I’ll write something.
You might regret asking me.
Is anybody even still out there?
You’re right, I need blog therapy
Tomorrow is picture day!
(Remember picture day? Oh, do I have a great story about my mom and picture day. I'll blog about that one later.)
Did you know that the boys department at Target has horrible clothes? In all fairness I wasn’t looking at any clothing intended for the lower extremities, but still…bad clothes. I found one shirt; Sarah said he will love it. I also found a sweatshirt. Sarah said he will REALLY love it. Boys. They really are easy.
Once I was home I headed down stairs in the dark.
Turning on the lights is just a tedious task when you have to turn them out again at the bottom of the stairs.
Seeing as it was dark and all I completely mistook the bottom step for the floor and took two steps down in the dark to land on the tile floor. You know that feeling though? That “HOLY CRAP, I’m going to fall…HARD!” and then you don’t. That is a freaky feeling.
Thank goodness I didn't fall.
I’ve decided tomorrow I am making chocolate chip cookies.
Having packed up all my belongings I am really going through personal item withdrawals. Don’t get me wrong, life is good, I’m oober grateful to have a roof over my head and a wonderful family who takes care of me. However, I can't find one of my bathroom boxes and there are some essential items in that box that I do not care to re-purchase!
In addition, my kitchen...I miss it. Not necessarily the kitchen at my last apartment, but "my" kitchen, yes. So that is why tomorrow I shall make cookies. No, I do not need to eat them, but I will make them just the same.
Oh, tried to count calories today.
What a task!
Needless to say, I should start earlier in the day.
And am I the only person on the planet that didn't know that bananas have 200 calories!?!
That's a lot of calories for an addition to a 170 calorie bowl of cold cereal.
I'm just say'n.
Can't wait to write about that picture day!
Applied for a job in NYC last night.
How do you feel about NYC?
Am I a NYC kind of girl?
Seriously...what do you think?