Took a chance at the high school dance....
When your kid accidentally leaves the refrigerator door open all night do not - I REPEAT - do not be a cheap ass and assume the yogurt that was brand new and unopened in the warm fridge will be ok once it is cold again...there is a chance it will not be and you will have to leave work early with gut rot. That's all I am saying on that matter.
It is another rip roaring Friday night in the Conky household...A is on her tablet in her room, dead from the week of cubical torture...I am making myself sit up at my desk b/c I have been laying on the couch too long and feel like a beached whale, crushed by my own weight...all I want to eat are Lays plain potato chips...
My sister has shingles. I call her "The Leper" now...that assface dog has been barking downstairs all night. I have to go down and talk to those ppl this weekend come hell or high water. On the upside - my cat barf carpet cleaner arrived today and it will be glorious. I wanna walk around the house following the cat waiting for her to barf now.
I just started waiting THE KILLING. FML....I should never allow myself to watch anything that has anything to do with daughters being abducted/murdered...ever. I just cannot fucking bare it. Even when said daughter indirectly causes me severe gut rot via warm yogurt I just cannot deal with the subject matter. I am 2 episodes in and considering starting something else but gawd dammit...I am weak and sucked in....
All I can smell is marshmallows right now. It is about the only thing in this house that is not relatively healthy...the only reason they are still in the house is b/c I forgot they were even here. But now that I can smell them they must be eradicated. I have to have no unhealthy options in the house for when one of my "crazy spells" start and I eat anything and everything bad. It is very akin to junkie behavior...which make sense since its all the same damn part of your brain pulling the strings...my only savior in those dark times (I am being dramatic on purpose) is having ZERO bad food options...it is hard to overeat and gorge on canned peaches or Raisin Bran cereal...a bag of marshmallows though - that is what diabetes is made of. Sigh.
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My sister has shingles. I call her "The Leper" now...that assface dog has been barking downstairs all night. I have to go down and talk to those ppl this weekend come hell or high water. On the upside - my cat barf carpet cleaner arrived today and it will be glorious. I wanna walk around the house following the cat waiting for her to barf now.
I just started waiting THE KILLING. FML....I should never allow myself to watch anything that has anything to do with daughters being abducted/murdered...ever. I just cannot fucking bare it. Even when said daughter indirectly causes me severe gut rot via warm yogurt I just cannot deal with the subject matter. I am 2 episodes in and considering starting something else but gawd dammit...I am weak and sucked in....
All I can smell is marshmallows right now. It is about the only thing in this house that is not relatively healthy...the only reason they are still in the house is b/c I forgot they were even here. But now that I can smell them they must be eradicated. I have to have no unhealthy options in the house for when one of my "crazy spells" start and I eat anything and everything bad. It is very akin to junkie behavior...which make sense since its all the same damn part of your brain pulling the strings...my only savior in those dark times (I am being dramatic on purpose) is having ZERO bad food options...it is hard to overeat and gorge on canned peaches or Raisin Bran cereal...a bag of marshmallows though - that is what diabetes is made of. Sigh.