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I bought a blender today. It was sort of an impulse buy, powered by two girls standing next to me saying, “Please mom? PLEASE?” and the fact that the demonstration produced: hot tortilla soup, peanut butter, peanut butter cup smoothies, mocha smoothies, strawberry ice cream, and juice made with cabbage and whole strawberries.  All in 10 minutes.  How could I resist?  Well, I tell you, I couldn’t.  So, more money than you could ever imagine spending for a blender ever later, I now have a…actually, I’m not even going to tell you, because it seems very “As Seen On TV” and quite frankly, I’m a little amazed at the self-medication via shopping I’ve been indulging in since John has been gone.

However, this new, amazing blender can’t be used until I find a 1500 Watt transformer, because of course it’s not dual voltage, and transformers are really expensive, and did I tell you this was an impulse buy?  Powered by peanut butter cup smoothies?  Made with freshly made peanut butter?

It looks really nice on my counter, though.

God, my life is really boring right now.

Tschuss!!

I somehow managed to pass my math test, thank god, and now I have my Associates, and all of a sudden the weather is awesome, and you know what?  I like life.

Tschuss!!

Oh my god, between ROCK BAND!!! and my brand new Wii Fit, I never have to leave the house!  Except I do, of course, but STILL!  I love my Wii Fit!  Let me tell you, virtual Hula Hooping?  Hard as hell.  Also, my balance apparently sucks, but I don’t care!  Because it’s fun to not have balance!

I am not in the best of moods right now, because I spent the entire weekend in a state of perpetual almost sneezing, and it drove me crazy.  My nose was a faucet, and I went through one and a half rolls of toilet paper because of course we had no tissues.  I hate colds almost worse than the flu, because with the flu everyone feels sorry for you and you are required to lay in bed and sleep (and vomit and…other things, yes, I know this) but colds just force you to move on with life, struggling to make sense of whatever information is making its way through your foggy head, snot pouring out your nose and sliding down the back of your throat.

Hmm…that’s not why I’m in a mood, that was just a tangent.  I’m ACTUALLY in a bad mood because I was stupid and searched John’s name in the Global Movements Thing I use for work, and I discovered…he’s not coming home until a week later than originally planned.  At least.  I shouldn’t have looked!  I shouldn’t have!  That way I would only be disappointed for the additional week, not from now UNTIL the additional week.  I saw that and I was instantly transported into a Mood, a mood which required depressing music and no talking, except for to tell people I was not talking.  Don’t talk to me!  I can’t help it!  I miss my husband.

Also, I made guacamole to go with the nachos we had for dinner and while normally my guac is totally kick ass, THIS batch was indescribably bitter, which I’m sure had a lot to do with the fact that the avocado was not so much on the ripe side.  It made me sad.

PLUS!  It doesn’t end there!  I had to study all weekend for my retake math CLEP tomorrow, except that I totally DID NOT STUDY, and now I’m going to fail AGAIN, because 1+1 shouldn’t have to = x(8nlog4-67).  It should = 2!  And who cares about percentages?  I don’t!  I know how to figure out tips, and that is the ONLY PERCENT I USE.  And, since I am ON A ROLL, GRAPHING!  And PROBABILITIES!  Are not required in daily life!  I will never reach blindly into my sock drawer, wondering what color sock I will get! I will look inside and purposefully grab either a pair of white (working out), green (work) or multi-colored (cold feet) socks, depending on what I am doing!  God.  If I am eating cake, I will never need to know how much cake I would be eating if I ate 3/8 + 5/12, because I will ALWAYS eat at least HALF OF THE CAKE.  I don’t need to know math to know that half a cake equals .50 or 50% or 1/2.

Anyway.  Perhaps it’s time for me to do some Wii Fit Yoga.

Tschuss!!