Category Archives: doing it wrong

Sheesh, I have been having the strangest dreams lately. Almost every night I wake up at about 3am wondering what the hell that was all about. For example, twice now I’ve dreamed that I was going to compete a gymnastics routine on the balance beam, with little concern that I haven’t even stood on a balance beam in over 30 years. Or I wake up in the morning nauseated by some bizarre thing I was eating in my dream. Once I was carving off thick slices of butter and chomping away.

I had to post this photo because what the hell am I doing with my feet?

I am so far behind, it’s not even funny. Maybe I’ll get caught up this week.

But unlikely.

Just got back from an epic, fabulous trip to NYC. Photos and adventures to come. (Maybe)

This is the post that’s been sitting in draft for 2 weeks.

This is my purse.

I hate it. I’ve had it for three years + and I hate it. I saw a woman at the grocery store with this purse and I ran up and asked her if she liked it and she said, “Not really.”

I’ve been thinking about replacing it but it takes me forever to find a purse. (I’ve written about it more than once but this is all I can find right now.) And it does hold my crap so what’s the hurry?

I feel bad even writing this because it worked really great on the trip. Plus it looks nice in the photo. But now that I’m home I still hate it.

Here’s another travel tidbit. When I went to Atlanta in May, on the flight home, I had terrible jumpy legs. I’d say that they were unbearable, except I beared it, so it was almost unbearable.

I was worried about this trip so I searched it because there is nothing that the Internet has never heard of and sure enough, jumpy legs on a flight. Here were the helpful instructions: drink plenty of water, stand up and walk around every 20 minutes.

Have these people ever been on an airplane? What if everybody wanted to get up and walk around every 20 minutes? I got a few jumps but mostly no problem this trip so we’ll call the problem solved for now.

So AARP was super nice to send me this. You know, in case I wanted to reinstate my membership which was purely because of a joke on my spouse. I’m not even 50 yet. And I’m not sure I’d join even then.

But, who wouldn’t want a free trunk organizer? My trunk is a disorganized mess. Just kidding. What is all this stuff that older people are keeping in their trunks? Right now mine has a bunch of spilled bark dust and a yoga mat.

I came home the other night and spotted a rose in my neighbor’s yard. I was about to start whining about my roses and I noticed this.

Remember when I broke a wheel on my office chair?

I broke another one. I’m not really sure what I’m doing that’s so rough on the chairs. I just sit there and deal with documents.

I *did* eat a lot of brownies this week.

And this.

I have an awesome dentist and I’m pretty relaxed about the dentist anyway. I had an appointment this week that left me a tad traumatized.

There’s one corner of my mouth that doesn’t seem to numb totally or else it wears off super fast. My sister said she has a similar problem. I’m not sure what’s going on there but I mentioned this to the dentist and she said, “Oh yeah?” And then broke out some more stuff. And usually I just deal since the drilling doesn’t last forever but she asked me to let her know. So we stopped again in the middle and dosed me some more. It didn’t take long but I was glad when it was over.

Then I was so lightheaded I was afraid to stand up. That’s never happened before but I’ve never had brontosaurus novocaine before, either. Also, I didn’t eat before my appointment and I got busted. Eat before your dentist treatments! I took my time walking back to the office and I got a chai (sugar! fat!) and felt normal by the time I finished it.