My plans for tomorrow... well, I am going for my walk, and the I am going to check-out another Gym... been putting it off. But, I figure now is the best time, I want to get back into shape before my Son's surgery. I know I'm gonna need all the strength and focus I can muster-up. Shit, my stomach is churning as I type this and I don't know if it's from the thought of exercising... or the vision of my baby hooked-up to all the tubes and monitors... I should be a pro at the latter! In any case... it all just sucks!

Nuts/Rocks

Have been busy trying to accomplish the stuff that need to be done. I am still on that merry-go-round from the 15th. Yes, surgery is necessary.... and it's been done several times! However, that still does not make it any easier. Why? 'Cause its gonna be performed on my 18yr old baby... and I found out yesterday that it will NOT be performed by the one man that we owe an enormous debt of gratitude to! I am like a mixture of nuts and rocks... make any sense?

On One!!

Nothing really to talk about, just feeling a bit giddy... so I will post what I said over at a friends forum. Of course since it came from me, I think it's hilarious... but that's just me.

Now, I must go and repent for all the nasty/tasteless... remarks/jokes/comments I have made today! But before I do that, can I just say in my defense, that the heat in Cali is absurd and has gotten to me! Coupled with Insomnia and the many, many, other maladies that I have been bestowed... yes, some {real}, and some {imagined}... I think I should be easily forgiven, for I recognize my sins and I too suffer! I suffer right now, as I wipe the sweat from my TaTa's, they are sweatier than the Devil's nut-sack! 

Sleep N Shoes

Another sleepless night!! I have no idea of how many hours/days I have been awake. I've got to get this insomnia under control... soon! I'm so so tired and am starting to sound like a robot, like someone else is feeding me lines and I am reciting them very poorly. Anxiety is rising, yet the weirdest thing about that is, I get a little calmer when I surf/shop for SHOES! I have always been a foot decorating gal, but this seems different. It's almost like a survival tactic. That's the only way I can explain it... as if my life depends on the soles of my feet!!

The Beef Jerky Crisis~~She Writes Blog

As I lay here watching the end of The Tudors, a stick of beef jerky catches my eye. A little kid came by earlier selling the jerky for a dollar to raise money for his church. I decided to be kind and donate the buck. Well, that purchase has haunted me, for I got the idea in my head that somehow it is poisoned. That someone, maybe the boy's father stuck a syringe filled with an awful substance through the protective wrapping, stabbing the meat. This thought is bugging the hell out of me. On one hand I want to clear my head and toss the Jerky into the trash, yet, I feel as though that would be giving in to my neurotic fears. Also, shouldn't I have more faith in my fellow man? I think for now, I shall play it safe and leave it be. And eat some grapes instead, as I watch The Ten Commandments.

~~Ongoing List of Hates That Shouldn't Matter

Grown folks that allow tear juice to gather and drip from their nose.
 When women refer to their spouse/boyfriend as "my old man".
 Cow eyes, I hate it when they look directly at me.
 When a chick decides that its a good idea to work sandals with rusty/chalky heels/feet.
 People walking around jingling their janitor keys (60 keys on 3 key rings).
 When seniors in high school say Prom instead of The Prom. 
 When a woman describes another woman/rival as "female".
 People referring to currency as scrilla.
 Someone refers to their home as "their joint/pad".
 Low talkers... people that speak in whisper, when chatting to the opposite sex.

Some Things I Hate, That Shouldn't Matter ~ongoing list~

When someone refers to a situation/case/course and they use "I was there from day one"!
When someone asks "What do you have a taste for"? As in "What would you like to eat"?

People in a fast food joints, walking with their tray/bag and eating the fries before they sit down or leave.

Seeing/hearing someone order a cup of hot coffee with a burger.

When someone uses the "word" Coochie.

When little kids lick their snot.

When someone's shorts ride up their butt/front, and gets wedged and left for the world to see!

The way my husband says the number 3... or when he uses 'Grand' instead of 'Thousand'!

Certain foods to touch on my plate, or for bread of any kind to get wet! I WILL NOT TOUCH IT!

Those little baby corns... I've had screaming nightmares over them.

People in Jesus of Naz sandals with socks, flip flops in the rain.

Grape Kool-Aid... and not because of Jim Jones' cult.

My sister saying 'sword', insisting that the 'w' isn't silent.

The word 'Earth' being pronounced as 'Earff'... not in a joking manner!
Actress Lani Turner's boxy shoulders.

5 day what?

Woke about 2 hours ago... it seems that I completely lost track of time. Sleep wasn't the greatest but then again,  I popped off very early at 8-ish, I think! So here I am at 3:48am with a throbbing headache and an aching body. The Antibiotics are suppose to accomplish a 5 day "miracle"... well, this will be day 3 and I ain't so sure that goal is going to be achieved. Especially, now that Corey Haim has passed. He and Brittany Murphy reportedly had "flu-like symptoms".... My Anxiety is wild'n!!!

Dab of Giberish

Can't sleep, very tired, finding it difficult to concentrate, so I'm unable to do much, except, watch one of my favorite shows... Family Guy. You know... I wish Seth McFarland would base a character on me. This could just be wishful thinking, but hey... I think I'm a very interesting person. Yes... I have serious issues, but I know this and I accept this... to a certain degree. Okay, I am wacky, sometimes a bit loony. However, I'm very clever,  funny, intelligent, courageous, honest and I'm a hottie.  I could go on, but I won't! Wait, I'll add one more attribute, I have a unique way of viewing life's ups and downs! If Seth doesn't, I'll create my own!!!!