So this photo pretty much sums up how I’ve been feeling lately. Oh how I love January. Such a cruddy month. Post holiday crash, winter blues, financial lockdown (don’t ask), and cabin fever… oh, January. As you may recall, it was not long ago that I was bitching because it was hot, in December. Now, I could bitch all day because it’s colder than a witches tit. By the way, what the hell does that mean? And well, bitching doesn’t do the blog any good. Because you all don’t want to hear about how I haven’t left my house yet today, but I managed to load the dishwasher, vacuum the downstairs and drink a diet coke. And that Jack likes to eat avocado today, but not tomorrow. Or how lately I feel like I want chocolate every 3 minutes. And how every time I dig into my stash of chocolate covered caramels from the dollar bin at Target, Jack will drop everything and run over to me, while YELLING, “bite? bite? bite? peese? bite?” At which I reply, “No, Jack, you don’t want thiiisss. It’s mommy’s medicine.”
So. I think I may go in to hibernation for a while. I’ll still be here. And I’ll post occasionally. When I have something interesting to discuss. Like how Jack took one look at his blueberry pancakes yesterday and said, “boo in der.” That’s right Jack, there’s blue in there. haha. Or, you know, if this whole writer’s strike resolves itself (or whatever) then we can talk about how Carlos is BLIND!?! Or how obscenely funny Tracy Morgan and Alec Baldwin are and that Tina Fey is a genius. Or maybe we could talk about McDreamy and Rose…?! I mean, SERIOUSLY! Meredith and McDreamy BELONG together and are supposed live happily ever after in their McDream house! Sorry about that. Anyway, where was I? Hibernation. Well maybe not hibernation… just frequent naps and less posts. We’ll see. I’m not sure how long I can go without a list. You know how I love lists.
Ok. So that’s it for now. I have a 1:30 meeting, I am late for, with Denise Austin to discuss blasting some fat with yoga. Toodles! Oh, I almost forgot. We got some snow.
Well in my little TV world that I live in (I can’t believe I get paid to think about television all the time), I am hearing that the writer’s strike settled. So that should brighten dreary January up a bit right? Though I haven’t seen it on CNN or Google News or anything yet, so maybe it’s just rumor and hearsay.
In any case, hang in there, and I’ll still be checking in regularly – posts or no. And by, the way, I feel the same about January. My most unfavorite month for sure… though followed closely by February. The grey, the slush, the post-holiday let down complete with additional five-pound gift on the tum and tush and the endless cold, windy, dreary days. *Sigh* Dreaming of sunshine…
You are not the only one feeling this way. I go between wanting to climb between the covers and not get out until May and climbing the walls because, get me the hell out of this house already. It doesn’t help that it is crap for weather and Charlie is standing at the door with his boots in hand every day at 8:15 a.m. Poor kid.
I can’t wait to be able to discuss all the good tv again, I am so sick of the reality crap they are trying to shove down my throat.
Good luck getting out of the January funk. Just think how quickly time will fly and we’ll all be bitching about the heat and that damn shining sun again.
Denise Austin cracks me up. I used to do one of her videos with my mom when I was in elementary school (Denise Austin is like, 1000 years old). Her voice is tattooed into my brain.
You know how I feel and you know how I have been in hibernation. Then a wise women once told me to get out and start doing things. Hmmm maybe you know her? Anyway, you now can look forward to a Tootstastic visit!! Hopefully I make it back from Seattle without freaking out. BYE
I can’t believe you STILL watch Desperate Housewives….you might be the only one left. :)
The fact that Meredith and McDreamy are on the outs again is just devastating. I hate when they do this to us. Don’t they know it’s the only reason we watch the show anymore? It sure as hell isn’t for Izzie and George. That is just NOT RIGHT!
Sorry for your ho-hum month. It happens to the best of us. Hope you come back listing your ass silly soon!
Oh I hear you on this one.
Major cabin fever happening up here in casa-petitegourmand.
Lulu is sick..yet again. sigh.
so all week I have been on “call” poor little thing.
poor me.
how did they ever survive before cable?