Wednesday, March 9, 2011

The Funk

I am currently on my coach eating radiatore and shrimp in a tomato cream sauce, drinking wine, and watching American Idol.

I've had a never ending stream of bad news, mishaps, hiccups, and just plain old bad mojo since yesterday afternoon. Things just aren't going according to plan. So I apologize for the last (this makes) three posts not being "normal" (not that I know what normal is for this blog yet), but I'm trying to get my shiz together, and get in a groove, and a routine.

I've got a lot of things planned for this blog, and my life, but for the last 24 hours there has been a roadblock at every corner. After giving myself a migraine this morning, I took some Excedrine, and decided to stop feeling sorry for myself. I pulled myself out of bed at around 5:30 pm., and through myself into the kitchen. The plan was to make so much stuff that the only things in my head were, butter, sugar, cream, pasta, cheese, temperatures, recipes, cooking times, and boiling water. It worked until I was about to finish off my turkey enchiladas, and realized I was out of cheese. And then I had one more thing to list on my growing heap of bullsh bologna.

So, for now, I am going to finish watching this played out show, eat my pasta, drink some wine, bake some cookies, and ignore the fact that I feel like this:


And hopefully tomorrow I will feel a little more like this:


P.s. I'm giving up swearing for Lent (and pop too, because it is one of my 2011 goals, and 1,001 things, and I have kinda failed thus far). My mother reminded me that I gave up meat last year, and told me I was lame. So... bye-bye F-bombs!


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