i did it

My blackberry is on fire and I need glasses now but I freakin did it... Go me! Goodnight blogland I must sleep.

Ashtray

Tomorrow supposedly I could spend all night at a bar in Norfolk and not smell like one. I will have to see for myself- I'm hopetical!

divorced

It was my fault too. At the end I knew how to push his buttons. I would be passive aggressive and watch him explode hoping this time it would be bad enough so I could leave.

books

Could blogs be modern days books? Are less books being written because people can be "published" online?

grown up

I don't think I will feel like a grown up until I know what's for dinner. I work, I own a house a car, I pay taxes, I vote, I should feel grown up. Nope. I think it comes down to my Mom always knowing what was for dinner. Like it's some great grown up mystery. She never asked anyone else. Never the "I don't know what do you want?" game. She just knew... Because she was grown up was my guess. It was probably because she had no one to ask she was it-the end of the line. Maybe it was because she was a mom. Since I don't see myself as a mom or alone I guess I'll never grow up.

Birth control

Can they hurry up with the male form already? Seriously, if they can make a pill to keep it hard surely they can make one to have it shoot blanks.

Sick

The good thing about being sick is it will help me lose those Thanksgiving pounds.

String cheese

I'm pretty positive it tastes beTter if you rip it apart instead of just eating it whole.

Obessed

I obsess about pictures of myself. So much so that often I won't look at pictures of me for fear that I will spot something I don't like. For example one time I had this wonderful pic of me and two of my best girl friends. We are all smiling we all look cute we are obviously having fun-great photo. Then I spot it..the flaw. For some reason I noticed that my under arms looked yellow. That was it picture went down. Not only that but I checked my under arms in every other pic I had ever taken. I stood in the mirror for hours examining my under arms. I changed my deodrant. Crazy. I never look at anyone elses arm pits (except for 6 months after that photo) probably no one looked at mine. Still will not let a camera see that angle. Obsessed.

Kids

I don't really want any. That doesn't make me a monster yet so many people look at me that way when I tell them that.

Sleeves

The other day it was chilly in the house so I put on a sweater over my long sleeved shirt. I instantly grabbed and held my sleeve in my fist as I pushed my arm through the sweater sleeve to keep my shirt sleeve from bunching up and being uncomfortable.

It made me think of all the times as a child my parents had me hold my sleeve in my fist as they dressed me in tiny coats and sweaters. It struck me as very thoughtful as it was hard to get me to do it and it was only for my comfort not a necessity.
Thanks Mom and Dad.

Poser

Sometimes I feel like a poser. I have all these things that I am interested in; writing, photography, dance, baking...but I'm not really good at any of them and I never finish anything. I'm a jack of all trades but a master of none. Though I do have fun and I guess that's what really matters.

Christmas

I was trying to come up with a list of reasons I hate Christmas and all I could think of was things I like. The lights, choosing gifts, wrapping gifts, Christmas trees, cookies I could keep going. Then I thought that Christmas is like a huge party that everyone is preparing for so we can all commiserate together and that is what I really like about Christmas.

Baking

There are so many little baking gadgets that help make baking easier like the nice wire racks I have. I love to bake cookies and cakes and cool them on the racks. Then I remember my Mom teaching me to fold over the oven mit to let air flow underneath pans and I wonder if using racks is cheating.

Facebook

Sometimes a status update will pop up in my head it's slightly alarming. Facebook has changed the way I think.

Thankful

In honor of Thanksgiving here is 10 things I am thankful for:

1. The way my nose normally works allowing me to breath through it as well as smell things thus allowing food to have taste.

2. Yummy food- tasty and flavorful such as bread, sushi, bread, honey crisp apples,chocolate, D's shrimp tacos, bread.

3. Coffee it smells good, it tastes good, it feels good going down, it makes me hyper and happy!

4. My awesome friends-they make life better and laugh at my jokes.

5. Dogs- they make you feel like a rockstar when you ccome home all excited and bouncy even if you smell or look bad.

6. My family they are wonderful and laugh at my jokes.

7. Books- I read everyday and it's a great escape, especially when I stay awake long enough to read more than one sentence.

8. Sundays with D- my favorite time of the week. We have a beer and cook together then we eat and pick apart the meal-it's fabulous!

9. D- he makes me laugh everyday!

10. Finally learning not to ask lose lose questions. Like the other day I almost asked Drew if I he could tell I've gained weight. If he says no I would call him a liar I know I have. If he says yes Ill be hurt. Lose lose-keepmouth shut.

Number 17

So here it is 620pm on Nov 30th and I have only posted 13 out of 30 blogs, typical for me. Not only am I 17 blogs shy but I am sick in a strange town alone in a hotel with no internet connection. I am blogging from my blackberry. I'm going to attempt to blog 17 times before tomorrow. Warning the following 16 blogs are not going to be well edited if at all. And yes in true A fashion this one is going to count.

Pug puppy

Well I have made it through the first parts of the Mid Atlantic Pug Rescue requirements.

Application completed .

References called and Thank you very much for selling me so well.

Phone interview, went very well. I love that pug lady. I want to squeeze her and hug her.

Now I am waiting for word about the home inspection. Then I hope to be getting a puppy. I have it narrowed to two at the moment. Both little girls, one fawn, one black.

I hope I get one soon. D promised we would do a Christmas Card this year and I want the little girl in the picture. I know I am a dork.

Dear Nor'easter

Dear Nor'easter,



I am glad you are finally gone and everyone can begin to pick up the pieces. I finally have my internet access back after two long days. You were kind of fun though, the day that D and I drove around to take pictures of your damage and stomp in puddles.



-A

Sleeves