Sorry, I know I'm late again. I'm busy, people!
1. Today I'm wearing a turtleneck with nothing over it for the first time...probably ever. When you're a big girl, turtlenecks are merely something to put under your oversized cardigan or frumpy jumper. They are never worn as an entity unto themselves.
2. I think I'm being stalked by a logging truck. No matter what time I leave, no matter the day, I am always, always, behind a logging truck at a light near my house (Gordon Highway and Jimmy Dyess, for you locals). The weird thing is, I don't know where it comes from. I can see a pretty significant distance down the road for nearly six miles before I get there, but I only see the truck at the light. It would be one thing if we were simply traveling the same road at the same time, but this thing just seems to appear. I'm a little freaked out by this daily occurrence.
3. Chips, especially of the Kettle Jalepeno variety, are my personal crack.
4. No matter what I do, I cannot make my thighs touch each other.
5. It annoys me to no end that Miley Cyrus' new song is so freakin' catchy that it gets stuck in my head for days at a time.
6. I was way too excited about a new Wal-Mart opening just 6 minutes from my house last week. Now, a Target would warrant the excitement I felt, but I shouldn't have felt that way over a Wal-Mart.
7. Making number six even more pathetic? I was equally--if not more-- excited when they opened a Super Wal-Mart near me in Maryland.
8. The lady at the pharmacy refused to give me my prescription today because she said it wasn't me on my military ID. This has happened a few times with security guards at the gate, as well. I have to tell them to "compare the moles." I guess it's time for a new ID.
9. Speaking of IDs, my current military ID is so horrifyingly bad that when the woman first made it, she looked at it and said that normally they don't do re-takes but she would make an exception in this case. I was in a hurry, so I just kept the hideous ID. I'll have to post it sometime.
10. I miss Will, but I'm really loving having a bedroom to myself. There's none of his crap piled on the floor. I can have the room as cold or as warm as I want. I watch TV in bed every night (something I can't do when he's home because he has to wake up at 4 am). Sometimes I sleep sideways just because I can.
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