I force you to read it because I enjoyed it.

On Facebook the pixels are distorted due to resizing and I can’t change the size on the phone- testing to see if it shows up here fine.

Seriously, it really isn’t. Stone Temple Pilots, great group. One of the greatest of all time. Note I said *ONE* of the greatest, so there is no need to list others. I like the way ‘dizzy head is conscience laden’ sounds. Pretty… and applicable in my life on a regular basis. 

After looking at various photos from various outings by various people… I have conluded: Camera’s should be banned in bars/clubs. Camera’s should at least be banned if the person taking the picture is obviously as plastered as the people being photographed. That’s my rant on that topic.  I’m only mentioning it because I was supposed to go an event, but after viewing the pictures… I’m glad I didn’t. I wouldn’t want to be on drunken display, or really even drunk, or just have a drunk photographer take my picture even if I’m sober. “Wow… that’s flattering.” Their kids must be proud.

My dryer is now officially torn apart in my utility room. The element/coil looks fried, and *should* be replaced, but I still don’t know if it’s the thermal fuse or not and how to by-pass it to test it! More than likely I’ll spend my weekend still troubleshooting it and hopefully have some warm fuzzy time to get me out of Ms. Fixit mode. 

Is anyone familiar with the thermal fuse? I can post the pics if it’d help!

Hm, maybe my head really is conscience laden. I have so many thoughts running through it right now about so many things. Then again I’ve been mentally drooling over a Red Robin Gourmet Burger than I’m half tempted to get and have them replace the patty with a veggie burger. I had broth for lunch today and a Slimfast for breakfast. While this is a step in the right direction because I normally don’t eat breakfast or lunch… it’s made cranky.

Current Mood: Indescribable

I’m on my 7th month of smoking cessation, month 3 of complete healthy eating… and yet the wine has caused some weight to linger so I had decided to quit that as well; which is why I found the following amusing and I’m trying to ignore the logic.

Sometimes when I reflect back on all the wine I drink
I feel shamed. Then I look into the glass and think
about the workers in the vineyards and all of their hopes
and dreams If I didn’t drink this wine, they might be out
of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say
to myself, “It is better that I drink this wine and let their
dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver.”
~ Jack Handy

Current Mood: Refreshed

Over the past week Jonathon has been patiently waiting for Fight Night 2004 to arrive in the mail. Every day his eyes look hopeful upon returning home and then transition into scowling slits once I return from the mailbox empty handed. “Be Zen sweetie, it’ll arrive and be thankful you *have* something coming in the mail for you” (insert stories of kids who don’t have gaming systems or mail boxes here). Last night we were watching “Even Stephens” a Disney sitcom from awhile back and the episode was one where Louis found a lucky penny and all of a sudden everything started to go his way (Louis, played by Shia LaBeouf). Jonathon’s eyes lit up as he remembered that he found a penny last week and it was in his backpack. 

It was already 5PM, the mail comes at 3… but I went along with it. I dug out his penny and handed it to him while mentioning, “Well now that you have the penny, the game *should* arrive tomorrow” (which it was scheduled to do). Jonathon smiled widely at his new found luck and I grinned to myself for ridding of the scowling child I may have been subjected to the remainder of the evening. 

A few minutes after handing over the penny, I went to take out the trash and saw the mail truck pulling up to the boxes. I shook my head, “No…” I skeptically grabbed the mail key and headed over, opened up the box and sure enough the game was snuggly placed in the mail box.

I handed Jonathon the game and listened to him shriek with delight and shout “Lucky penny!” …this morning after struggling with my clothing, bad hair and mild mishaps, I asked him politely if I could borrow the penny.

Current Mood: Amused

People who have me on Facebook are well aware that I have recently purchased a new phone that I am truly in love with.  No it’s not a touch screen nor is it one of those silly and highly annoying iPhones, but it doesn’t matter… it’s more sturdy and 100% mine. I had even changed my status to Married in order to show my love for my phone, and joined a group that proclaims “I want to marry my phone!”. 

And *this* is why I think the creator of Dilbert stalks me.

Current Mood: awake

I’m not exactly sure how or why my fingers and toes got as cold as they did. You know that burning sensation where you feel as if your digits are going to fall right off? You imagine them 50 shades of blue, gray and purple and you’re thankful that you’re wearing socks in case they really do pop off because they’ll be easy to find. 

I tried layering more socks, sitting on my feet, putting my feet under Jonathon’s leg, plopping my cat on my foot; nothing was working. Finally I figured that if I were to submerge myself in a nice bubble bath, all the freezing cold would go away and once more I could feel warm.

I ran the water, put in the bath salts and bubble bath, then grabbed my loofah off the temperature knob and left to find my pajamas. When I returned I was stoked. The water looked deep enough now where I could easily find my relaxation and warmth with possible difficulties of wanting to leave such a wonderful bath.

I pulled off my clothing and quickly sank into the tub to find out that when I had grabbed my loofah, it accidentally pulled the knob to the cold temperature direction. :-\ I *never* just jump into a tub. Ever. Never ever. This *one* time I had opted to do so, I chose to just take the plunge because I was hoping it’d be insanely hot. It figures, the ONE time I do….

Current Mood: BRRRR

The show lacks the dramedy that the smart writers of Joss’ other projects brought to the small screen… plus it has guns, which I’m not a big fan of. *Why* am I posting it then? I forgot it was on last night and figured it if I place it on my site, I’ll eventually watch it. **update** I actually liked this episode. Shocking!

Current Mood: bored

I had uploaded a new theme today instead of designing one myself. I lack the creative energy to get *that* creative for WP. I’m quite certain the mechanisms are simple, but I don’t want to deal with it. I miss being my own entity and designing my own themes. Now that I have so much blogging invested in WP, the only way I can go back is to erase it all… which I don’t care to do.

Highlights of the current theme: I believe all readers can change the theme to their personal liking by using the icon on the bottom left of the screen. Explore, play around, have some fun. I may redevelop the themes at some future point- but for now I like them.

My other ramblings include LOL Cats or catz… maybe even katz. I still don’t get why they think crubby grammar is okay. It’s my bane. (I posted a pic that is not offensive to my brain.)

Speaking of bane, caffeine. I’m hitting a massive low right now. Must get more coffee or tea, or something with caffeine in it!

-caffeine break-

Now that I’m back and soon the caffeine can bring my blood levels back up, I must write about the injury that happened to my hand. Ashley called me because some religious guy came to her door and wanted to talk about Christ. He asked her “Well how else do explain all this wonderful stuff in life” (something like that) to which she replied, “Okay, let me get this straight- you can’t explain something so you make up some imaginary guy and use that as your explanation?” After going back and forth for a bit and educating him on the similar ‘biblical’ stories floating around the globe long before Christianity; she laughed at him and told him to learn his history and study up before he starts going door to door selling people on something he has no clue about.

We chuckled about that and then I saw a significant amount of blood on my hand and gasped. Ash said we made their God angry… Actually I think it happened while I was talking on the phone with her, making lunch and scraping residue off the baking sheet. Thanks to my lovely neck arthritis, my nerves for the most part are shot. I felt nothing until I saw the gashes in my hand. Must be more careful… although this could quite possibly make me, in time, an awesome superhero or ninja.

Current Mood: awake