Oh my gosh it is nearly impossible to try and type anymore while I have distractions around me. I am either just hyper-sensitive to the sounds in the house, or they are making more distracting noise than usual. It is super hard to try and think up anything witty or thought-provoking while the Power Rangers and the Transformers wage a battle outside my office door. I would never have dreamed in a million years that one little boy could make SO MUCH NOISE.
You know what is hard about blogging? Well, several things really. One thing that is hard for me when it comes to posting to my blog is The Fine Line. The Fine Line is the tightrope that I walk on daily. While I am adamant about keeping things real with the WYSIWYG (what you see is what you get; ha, its not just for web-design anymore!) way that I write, I do keep away from taboo subjects, refrain from profanity, and I’ve tried to clean up my constant remarks about craving margaritas. But you know what? Sometimes I just want to SCREAM AT THE SCREEN and say things that are not-so-ladylike, all with the hopes that you will still love me afterwards…
Guess I’m just one big ol’ fraidy cat.
While we’re opening up here and telling you things I normally wouldn’t, maybe a ‘confessional post’ is due right about now. Hmmm…. well, I’ve never been to Confession, but here goes:
-I talk to myself. Often.
Wait, you knew that already?
-Whenever I have to test a microphone (which is not often), I don’t say, “testing: 1,2,3…” Instead I say, “Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country”. I don’t know why I do this but it IS a good statement and I always get interesting looks from the crowd…
-I believe everything is better when dipped in ranch dressing.
-If I get really dressed up, I don’t do my hair- at all. I mean, I barely comb it. It’s a yin and yang kind of thing, I suppose.
-When I’m super nervous I yawn a lot.
-I absolutely cannot stand to watch television in spanish.
-There are 5+ bottles of antibacterial gel in my purse. And a half eaten Laffy Taffy. And a pirate’s looking glass. And an external hard drive. Dirty socks. Deck of cards. And a toothbrush, but it’s not mine.
Well, I guess we’ll stop there for now. We’re starting to get alittle, well… weird. My purse is where I draw the line. I know I cart around everything under the sun in my purse, a regular Mary Poppins. It really does explain a lot to me though, as to why I can never seem to find my car keys in all of that MESS-
Tomorrow (Wednesday) I still have to work. Most schools are out, including the University where I work, but staff is still working. Between now and then, I have to get a handle on what I’m serving for dinner on Thursday, especially since I still don’t feel fully committed to making the dinner. So much for putting my foot down and going out to eat! Ha! Guess Hubby called my bluff, didn’t he?
And while we’re on the subject of dinner, let me confess one more little secret to you:
I AM NOT COOKING TONIGHT.
Shhhhhhh! I’m hoping that no one notices.
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