Oy! Motherhood.

because colleen said so

colleen, who i adore (and love a smidgen more every time she puts up a post) is on a mission to get me back up to speed with this blog thing. and so, she has tagged me to tell all three of you six weird things about myself.

this is not such an easy task at this stage of my life because i am less weird now than i've ever been. still, there are some weirdnesses that persist.

1. let's just jump in with a good one, shall we? my eyes are normally very dark hazel, which means they're brown with flecks of less brown. but, after i've done something extremely pleasurable (like, let's say, sex?), they turn dark green.

2. i often conduct out-loud "arguments" with people who have pissed me off, but who are not in the room with me. yes. that's right. i yell to myself a lot.

3. i have a lot of prophetic dreams. the hubs didn't believe it at first, but recently he asked me to stop telling him about my dreams because too much was turning out to be true and it was freaking him out.

4. i never go back and read the books i've written. my expectation is that once it's in print the book will be perfect. the fact is it never is. there are always typos, mislabeled photos, juxtaposed paragraphs, or something that's just plain wrong. i don't read my reviews either.

5. i once worked as a veterinary assistant. the knowledge i acquired there allows me to: identify heartworm under a microscope, drain a dog's anal glands, clip animal toenails, and collect a fecal sample. weird *and* gross! double the pleasure!

6. when i am thinking or am working hard at something i search my scalp for thick, wiry pieces of hair and pull them out. after a particularly long, hard work session i look like a crazy person because my hair is messed up and sticking out in all directions.

so that's it!  i'll just tag my friend dizzy because i'm afraid she's disappeared forever (or just isn't getting my emails!) and JRM because i owe her one ;)

squinting

well, here i am again--back in the light, up from the underground. i moved a couple of posts and censored a few things, but really, most of what i'd written wasn't censor-needy in the first place, so i realized that i might as well just come back up for air. and, ahem, i think i lost all my readership in the process.

that's a-ok, though, because now i'll be back on the bloggy bandwagon, commenting hither and yon, and getting back my linky love. i'm a blog whore. it's officially official.

and i'm lazy.

i was just sitting here thinking what i really want is a remote control for the oven. you believe that? i'm too lazy to stand up and walk about 20 steps and turn on the oven.

i dunno. something happens when the girl's been asleep for an hour. my whole body begins to shut down. the brain turns to mush. i start yawning. my eyelids get heavy. i can't focus on anything, and all i want to do is sit somewhere. alone. in the silence.

and now i've just had a panic attack because i realized that when i put the girl to bed i brought down a boatload of laundry and i haven't even gone down into the hellhole i call my basement to sort it.

so that's where i'm going right now. if i don't come back in a few days it's time to send out a search party.