Who stole summer?! It’s only June 15th and it might as well be November here in Sweden as far as the weather is concerned. Okay, it’s only been 2 days of it, but when it’s JUNE even two days feels like a gyp. We’re being gypped, I tell you! Heavy, hanging clouds, sagging with moisture, spitty misty rain, and the wind! Geez louise, don’t even get me started on the wind.
Yesterday was the first day in 6.5 weeks that I didn’t go for a walk when I could have, just because the weather was so shitty and my evil PMS twin Zil said in soothing tones that sitting at the computer and eating popcorn and malted milk balls would be a much better idea. Bitch! I am dragging her ass out tonight and making her sweat.
Karin came home from soccer practice last night and handed me a note from her coach. I looked at it and then pretended to read it aloud. “This says for your last practice next week that you need to wear a dress. A pink one…with ruffles and bows…and princess shoes…and bows in your hair.” Her eyes had gotten wide and then scrunched up small while her mouth opened in disbelief and horror and finally she said, “Does it really say that?” “No,” I replied, and laughed, “You have to wear a cowboy hat, and skis…and a santa suit.” She hit me in the leg.
Not much to do at work this week but blog and surf. That sounds like a nasty wet algae-filled dinner for two with no steak in sight. Mmmm, steak. Add that to my list of must-haves while in the States this summer.
I want an Ugly Doll.
Made Me Laugh My Head Off: The Hardy Men
This, Too: How is one supposed to know anything without google? Brain? I don’t have a brain anymore. I deleted the URL to my brain when I discovered google. If someone could e-mail me the link to my brain that would be great. (snipped from little.red.boat)
Tangible vs Intangible Benefits: I Wrote Some Stuff & Now I Have a Shop-Vac
My jaw is cracking again. I haven’t been able to do that for a couple of years…ever since it started being painful to open my mouth or chew food and I was diagnosed with a dislocated jaw. Dislocated. JAW. Brought on by grinding my teeth every night for nearly 40 years. I ended up with a bite guard that works and now, 2.5 years later I can open my mouth wide and SING, baby, and sometimes when I yawn my jaw cracks. I crack my knuckles, too. In fact, I’m a regular rice krispie girl.
Yesterday, my masseuse pressed really hard and flat and up on my spine and it popped in one place. It felt so good. One of best benefits about hugging someone taller than me, before I put on all this extra weight, was the crackle of my spine as it popped all that extra air out. It’s addictive, it is. Another good reason to lose weight. You may think that’s a ridiculous reason for wanting to lose weight, but at this point, anything that helps with the motivation works for me.