"STRANGER IN THE MIRROR"

DEEP IN DUNG

For those paying attention, that would be SHIT!

Oh yes, I am constantly knee deep in it. Doesn't matter if I am home, at work, or just strolling around the city. It finds me.  Honestly!

Just trying to dig out. I'm sure I will eventually get there. Maybe.

Just sayin'.

THINKING OUT LOUD

Seriously, if I watch one more olympic event, just shoot me already. Really, just put me right the hell out of my misery.

I stay up way too late. I actually find myself screaming and cheering right here, from the edge of my couch. WTF....am I serious? I have to get up at the asscrack of dawn. I'm only getting about 5 hours of sleep, if I'm lucky.  I need some help.

While on the subject of the olympics I'm thinking of adding a few of my own. How about stair climbing? I think I could top anyone. I must go up and down the stairs in my house at least 90 gazillion times a day. I also have three floors to go up and down.I could easily medal in that feat.

How about number of times running to the store. You would think what with the price of gas and all that I would be just a tad more efficient. Not so much! Yep, I could medal there too.

Laundry? Don't even go there. Does at least 5 loads a day, with no babies attached count? Yep, that medal has my name on it as well.

Oh really, don't get me started. I could go on and on. I would be tired getting up and down off the podium. Not to mention the uhaul I would need to help me home with all my hardware.

Actually just thinking about it just wore me out!

I think I'll just sit here and finish watching the USA team get ripped off again.

 

WHY HELLO THERE...

How the hell are you? Yes, I know, it has been quite awhile since I've visited this place.

I see that not much has changed, the blog fairies did not write any wonderful entries for me, my blog has not changed and I still can't link a damn thing, after all this time.

So yes, nothing has changed.

But hey, life is still good! I'm alive, I have a few things purchased for the holidays, and it is still, almost summer here in the city.

Seriously people, where the hell does time go? I mean, I swear that it was just yesterday and the little costumed people were ringing my bell for candy. Thanksgiving is next week! Yikes! I have to cook and clean not to mention that said food must be edible, sheesh, people around here are so demanding.

Honestly, before I write again, it may be Christmas. Can you imagine? Hey, I guess time flies when you get old you are having fun or working. Take your pick.

I have been reading my blogs though. Oh yes I have. They are some great ones too.

Annie, you outdid yourself on that last one. Too funny and true. Yes families can be pains in the asses constantly once in awhile. Go read it if you need to be brought back to reality a good laugh. Yes, dammit, I can't link yet. Too lazy is what I am, you know, to actually have to go read and figure things out. Oy, I just gave myself a little headache there. Anyhoo, onethingIhateabouttoday, that's the name of Annie's site.

While you are reading, go visit Theory of Thought, then come back here and tell me how old you think the writer is. Yes, she is a mere child, a young person with the mind of a much older person. Give her some support on her college search. I love this child's blog and someday, mark my words here, this young girl will be known to all. She is that insightful! If you can't find her site, go look for her on my sidebar. Click and read away.

Just Another Day is another of my daily reads, good job Gina, as per usual!  Tug, I didn't forget you, you know that Brady is always on my mind.

Go read people, there really are some great and funny people on the nets.

A big "shout out" to the Italian Babushka too. Yes, yes, read.

I really did have some great things to blog about in my head somehow by the time I turned the computer on, I forgot. Seriously! Swear on everybody, I forgot.

Oh well, maybe next time.

MONDAY MUSINGS

I don't know what it is about certain blogs that scare me. Don't get the wrong impression, it isn't the blog, it's me.

I read far too many to be sane quite a few blogs almost daily. I enjoy different perspectives, people in general fascinate me, and I like to see how the rest of the world lives.

Some of the blogs I read, if the spirit moves me or the blog for that matter, I'll comment. Other blogs, well let me put it to you this way, I'm actually afraid to comment. I don't know why, don't ask.

I somehow feel that I don't quite measure up. OMG, would you please read her stupid comment. I know, it is crazy. These people can't see me, they can't hear me, most of them do not live anywhere near me, yet I get paralyzed with fear that they won't like me. Why? You ask. I just don't know. I'll ask myself, before commenting, what would they care whatever it is I have to say? 

These people are awesome writers too. I know what you are thinking, well then why the hell are you commenting on my blog?  I think it is because they are maybe more serious writers as in subject matter. I'm not sure.

Most of the blogs I do comment on usually have a more comedic sense. Now I'm not saying every single thing they write about is hilarious, but usually there is some humor there, somewhere. Sometimes the blogs I comment on are very thought provoking. These blogs make me want to respond and of course, I usually do. The other blogs seem like they are really too proper. Almost as if I need to go put my make up on and maybe clean myself up a bit before I comment, if I ever were to comment. I haven't yet.

Am I making any sense here?  It is just a feeling I get. And yet, I love those other blogs as much as I do the ones I comment on much to your chagrin every single time. Well, almost. It really is crazy because really, why would they care who wrote a comment? As long as it isn't threatening or mean. I know, I'm strange. I told you all that before and now I'm sure you'll believe me.

I've already said that I'm going to Blogher, to stalk see some of the bloggers that I do read pretty consistently. Now I'm a little worried. Again, I don't know why. I'm a fairly outgoing sort, I can usually hold my own in a conversation and yet I'm getting a little worried that I won't find anyone to talk to.

I can just see it now, me roaming around, looking like a lost idiot. Not that I'm not a good roamer, I am. Damn good too. Maybe, if things don't work out I can just pretend that I'm part of the wait staff. I like to people watch as well.

Then why don't you just stay home you are asking. Right? I know you are at least thinking it. I paid for 2 nights of cocktail hour. I'm working all day Friday and Saturday there was only one event that I would have signed up for had I seen it in time but, I didn't. I may wander over there on Saturday anyway to see if they will let me pay, for that one thing. If not, no biggie, I can walk to Navy Pier and home.

So, with my Monday Musings I was just wondering if anyone else out there was ever afraid to comment  on any site or am I just the odd man out, again.

Yes, I know you are thinking, this woman has waaayyyy too much time on her hands. I really don't, I promise.

THE GREEN EYED MONSTER

Are you happy when one of your friends, family, or anyone you know wins the lottery, gets a raise, or an accolade of any kind?

I am. I swear. I had this discussion today, at work and was told that most people are really jealous. It isn't normal to want other people to have it easier than the rest of us. Huh? I am thrilled when anyone wins anything. Honestly, I would be your biggest fan.

Yet, I am told that I must be repressing my real feelings. Again, huh? My real feelings? WTF.

Why can't I be happy for others. I am generally a pretty the glass is half full kind of gal. I'm not really a Pollyanna type. I do know that there are evil people out there. Hell, apparently I work with half of them. Only kidding guys, I swear.

Anywho, how do you feel when you hear that a friend, family member, or anyone you know gets an accolade, money, or whatever?

Obviously if it someone that I hate am not fond of, then of course I wouldn't be thrilled. Overall, I enjoy it right along with them. Honestly, I do.

I'm just sayin'.