Hubby got up to pee and woke me up.
I went pee then.
Birds are chirping. Too freaking loudly. Or is it loud?
Then felt the urge to Blog in order to shut my mind off so I can have two more hours of sleep.
Diva’s tooth, still intact.
Detox-7 seems to be working, aside from a killer headache on Day 2. Bark fiber drink seems to go down better with some Oreo chasers immediately following.
It was a long matchstick that clogged the toilet. No further problems.
I’m hungry right now.
Diva ate cashews yesterday – a MAJOR breakthrough – voluntary PROTEIN!
These were the winners of the CD contest; as promised, they all received personalized CDs according to what I knew of them, or what I think I know about them --
My Cold Stone Creamery Mother’s Day choice: cake batter with hot fudge, caramel and brownies.
Jenster won that prize.
I’m typing with one eye closed because it’s kinda bright (the screen) and it’s bothersome.
As I believe in The Secret,
I am positive 40 Weeks will be published some day.
Puncture wound healing nicely.
Wonder-Neighbor no longer worried that I’m suicidal.
Hubby refused to wear this on Mother’s Day. He said, “Not for nothing, but it’s kinda catty.”
Haven't had a Starbucks fix since last Friday.
Not missing it. Or the money that it takes to sustain such an addiction.
Second novel progressing very nicely.
Had an awesome walnut, pear, blue cheese salad yesterday.
Shrek the Third comes out this weekend.
Swam laps at the club yesterday instead of the Strength Training program. Hoping to be incredibly sore when I wake up for real today.
I have been a Blake Lewis fan since I first saw the cutie and he beat-boxed. He reminds me of an ex-boyfriend – the hair and the smile, not the beat-box or singing part, or the tattoos, so I guess he doesn’t really remind me of an ex-boyfriend. But, at this point, I would say it’s anyone’s guess as to who will win the title. Jordin is amazing.
The Manic family is getting tickets to the American Idol tour. Diva will freak out when she sees Sanjaya (ewww) singing on a stage in front of her.
Talked to Swish on the phone yesterday. Had to call her cuz the Tegan and Sara song reminds me of her.
Still typing with one eye closed – can you guess which one?
Those birds at 4:46 A.M. have got something going on. They are screeching outside.
Read this incredible book recently: Twisted. Young adult, but not for children.
Am reading this one currently; has lots of familiar references as I went to high school in that town. I wonder if the author is an alum there? He must be.
I am feeling like James Blunt right about now.
Mind is clear.
And am going back to bed to spoon Hubby, who I think I want to rename Mr. Manic.