, oink. I've gained 20lbs since the wedding last year. (I guess that's just how happy I am.) And as great as the last year of eating has been, it's time to take the weight off!! So, I'm putting it out to the Blogoshpere and World, I'm committed to losing some tonage. So you guys, hold me accountable and don't let me slack off. First order of business...working out! UGH!

Grimmie

Sweat is an uncomfortable fabric to be clothed in. It's clammy and heavy. I feel like I'm wearing an extra five pounds of an invisible fine shean that is a concerte weight cementing me to the ground.

He Is Such A Bed Hog!

I know you think you have a good looking dog, but seriously, I have the best looking dog on the planet. Really, how can you look at this picture and still think your dog has a shot at the title?

Holy Fucking Shit

How do people get this twisted?
http://www.cnn.com/2006/WORLD/europe/08/25/austria.kidnap/index.html

I morn for the little girl that lost her childhood and rejoice for the woman and beautiful life she WILL have. I wish her speedy healing and KNOW that she has the strength to have the most joyous, properous, loving life that a monster tried to take from her.

Thank you for reminding me that everyday is a gift, a very precious gift.

An Oxymoron

Clean period panties! {{giggles}}

I'm going shopping this afternoon for new period panties. I typically get the granny panties that are more convienent when wearing a pad at night so that my sexy undies don't get all grody.

I noticed last night that all my clean period panties are in pretty bad shape....garbage time for them. Turtle just saw a pair and said, "Gross!"

I'm so looking forward to that time in my life when I don't bleed like a stuck pig for 7 days! It is such an annoyance!

It's A Pain In The Ass

I'm sorry, but MySpace is just a pain in the ass to use. I'm not sure why this site is so popular. I'm mean the site times out and errors out on every other click. It's so flippin annoying. I still haven't been able to search my alumni site because the page ALWAYS does a technical error. And, there is a bullentin comment that I've been trying to read since yesterday that also ALWAYS errors. I don't even want to get started on how slow the site is!!

So, someone, please explain the MySpace phenomenom. From my few days of use I just think it sucks and don't ever want to use it again!

MySpace World

My husband has finally dragged me to the dark side and helped me set-up a MySpace page. I'm thinking I may need to change my password, though. Today when I signed on I discovered the I had posted this to my blogspot. Or maybe temporary amnesia is a new symptom of my broken brain. What do you think?

Monday, August 21, 2006

10 reasons why my husband is godlike... Current mood: contemplative Category: Romance and Relationships 1. He is so smart when it comes to computers and the internet. In fact, he's able to manage my site and blogs when I don't have time. <> 2. His ability to sexually satisfy me (and all my friends) is immeasurable...sometimes I am brought to an earth shattering climax simply being under his smoldering gaze. 3. I have never met a man as physically strong as my husband. I've seen him lift and move cars that are illegally parked in our reserved space. 4. He never leaves the seat up, and sometimes even pees sitting down to insure that the seat is pre-warmed for me. 5. His compassion is awe-inspiring. He has been known to make periodic visits to 6, sometimes 7, single mothers in a night to make sure they have everything they need. He even teaches their kids good eating habits saying "milk, does the body good" but he says it with a lisp, to be funny, and it sounds like milf. 6. His body is like a deity from greek mythology, with rippling muscles, thick flaxen locks and strong, chiseled features. 7. His sense of humor warms the hearts of all around him, being able to make a funeral procession roll in their seats with side-splitting hilarity. 8. He has the athletic prowess to have played several sports professionally, including golf, tennis, baseball and curling. But decided he could contribute more to humanity by fulfilling his destiny as a telecommunications engineer. 9. His ex wife was recently institutionalized, having realized what she gave up by leaving him for a mere mortal man. She will most likely die a slow, miserable death, wallowing in self pity and remorse for her egregious mistake. 10. He is such a gifted writer...able to embellish a description that remolds a 36 year old, over weight, balding computer geek into a god.

Women Can't Teach Men?

Okay, this is why I could NEVER belong to a church or participate in any organized religion. It does make my heart sing with joy that Rev. LaBouf feels that women can do anything OUTSIDE the church, they just remain silent within. And this bozo sits on the City Council, but assures everyone that his religious beliefs do NOT influence his decision making.

See, I find that hard to believe given the extreme position he is takin within his church.

I just don't get organized religion.

A Busy Day

Snakes On A Plane in the morning...Urgent Care in the evening.

Turtle and I went and saw Snakes On A Plane this afternoon. It was surprisingly good! I give it two thumbs up and will probably see it again! There is one scene that I object too, but I'll keep it to myself for the time being, so I don't spoil any of the movie for you.

Then, this evening I had an asthmatic broncitis attack, so off to Urgent Care we went. Two breathing treaments and a bunch of prednisone later, all is well.

I'm off to dreamland now. Gotta love Ambien, the only way I can sleep when I've been given a shit-load of prednisone!

21 Days...

...and approximately $4,500 later, I finally got my Miata back. She looks as good as new and I promptly got a sunburn driving around with the top down all day. Woo hoo!!!

Best of all...the other insurance company has taken full responsibility and isn't fighting at all, so I should be able to recoupe all of my out of pocket expenses. yyiippppeeeee.

A Petulant child

I’ve come to realize that, with respect to my broken brain, I’ve been behaving like a petulant child throwing a temper tantrum because life isn’t fair.

I’ve never thought of myself as a victim, in fact, I abhor victimization. Life isn’t fair and it’s often hard. So what! It doesn’t help to complain or wallow about it. Yet, subconsciously I have been. My subconscious has been whispering this plaintive dirge, slowly eroding my sanity, much like a mewling kitten that cries unceasingly for its mother.

I’m just glad that I have finally been able to HEAR the noise in my brain. Now, maybe I can change the tune being sung.