Not a happy camper.

Since completion of the BIG FAT WORK has finally happened, I find myself... terribly bored. This is a dangerous thing since it is boredom that elicits negative behaviors such as snacking on things that will only make me fatter, buying things we don't have the money for and other such nonsense that could in effect have a great big bad effect on my ( Read more... )

Ahem...

I'M DONE WITH THE WORK IN PROGRESS!

The following book meme was taken from lady_savant.
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions. (I posted the entire paragraph as it makes little sense otherwise.)
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! ( Read more... )

We decided to try the SlimFast diet. I am drinking my breakfast beverage right now, actually I've been trying to chug it down for the last half hour. I'm failing miserably. This chocolate "shake" tastes like someone used Coco Puffs to make chocolate milk. Seriously. It is the most disgusting thing I have tried to date and I had jalapeñoes the other ( Read more... )

Today will be the day that I re-write my previous chapter. I can already feel the itchy feeling in my shoulder blades and the nervous energy pulsating through to my fingertips. I am ready to go. The house is virtually empty (if one excludes seven dogs and an explosion-waiting-to-happen... which I do) and I can blast the music as loud as I would ( Read more... )

Ahem...

I GOT FINANCIAL AID!

I have spent this past week doing nothing in regards to the writing thing. It seems that every time I turn around there is something else going on that merits my attention and makes it impossible to actually sit down and do something. I would like to blame everyone and everything else in my life aside from myself, but I'm quite sure that I cannot ( Read more... )

I had to do a bit of last-minute research on the symtoms of broken ribs/fractured ribs. And then, I had to figure out the whole broken arm thing. Why is it that I come up with nifty ideas that could quite possibly involve the Husband's current knowledge of the biological sciences and then just... never ask him? I have no idea. I have decided that ( Read more... )

This passed Sunday, Brendan went to Concord, NH so that he could take the NREMS (National Registry of Emergency Medical Services) test for paramedic. He had been quite obnoxious about how he would fail the entire test and he would have to come home and kill himself the entire week before. He did well on all of the major things although, he managed ( Read more... )