hula hoops and hampster wheels

There are too many things to do in a day -- there are a million things that I'd love to be able to do -- but when it comes down to it -- watching tv, playing online, doing laundry and dishes or other not so fun stuff comes first and by the time I get a chance -- the sidewalks are rolled up or the more I think about doing said things -- the more attractive a nap sounds. I mentioned in an earlier post I've been more tired than usual...



I wish I could make more time to garden, or play with yarn or read, or go on nature walks, or go to the gym (ps. 3 mo membership = 5 trips to the gym -- oops) Go take photos of neat stuff. Paint pretty pictures. Write. Do some sort of volunteering or good for mankind. Play games, cards etc. Word on crosswords, cryptos and sudukos -- (do I sound like an old woman or what?) I probably could do these things -- but I'd miss vegging out, watching tv, eating, sleeping, bathing, laundry, dishes & life stuff.



There are a few things though that sound like great ideas -- but in all reality they would most likely end in disaster.



For example -- taking the Amtrak trip around the perimeter of the continental US... Sounds good -- but would actually equal -smelly, tired, cranky Kristen wanting to go home after 2 days.



Go on a hot air balloon ride. It sounds romantic and fun - but the height thing would probably require me to take some valium and then I'd probably fall asleep- or without the valium, I'd probably barf in to the wind and get more than some on me. Then barf again after seeing/smelling vomit. Thowing up is not my forte.


Adopting a Highway. Ok so this isn't exactly up my alley -- nor does it sound glamourous, adventurous and or fun -- but I think of weird things when I'm in the car for 2 hours a day... Ok back to Adopting a Highway -- it would be great to be a part of an organization or group that cared so much about litter -- however I don't give a crap -- I just started recycling, and I'm not that good at it.

Trying new and interesting food at the trendiest of restraunts. Ok, I like some new food -- I just want something on the menu to be recognizable - and I have a list of food that I know I don't like and or do not want to try. But, I'm honest here -- I'm not trendy -- I like mom and pop type family restaunts and national chains, I don't like restraunts with one word names that make me wonder if it is a resturant at all...

I hated pop ups -- so voila pop blocker installed. Haven't seen a pop up in ages!

I hate advertisements on every site esp. facebook, myspace, yahoo that are seemingly trying to gear themself toward me...

I am not about to try a miracle diet to lose 85 inches from midsection. Nor do I think this is humanly possible --- alas I swear I've seen the ad a million times.

I am not bipolar and do not wish to join your study. Thank you very much Stanford.

I don't care what Jennifer Aniston's IQ is.

I am not planning a wedding -- I do not need to exoctic honeymoon destinations.

I am not having a baby -- I don't need coupons for diapers.

Yes, I'm 27 and no, I do not need to refinance my non-existant mortage.

I do not wish to make a Twinky wear whatever I want it to wear.

I said, I'm not planning a wedding and do not need to look at engagement rings.

I don't want to try and zap something to get free ringtones. I like the boring ones that came with the phone -- or else I've already downloaded the ones I want just in case I get sick of the standard ones.

I really don't give a shit about dishsoap -- I'm a Palmolive girl and I'm proud.

Obama -- not so sure about you at the moment.

McCain-- not so sure about you either.

I don't care who's been looking for me on the internet -- seriously I'm not that interesting ---

Seriously , I'm not bipolar.

Nor, am I depressed -- but show me one more ad and I'll show you fury!!!

Ok rant complete.

cherrio!

So I've been tired -- it could be my period -- My body is all out of whack -- it shouldn't be since I'm very particular and exact with my anti-baby medication. However I'm tired. More this week than any other - It could be the new job -- and getting used to the Canadians... it could be a million things. So I went to the organic section of my grocery store today. And picked up Metabolic Advantage thyroid formula. I'm also very diligent about taking my thyroid pill... however -- with the recent life events and added stress and moodieness -- I think my current Rx isn't cutting the cake.

So I found this product via my mom who is friends with the Organic Lady at the grocery store -- who also suffers from abnormal thyroid issues similar to mine. We've both tried the coconut oil remedy and all though it's lovely to coat your mouth with oily fat that smells great -- it's not the best experience in the world.

So Organic Guru Ellen - showed some of the herbal supplements that she has tried. And I decdied to give one of them a try --- she said she saw an improvement in less than a week -- I'm being a skeptic but we shall see. Oh bonus -- it's labeled at a Weight Loss pill... so maybe it will have a dual effect - but I'm not so hopeful.

I laugh at dumb things -- like laffy taffy jokes. Puns. KS95s senseless survey -- http://www.ks95.com/ has the link to listen to the Senseless bureau questionaires. Sometimes I laugh so hard at this it hurts.

I laugh if I fall or if accidently get pink highlighter all over my face but no one points it out until a couple hours after the fact and then Jacque is practically rolling on the floor telling everyone to go look at my face. I laugh because I know I'm not graceful -and It easy to laugh at me -- I do some ridiculous things.

I laugh at anchor people mis prounoucing words -- and not in a word snob way -- just in a ha, ha way

I laugh at my cats for being goofy.

Dave makes me laugh.

I laugh at goofy sidebars that the weatherman I affectionately call Douchie* spouts during his moring forecast -- (*short for douche bag -- no, I don't know him personally -- and the name stays the same - even if I change the channel -- maybe I have some disorder for hating weather-people?)

I laugh at the quanitity of coke I drink in a day. I laugh that my coworks want to get me canisters for my desk so I can organize my candies and treats.

I laugh when they come to me for chocolate and all I have left for them are dum dums from Halloween -- or nasty easter eggs and tin foil wrapped bunnies.

I laugh at cute kids at restraunts sticking french fries up their gums to become a wallrus.

Yep, I'll laugh at anything.