only month one

Depressed. So sick of winter. So sick of the recession. Need to stop reading the news. Need to go to the conservatory this weekend to sit in the tropical room and pretend I'm on vacation.

I know I'm not facing any real troubles, but I do wish we had heat in our bathroom. Waaah waaah waaaah.....

So it took a month but my arm is better. I guess that means I have to start going back to the gym now.

T Rex Arms

Also, my shoulder hurts. It's a sharp pain when ever I reach up for anything and a dull ache the rest of the time. It's on about week 2 now, and doesn't seem to be getting better. I do know that it started in my sleep one night when I had laid and stared at the ceiling until 5am. My coworker says it sounds like my arm came out of socket. That's some violent sleeping, right? I have a feeling I need to stop reaching up for things in order for it to get any better, but because I'm 5'2" that's not really easy. Everything is up high. Everything. I could maybe tie my arm to my body at the elbow to stabilize it, leaving me with a little T-rex arm, but people at work would think I'm weird. God.

Oh wait, this is great. I just google image searched "t rex arms":

GOOD
BETTER
BEST

update: BEST has been fixed. They can't fool me.

Who has time for a wedding?

Thinking we have to push our wedding thing out another year or so. Not that we *have* to, but it's probably a good idea. The next year is just so uncertain. If I get into grad school, class would be every weekend for two years straight, with a break for xmas and a break for some other holiday. That would mean we either have to hurry this up and get it done before next September when school would start, or we wait and fit it in to that "other holiday" break.

So, I don't know. Try and find a place and whip it together and make our friends all fly back from New York City to Michigan every other weekend for weddings at the end of this summer? Or just kind of put it off for a while until we know when that "other holiday" break would be from school?

If I even get into school.

I'm feeling a little frustrated with the not knowing when. We're trying to plan the simplest wedding possible, but it's already a hassle.

HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY, ZOOMER!

Time at home

I made it through Monday.
It wasn't a good day.
A lot went wrong.
But I'm home now.
And the dog was a good girl all alone all day.

Saturday 11:45pm. Approximately what... 29 hours left?

I'm really irritated with the news in Gaza.

Sometimes I wish I were less sensitive. Life would be easier. But then what kind of person would I be?

In happier news, I swear my friends have made the cutest baby:



Serious?

4:15pm Saturday. Approximately 37 hours left of vacation.

Z and I have been sick for days. Sick sick. The kind of sick that sticks you to the couch. Or the bed. Or the floor. I started this week off with a mile long list of things I was so excited to do. Now I'm running through the list and picking out things that can be done in a stationary position and in short bursts.

But I'm not feeling sorry for myself. At least not too much.
Resolution: Check my attitude. Continually.

Too bad I can't enforce that one on the dog. We have raised a naughty dog. She has a bad attitude about us leaving the house and is very lucky that we aren't the type to spank her. Yet. God help her when I get a web cam and a robotic fly swatter, for she is a bad dog.