Thursday, 10 May 2012

Leave my vagina alone, please.

What a wonderful day I had today.  I bet you'd all like to hear about it. 

I had a lovely appointment with my doctor this morning that I wasn't at all late for.  It was such a pleasant appointment, too.  Which of course did not include a pap smear with a plastic thing shoved up my hoo-haw.  And the doctor didn't even forget to do some other random uterus swab, and I didn't therefore have to lay BACK DOWN for her to finish her important work inside my va-jay-jay. 

Then I didn't have to spend 30 dollars on a birthday cake for a colleague. 

THEN I totally didn't have an afternoon full of annoying meetings at work.  All my non-meetings were particularly productive and especially hilarious.  I came away feeling extremely useful and like a valuable member of my organization. 

Also, the hem on my pants stayed intact all day long.  I was totally not walking around all afternoon carrying my pant leg in my left hand.  Because that would've been a real pain. Had that happened.  Which it didn't. 

After all that, I didn't have to rush to an appointment with my therapist.  I drove there smoothly, without coming across even one obnoxious protest-related traffic jam.  I was perfectly on time for my appointment - early even - and I got the opportunity to talk to my therapist for the following hour about how sane and rational I am at all times.  It's embarrassing, actually, what great shape I'm in.  I love getting up to face the day.  (It's also embarrassing that I can totally afford the 160 bucks it cost for my therapist to tell me about my mental stability.) 

To top off my near-perfect day, I in no way witnessed an automobile accident in which a cab driver's car spun in multiple circles across 5 lanes of traffic directly behind me.  Any day that you don't have to call 911 is a good day!  Lucky, too, because that type of traumatic event could cause a sane person (such as myself) to react calmly and rationally - with regular breathing patterns, a slow heartbeat, and very dry eyes. 

I think the best part of today was my evening of peace and quiet

Not once did I have to re-live a terrifying experience over the phone to a cop who is investigating a car crash.

Not once did I have to consider calling in sick tomorrow. 

Not once did I regret leaving the house in the fucking first place this morning. 

My life is soooo relaxing.  Ahhhhh...

*gentle exhale*


Sunday, 6 May 2012

Fill in the blanks - with CUPCAKES

I've decided I like this little "Fill in the Blank Friday" game, as it allows me to successfully dump a bunch of random thoughts on the page all at once.  My favourite pastime.  Regardless of what day it is. 

Here goes. 

1. My bedtime routine includes... random cleaning.  I'm a weird "go to bed" person.  I always end up tidying like an obsessive freak right before bed.  I'm also addicted to my kickass iPhone - Hubby and I can't seem to put them down.  Even when we get into bed.  A bad habit that should be broken, I'm sure. 

2. I am... feeling worn out.  Last week was a particularly busy one and I seem to have overdone it.  My brain got tired, so it became even harder than usual to motivate myself.  I'm trying, but geez it's tough. 

3. I can't stand.. Hubby's incessant TAPPING.  He's sitting next to me tap tap tapping his fingers on any solid surface he can find.  It's driving me up the goddam wall, even worse than the constant whistling. 

4. My idea of relaxation would be... laying in my backyard in the sun with a book that I may or may not read.  Which is what I did this afternoon and I truly enjoyed it.  It's my happy place. 

5. If I had an extra $50, I would... ask for more, because 50 bucks doesn't buy shit. 

6. The best thing about a bloggy friend is that... she knows you better than many of your real life friends.  She reads your words, she relates, and she shares your general outlook on life.  The best bloggy friends text you, and FaceTime you, and meet up with you when you visit their town.  And they even plan CRAZY PIZZA AND BEER FESTS IN CHICAGO with you.  Some of the best friends I have are bloggy friends.  Seriously.

7. A recipe I've been dying to try is... something somebody else made.  Because I hate cooking.  Right now I would love to eat at least 15 of Miss Sarcasm's OREO CUPCAKES. 

Because, as a good friend does, she sent me picture just to taunt me.  Asshole.   


If you like this fun little game too, link up over at The Little Things We Do