April 12, 2011

Randomocity #2

The sequel.

This is the post that's meant to be a filler to let you know I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. Because I'm working on an actual POST...a devotion-type one...but I don't want to post nothing until I'm finished, because I like to hear myself talk type. And honestly, it could take weeks months for me to have the time/discipline/quietness to sit down and organize it on paper the way it is in my head.

So until I actually have something to say, I'm going to say nothing.

1) Very often when I check on the kids before I go to bed, I get jealous of the fact that they have been asleep for hours and I'm still not in bed yet.

2) As I tweeted earlier, I have an overwhelming desire to use the word "Herr" lately as a replacement to "Mr." As in "Herr Steely" or "Herr Magoo."

3) If I ever attained any level of notoriety to where I could make ridiculous demands and get away with it, I would have in my contract that I wanted a bowl full of only orange and yellow Skittles in my dressing room.

4) I've had an uncontrollable craving for toffee lately. (No, I'm not pregnant.) I blame it on Ann who brought toffee into our cabin at the Women's Retreat. Two and a half weeks ago.

5) According to the inconsistent and faulty scale at the gym, I've supposedly gained a few pounds since the half marathon. And by a few, I might mean more than a few. Surely this has nothing to do with the aforementioned toffee or the fact I'm not running between 6 and 9 miles a day.

I'll spare you of the rest. Or post them as a trilogy.

Happy Tuesday!


Gina said...

Everyone knows that gym scales definitely do not work. Nor do Dr's office scales.

Stephanie Guest said...

Trust no scale! They are evil!

As for my demands, I would like a bowl of peanut M&M's.

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