I am going to get up, shower & shine then spend my day walking in solitary bliss.

Today is going to be a good day. I am going to channel Aunt Gert.

I keep having dreams about our wedding. Vivid, crazy, chaotic dreams. This morning it was about dress shopping. All my aunties and cousins were there, even aunties that are super distant. It was hella overwhelming.

I taught a class at work today. It was a tousled mens cute, like a surfer dudes hair ( Read more... )

Mickey is out for a Club Meeting, I am home. There is no food in my house. NONE! I'd planned on having Raspberry Lemonade Mimosas for dinner, but my tum was grumbling so I foraged. I came up with instant mashed potatoes seasoned with garlic salt, butter, nutritional yeast and cheese. It's not bad. Wait, since it tastes good does that make me ( Read more... )

I hate you.

Doing my taxes gave me anxiety, it diminished a bit last night but it's back today. Yuck.

I'd like to stay in bed all day, snuggling PeaBody. I won't, but man! It sounds like heaven.

I've been stopped no less than 10 times today by people telling me that they love my hair, outfit and/or general look. I must be doing something right!!

In other news, Mickey and I were interviewed by the Lovesick/offbeat bride folks! It was a pretty cool little wedding show!

I don't want to go to work today.

I am having THE worst cramps. After getting my tubes tied, I went off the pill. It took about six months for my LadiesTime to calm down a bit (7 days of heavy flow is not fun), but the cramping is still fucking awful. It's been over a year since I had the procedure, I think I'm just stuck with a very crampy LadiesTime. It's bullshit ( Read more... )

My uterus feels like it's staging a revolt. This aging shit is for the fucking birds.

In other news; I'm still exhausted from our one night in Portland. My life is so blissfully quiet these days that one night out wrecks me for DAYS! And I wasn't even hungover!