Do you know what one-of-the-worst feelings in the world is? Do you know what the best breakfast a person could ever have that I mouth watering-ly love but hesitate to eat it on a daily basis and don’t know why is? Do you know who keeps me up at night or wakes me up abruptly just when I’m drifting off into dreamland and is? Do you know how much I weigh now and don’t understand why but think it’s because of the sugar I eat regularly that I know I shouldn’t ? Do you know what one-of-the-things that make me really depressed is? Do you know what my bedtime is and has been since I was 10?

Today, while I was waiting for water to boil I read the paper. I read about the oldest living lady who’s 109 years old  I wonder how many children she was a mother to. I read about the second murder this year in my hometown, it was a drive-by but they think it’s gang related phew. I read about my High School Principal retiring after 35 years. I read about  a lady and her 13 month old child flipping across the highway, westbound all the way to eastbound, shocking oncoming traffic in the eastbound lane. Thankfully, their seat belts/car seat sent them to the hospital with minor injuries I secretly think the jeep had something to do with it too, aren’t they made to flip over. Then I pulled the classifieds out laid them down, turned around to check on my boiling water, just to feel something cold, mushy and sticky under my right foot. I thought I had stepped on a mouse or something else HUGE and alive, but to my surprise it was just one of our cat’s spewed out hairball. JUST throw up!? I was livid. After a short moment of a quiet state of shock, I said, in a rather louder voice, looking at all three of them: "Who did this? WHO did it? Was it you, or you? Bad!" Then after cleaning my foot off and the floor, I sprayed both real good with my orange scented Lysol spray I just love one because cats HATE the smell of oranges and two I LOVE the smell of oranges I checked on my breakfast, after washing my hands. It was boiling real good, so I added the best breakfast in the world, with green grape raisins, then went back to reading the paper. After, reading a bit more about twin girls who were born prematurely and are doing well now, I checked on my breakfast again and it was one huge brown bubble at the top, like it should have boiled my here it is, the best breakfast in the world oatmeal over, but instead for some odd reason the oatmeal, or whatever it is that does this, made a thick brown watery dome shaped bubble on top of the pot. And that’s when I knew it was done, so I stirred it up, turned off the heat and added the Splenda Brown Sugar and stirred it up.  Voila Bon Appetite

Our pets/babies have been SO very needy annoying lately. For one, since Rufio had her hysterectomy she can’t stand being alone, if I’m home on the computer in the bedroom which is off limits to her, she stays at the door meowing her head off. For two, Salsa’s still not fixed yet and she’s in heat now apparently cats are in heat 24/7 though, but for 2 weeks out of the month she’ll let us know, so her cries out due Rufios, especially at night. She sounds like a coyote or a dieing cow do cows make a wailing sound when they die, I don’t know, I imagine they do. Since Rufio became so needy after getting fixed, I’m afraid to get Salsa done now too. I wouldn’t want both of them meowing their heads off while I’m upstairs. eek!

As many of you know, I’ve been doing a lot as far as exercise goes, expecting to see results good ones that is, but instead I face the scale everyday with a 181, at least that’s how it’s been since I started weight training. I’m 5 feet tall and my goal is to weigh 115 like I use to ten years ago. And seeing this body suit I have on now depresses me right out, especially when I KNOW what it’s like to feel as light as a feather and I can’t grasp it. I feel like my eyes are playing tricks on me sometimes too, not being able to see very well, having the Keratoconus in the one eye. I feel like age is creeping up on me slowly covering me up with cob webs and making me heavy like a stone monument. I’m tired of this! I want to grasp that feather !!

Did you read my post from last week about the Dumpster Man? Well, those are just some of the reasons I can’t sleep at night, but I haven’t slept at night regularly since I was 9 years old. I mean my bedtime is one o’clock in the morning so since that is morning technically I don’t EVER sleep at night! Perhaps that is contributing to the non-existent body suit termination? I heard that a person gets the best sleep before midnight. I hope to one day sleep before midnight, but then that would mean waking up early morning in order to have the same amount of time in the day. Late at night after ten is when all the good shows are on technically they’re not after ten, but that’s when we watch them on the pvr, when my husband is home from work, and when we get home from volleyball three times a week, so waking up early plus I am not a morning person at all   would be very difficult.

You know what’s funny?
My phone is free after 6 and on the weekends. I exercise late at night meaning after 6, so the best time to reach me is between midnight and 3am. Haha as if you’ll call me then right?

I’m curious, what was the most interesting story/thing you read in your local newspaper recently???