Sunday’s Song

Okay, I’m starting to think Pandora’s actually bad for me…

Really??

Quite surprising:

You Are Not A Show Off

You’re happy with who you are, and you don’t need other people’s affirmations to prove it. You don’t really like excess attention, and you prefer to blend in with the crowd.You are modest and humble. You don’t make a big fuss out of your accomplishments. You prefer to fly under the radar. The people who matter most will like you no matter what.

Are You a Showoff?

Pause Button

I took Rambler’s advice. For more than one reason. It’s a time to shut off my brain, get a bit of activity & have some alone time w/ one of the dogs. It’s becoming a routine & I hope I don’t just drop it. Took Seven for a walk last night right when I got home & Annie this morning shortly after I woke up. They’re both doing better on the leash, but it’ll still be a while before I’ll be able to take both @ once. Fresh air, the movement of my legs, my heart rate increasing; it’s all been good. I could easily become addicted. In addition to that, I’ve been on a fresh food craze. I’ve even been craving stuff from that nasty old diet I was on for 3 years. Of course, I can’t go back on it completely. I’m allergic or intolerant of much of the food. Yay me. My sugars have been under control, mostly. Actually, I think I’m gonna have to cut back on my meds a bit because I keep testing pretty low. Guess cutting out most carbs & all sugar will do that.

Most importantly, though, my brain gets some quiet time. While walking, I have a tendency to just watch the sidewalk in front of me (I’m awfully clumsy) & pay attention to what the dog’s doing. I found my pause button. I also had a sobering realization this morning in the shower (why is it always in the shower??). For now, the realization is enough. No more need to process the information, so maybe my brain will get even more rest. What will come will come in its own time.

Enough of the serious stuff, it’s Friday! See below for my Fill-Ins.

Friday Fill-Ins

Better late than never, right?

 

1. The last thing I ate was Honey Nut Cheerios and nothing else.

2. Salad fixin’s is something I recently bought.

3. When it rains, it makes me very happy.

4. Seven was the first person I talked to today. (Dogs are people too, right?)

5. Hugs are healing.

6. It’s good to have a good friend for extra comfort.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to taking Seven for a walk, tomorrow my plans include going to the library & hoping I haven’t gotten a fine and Sunday, I want to see my Favorite Aunt (but I don’t know if I will)!

Endorphins

I left work feelin’ really good last night. Big smile & giggly. Popped by the store on our way home. Yes, I do go to the store a lot. I have a tendency lately to forget stuff until after we’ve already gone. I decided, perhaps because it was still light out, to take a dog for a walk. Asked Spouseman if he wanted to go w/ me. Wasn’t @ all surprised when he declined. I chose Annie, ’cause she doesn’t like to get up & about in the mornings (very much Spouseman’s dog) & I wanted to take Seven this morning. There’s no way I can leash train them both @ once. So after I put my fruits & veggies away (I’ve been craving them, it’s so strange), I snapped the leash onto Annie & we went around the block. I wasn’t strolling. In fact, I had to force myself to slow down a bit ’cause my breath was coming a bit too hard. After about 1/4 block of leash tugs when she was lagging behind or pulling ahead & stopping to step in front of her or distract her from a child or another dog, Annie got the hang of walking just a bit behind me @ the same pace I was keeping. I was very proud of her. Got home & helped Spouseman finish up dinner. After dinner, I was still so…endorphin high I actually went through my evening routine. Now, I don’t do this very often. I’m often too bleepin’ tired & just strip & go to bed. I even flossed! I must recommend potato slices for dark eye circles. Much more effective than cucumbers. Finally, I got sleepy enough for bed. Stayed awake only a bit longer than I wanted to once I was there. Then, strange noises after Spouseman came to bed. He made me get up to let Sam out. The strange noises were Sam trying to open the door. Of course, the girls had to go too. So I sat up for about 1/2 hour & went back to bed. And lay there for another 1/2 hour not sleeping. Seriously. This is getting so old. My alarm went off & I realized I’d forgotten to reset it for an earlier time so I could take Seven for a walk. Well, it probably wouldn’t have happened anyway. I shut it off (not snooze) & fell asleep for nearly another 1/2 hour. Oops. Had a very vivid dream. Almost didn’t recognize where I was when I woke up. Even though I’d made coffee, it & sitting outside to expose myself to the sun didn’t help. I was still bleepin’ tired. I managed to get myself together just a bit late. So now I’m here & I’m waiting for my first wind.

My Poor Brain

I’ve been thinkin’ a lot lately. Stuff floating around in my brain. Sometimes the thoughts collide & I get all mixed up. My dreams have been getting more & more vivid again. I know my poor brain hasn’t been getting much rest. That’s probably why I’ve been feeling so exhausted. Serious stuff, random stuff, life-altering thoughts & passing fancies. Ugh. I’d like a pause button, please. Sometimes I even have some incredibly amusing (to me) thoughts. I’ll be all by myself & giggling. Of course, all of the other thoughts crowd those out, so I don’t really have much to share on any of my thoughts ’cause they’re all tangled right now. Maybe if I have the patience to unravel them (or lose patience & take a hacksaw to them), I’ll have some interesting stuff to post. Right now, it’s a challenge just to…um, yeah. Like that.

Impatience

Maybe it’s ’cause I’m on the cusp, but I think I’m the least patient Taurus on the face of the planet. The best I’ve ever done was when I worked w/ babies. Can’t help but be patient with them. I want what I want when I want it, and if I don’t get my way, I get cranky. Well, I’m cranky. I’ve been denied over & over again recently. Different type stuff, but all the same reaction: frustration. Of course, I’m the sweetest person in the world when I get my way. You may even expect a much more postitive addendum to this post later if I get something I want. But for now, I’m irritated & hurt & frustrated & tense. Aren’t you glad you don’t live in my head?

Heads or Tails

 HEADS – “Spin”

Once again: 1st thing that popped into my head, a song.

Amazing!

Ha! I know no one really gives a bleep, but here’s my weekend!

Friday night: Um, honestly, I can’t remember Friday night… Went to a fireworks store on the way home from Hell… I had a beer… I read “The Mists of Avalon”… Ah, yes. Played Farkle w/ Spouseman. We had a bet: if he won I had to clean up the yard, if I won…well, it’s moot ’cause I lost.

Saturday: I followed up on my wager. Well, only the front yard, ’cause it rained off & on all day. Played w/ my colored smoke bombs (I love those things!!) & snakes (didn’t like those as much, almost impossible to get lit!). Once night came, Spouseman played w/ his fireworks & I got a big kick out of playing w/ my little spinners, fountains, sparklers, & a spinning wheel that didn’t spin. Spouseman got bored long before I did & went inside. He said that he’s not a kid anymore & my reply was, “How boring that must be.” I was enjoying a little exhibition of my refusal to act my age. I stayed out & watched our neighbors’ illegal fireworks for a while. I think we played Farkle again.

Sunday: Annie woke me up (prickly snout in my face) about an hour before I’d set my alarm. Did some laundry. The thought of food never crossed my mind. Shortly after Spouseman got up, I left to go have coffee w/ Favorite Aunt. Followed Google Map’s directions. And drove back & forth on a 3-block stretch for nearly 30 min. ’cause I couldn’t bleepin’ find my mom’s apartment! Very frustrating. Finally found my aunt & we were on our way. Got coffee & grub & sat outside. (The exile of us evil smokers.) Bared our souls. Laughed. Cried. Caught up. Then, out of nowhere, I decided I was going to take her home w/ me. Now, my cell no longer works. Those silly people want $ & I don’t have any of that. I glanced around in hopes of a payphone. Nope. Oh, well. Talked all the way back home. Favorite Aunt said she liked my little house. (Personally, it needs a color change on the exterior, so I tend to think it looks better on the inside.) The girls freaked to see a stranger, but calmed down fairly quickly. Spouseman was surprised & a bit dismayed but polite. Our house is a serious mess. So, while Favorite Aunt & I made ourselves comfy & kept talking, he was cleaning bit by bit. Somehow the conversation got around to sleeping habits & Favorite Aunt asked if I still slept with my legs propped up & crossed. Now, being asleep, I don’t know! Spouseman made a face & nodded. Which grabbed me. I shot up & dug around in the ‘Puter Room for the remains of my photo album (Seven had gotten a hold of it). We spent the next…who knows how long sharing birth stories, baby stories & all sorts of stuff. Finally, I found the picture I’d been looking for: M’s mom had sent me a picture of him on her bed, sleeping w/ one leg propped up & the other crossed over it. (To me, it looks perfectly normal.) Favorite Aunt got a kick out of it & the strange things that we pass on genetically. Spouseman started dinner & Favorite Aunt & I kept talking. We ate dinner & Favorite Aunt & I kept talking. We taught her Farkle & we all kept talking. Annie decided she truly loved Favorite Aunt & actually got a little…too friendly. Funny stuff. Finally, it was past my bedtime & we needed to get her back to Mom’s. Spouseman took the “scenic route.” Decided to show her the bus route from our house to her new job. Downtown. Ugh. Favorite Aunt shared with me that her stepdaughter once made out w/ Dave Matthews. I really didn’t want to hear that. We finally got her home & made our way back. I was exhausted, my eyes kept informing me that they’d rather be asleep,  but I was too wired, so I stayed up until about 12:30. Went to bed…and lay awake. Finally dropped off & woke up again! This went on over & over. Or I’d wake up coughing. And coughing. And coughing. Postnasal drip is not my friend.

Today: I’m freakin’ exhausted. And I was hoping to hear from a friend by now, but have gotten no e-mail. So, I’m feelin’ a little bummed @ the moment, but otherwise okay.