Odds and Yeah, Odds

Okay, so I decided that maybe I should let you know if you won Paranormalcy earlier than September 10, then you can buy it if you don't win it. So I'll draw the winner on Monday night and announce in Tuesday's post, okay? Okay. You can still enter by clicking here.

I don't really have anything interesting to say today. I'm Mockingjay-ed out and I've taught the same lesson at school, like, 23 times, and my brain is uber-taxed to try to come up with something besides muhnnnhumm.

So today, I open the floor. What's interesting in your life?

You Know You Need A Break When...

You get mad for no discernable reason, other than Blockbuster called with a "friendly reminder" that your movie rental is now three days late.

One second everything's fine, and the next you're about to cry.

You eat out 3 nights in a row.

You have so many emails, the new ones go onto the next page.

You can't watch American Idol because you can't stand to watch the heartbreak of rejection.

You've been wearing the headphones for three hours and haven't heard a single song--because you forgot to turn on iTunes.

Your MS is in pieces and you're about to throw the laptop through the sliding glass door. Oh, and you're over your word count. Again.

The sun hasn't been shining in a week. Srsly, winter. END.

Your daughter has inherited your unibrow. Dang genetics dooming her to a life of Bert-dom and/or painful hot wax treatments.

You actually care that your daughter has inherited your unibrow. In fact, this is cry-worthy.

You lay in bed reading at all hours of the day. In your pajamas.

You buy a can of those "garnish" French-fried onion things and eat them for a meal.


How do you unwind/find yourself/achieve balance/etc. when you have days/weeks/months like this? And this totally wasn't my week, in case any of you were wondering. I know this other girl who has a unibrow. It's sexy. *wink*

But I will be taking a break gone until Monday. Have a loverly weekend!

Random Importantness

Okay, so I've got to clear some of the clutter in my head. Here's what I've got going on in there.

1. I'm typing this on my work computer (hey, it's lunchtime) and the stupid scroll button on my mouse isn't working. So I have to go over to the scroll bar to move down or up. And do you know how much time that adds to my blog reading? Do you? Let's just say this: a lot.

Status: Annoyed.

2. I can't believe Pandora only allows me to listen for 40 hours a month. Yeah, my time was up on the 12th. The 12th people. So I spent 3+ hours on Sunday trying to get my iTunes from my old mac to my new HP. And yes, I have two email accounts on Pandora (cuz 80 hours ought to be enough, right?) but Pandora is smart and won't let me use a different account on the same computer.

Status: Grr...

3. So Pandora is on right now. And I've got all my blogs open for the afternoon reading time. Problem? Someone has music on their blog. And I can't hear my Glee song. I have to hit mute. And that annoys me.

Status: *When is Christmas vacation?*

4. It's my girl kidlet's birthday today. She's five, which is both good and bad. It's good because she's so fun now that I can understand everything she says and she can do so much for herself. It's bad because she's 6 1/2 years younger than my son (I only have two kidlets) and now that she's five people think they have the right to ask me if I'm going to have more. Um, you know what? None of your beeswax.

Status: Chocolate. I need chocolate. Cake will do. This is her birthday cake. I made it myself. Hours, people. It took hours.

5. While we're on the topic of blogs, I don't like the ones that surprise you with the word verification after you've typed your comment and hit "submit comment." Just when I think I'm done, no! I have to type another word. And that's precious seconds. So if you could change that on yours, I'd appreciate it. kthxbai.

Status: Chomping on cake.

6. I'm sick. And while I'm not as miserable as I've been at other times in my life, I wish I could lay in bed with Pirates of the Caribbean on all day and have someone bring me things to eat. Because there's nothing I love more than eating food someone else cooked off dishes someone else will clean up. Sadly, I'm the cook and the maid at my house.

Status: Is it Friday yet?

What have you got on your mind right this second that you need to unload? We know it's random. We know it's important. So just say it.

General Hilarity

I love to laugh. I think everyone should have at least one good belly-laugh every single day. So today's post is going to be things I found funny enough to use my belly-laugh on. They may or may not be funny to you, because, well you know, sometimes you just have to be there. But here goes.

This past weekend, I was hanging out with my brother and sister-in-law and another sister-in-law. I was with relatives, sheesh. Both SIL's who were there are super-skinny, and I think we've all established that I'm not. So they know I'm doing the Biggest Loser thing at school--I interrupt this for a public service announcement: I lost 4 pounds last week. Did I tell you I was going to kill this thing?--and they were telling me about the exercise they do.

One SIL then said, "I love raisin bars. I have some for breakfast, some for lunch, and then a sensible dinner. It's like the Slim-Fast plan, only different."

I lost it. My belly-laugh was way too loud. It was just soo funny. In case you don't know what raisin bars are, think of raisin-filled cookies with no top crust. See? Carb-counters of the world, you could be on the raisin bar diet.

Then we started playing Wizard. It's this card game sort of like hearts. The same SIL goes, "So I have to play...(looks around the table)...clovers?"

I was like, "Um, they're called clubs." Spew!

These things may have been funny because I was on my second Mucinex pill of the day. I don't know, but I seriously could not stop laughing.

My SIL's are my favorite people. On to something different. In a forum I participate in, we were discussing which word to use for something, I can't even remember what. The choices came down to "with" or "using". The general consensus came to "using." One lady posted, "I like using too. *snort*"

That caused a fit of online giggling, rolling on the floor laughing, and other general mayhem. It was FUN-nee.

I'm gonna go confessional on you now. I love reality TV. I even DVR'ed "America's Toughest Jobs" and it should have been called "America's Dumbest Show." I watched almost to the end. Anyway, so we're watching American Idol this week. My husband says, "Is that an apron Paula's wearing?" I almost died laughing. Let me see if I can find a pic. I can't. Oh well. It was the black, sparkly one that really did look like an apron. Very funny.

That's all I can think of right now. But I'm going to have a funny contest on my blog this week...get ready to use those weird and wonky words you've been seeing around...while commenting...

Finding the Silver Lining

I think I need a new body. One that can't feel pain. I've been inflicted with yet another sinus infection. The doctor thinks that it's the same one I had in September and it never went away. So he put me on a really strong antibiotic. When I say really strong, I mean like uber-strong knocks-you-out antibiotic. At first I thought it wasn't that bad. Even though the pharmacist said not to take it with calcium (yes, I obeyed) that it might make me dizzy, to avoid sunlight, and that I might have some less-than-desired side effects. I took it Friday and felt like I was on top of the world.

Saturday...not so much. I was dizzy and I had some, um, bathroom issues. Saturday night, I woke up with severe stomach cramps and I couldn't get off the couch all day Sunday. So on top of the horrible pounding where my brain is trying to squish my eyes out of their sockets, the post-nasal drip of mucus, and any amount of blinding light, I was now dealing with the whole stomach flu thing.

I couldn't believe one person could live through so much. Seriously. Yet I am still alive. I ate and managed to keep it down. And...then I got heartburn. Come on, body! What else can happen? Why won't you just cooperate? I mean, it was a frozen pizza, not Chinese food. Argh. And ouch.

And today it's back to the brain cancer trying to pound it's way through my skull. Sigh. At least I got a lot of writing done yesterday (3277 words for NaNo). See how I always find the silver lining in every situation? The sparkly, shiny lining behind the heartburn, intestinal problems, mucus, headaches, insomnia, and infections. They're always there. Thank goodness for that.