CAUTION: Woman In Progress

Ya'll, I have sucked SO HARD this week. Well, actually, my friends suck and they drag me along with them. But I think the suckage actually started with me Saturday morning. Either way...suckage a'hoy! After I was all, "I'm going to work my belly off to look good in my Easter 'frock'." Yeah. Right. So. Yeah. I had told myself, "Self we're not going to venture down the Easter candy aisle. NOT going to do it. NOT ALLOWED. Absolutely not." Then, well, ya'll know. Self, being as rebellious and defiant as Sis1 was in her teens was all, "Who the heck are YOU to tell ME what to do?" Actually it was more like, "Well, you know. We should probably find the kids something for Easter." So of course I caved like a pair of panties confronted with Tatum Channing. That's how CADBERRY CHOCOLATE CREAM EGGS happened. Cause you see, I'm normally a bit of a Cadberry egg girl anyway but I can resist the regular and the car...

So, Sis1 is now a Mary Kay consultant. I, being me, am not big on all that frou-frou expensive war paint and spackle stuff. I wear eye make-up and lip balm and call it a day. But Sis1 has always been into war paint and spackle so she's all excited about her latest adventure. An adventure that she's depending on her dear sweet sisters and mother to help her launch. She somehow managed to sweet talk (read: demand) Sis2 into hosting a Mary Kay party with Mama and me as supporting hosts. Co-hosts, really, but it's at Sis2's house. Sis1's all excited about it and had us make a list of names of people to invite and has harassed us daily to see how many peeps might be attending. When I told her this morning that neither of my friends (I only have two who live nearby) would be there due to already having a MK consultant, she just about threw a hissy fit. The hissy fit isn't my problem, though. The hissy fit, I'm used to. It's her MO. What I'm not so craz...

...am not in the best of moods so of course all the procrastinators in that one class would wait until due date ( today!! ) to come harrassing me for research materials. I'm not in love with being hit up for help by people who waited until the last second and I sure as heck ain't fond of it first thing in the morning. ...am PMS'd. I'll bet you couldn't tell. ...actually started back to work on a project that I'd put on hold back before Christmas. This project is away from my desk/computer so of course it would be during that time that two other librarians IM'd me for assistance. I'd forgotten to change my status to "away" so when I finally meandered back to my desk before lunch I found where they'd been IM'ing me. Fortunately, they called each other and got it straightened out. BTW, you know those people who need/like to be needed? I'm not on of them. ...found a pair of rolled up socks in my purse. Not sure how, exactly, the...

That blog post I mentioned yesterday? Today it's dated the 23rd and there's another above it dated the 23rd and new one dated the 24th. I'm losing my mind. Obviously. Anyway, that's not really what this post is about. Today is Wordy Verbose Wednesday. Except this time with photos. Because I'm a rule breaker. And if I can bore you with words, I can also bore you with photos. I'm just fun like that. So. For the past two days I've gotten up at 5am and walked with Denise. Yes. Five. In the morning . I'm not even kidding. I've read in a few places that said morning activity gives your metabolism a boost and is also heart healthy. Since I have a family history of heart disease (both sides!) I figured I should give it a shot. Besides, I'm not doing anything at 5am anyway. Besides hitting the snooze button three times. So. Yeah. Yesterday was a stumbling mess. I'm not all that "together" when I first get up. Hot shower usually cure...