For the past 3 days I have had a terrible headache, migraine really except that it didn't go away like the other migraines do when I take the prescription medicine. Ugh. I'm tired, nauseous, cranky and in pain. I have tried every trick in the book to kick this thing but it stuck around for 3 days. I think it's finally gone but every time I think that it's over it comes thundering back in.
We have had gloriously stormy weather lately, blizzards really but for some reason we don't actually call them blizzards. Wild winds today, swirling and twirling around the house made for some great bird watching. The ravens play in the wind soaring, dipping, diving, it looks like fun. But cold fun.
We spent the day doing the laundry. Monday is laundry day. I have been working lately to get everything washed, dried, folded and put away in the same day. And to 'help' myself be motivated I pile the clean ones on my bed, I know I won't go to bed until they are done, so it forces the issue really. I love to get it all done in a day, even if it sucks to spend an hour folding clothes.
Did you catch my lie? Hmmm well lets review my 'lies'
#1 I was a smoker for 15 years-TRUE
#2 I was competitive swimmer and skier in high school-on sports teams quasi true
#3 I won the state spelling bee in 5th grade-LIE
#4 I can see Russia from my house-LIAR heh
#5 my hair grows so fast I can cut 2 inches a month and not notice-LIE
#6 I'm ambidextrous-LIE all my handwriting looks like chicken scratch
#7 I paint my toenails in the winter to remind me summer is coming-LIE I don't let my ugly feet hang out in public if I can help it, plus one is all scarred up from surgery so yuck
I can hardly believe I was a smoker for so long. How come no one told me I stunk? How come no one said 'uhmmm no I won't kiss you because you taste like an ashtray'. How come I let myself smoke?? ewwww...still though to this day if I drink I would love to smoke, thus I hardly ever drink. And now you need a second job just to pay for smoking, 8.24 a pack I saw somewhere the other day. Holy smokes! HA! I can't even afford to smoke anymore.
If you see someone wandering around town tomorrow with zombie dark circles under her eyes and 2 extremely cute, loud, whistling boys that will be me. I need to find printer ink, I can't believe no one carries it. Damn it means I have to hit Target and I despise big mega stores but it can't be helped, I must print stuff out. So traffic in Wasilla listen up "I coming to your town, please keep your stinky exhaust, your tailgating, and your pulling out in front of me only to go 5 miles an hour to a minimum, Thanks!!"
Menu plan for the week looks like this:
Quinoa and Spinach entree
Ranch Mac and Cheese
Grilled Polenta, Salmon fish sticks
Vegetarian Chili and corn bread
Stuffed Pork Chops
orange poppy seed muffins
Peace and Love,