Another vacation

I'm taking this week off and I really am ready for it. I really am breaking away from work. I need to find other things to worry about.

anyhoo...yesterday Amanda and I did voter registration at a local park. It went well but I know they really want me to canvas and I really don't want to. I don't like people to come to my door.

And today I was down at the arts festival in Marietta and there was a McCain booth...but no Obama booth. Now my group is a different county but I think the Cobb contingent should have a had a presence since it was a rather large gathering.
We then went to Barnes and Noble and I couldn't find anything that would interest me. I'm just kind of in a funk.

Now I'm watching Mad Men and trying to keep intersted in it. I'm not sure what is wrong with me.

As I wait for Obama to tell me his V.P. choice

I sit and read the AJC and find this gem...

http://http://www.ajc.com/metro/content/metro/atlanta/stories/2008/08/22/boyfriend_confronts_couple.html?cxntlid=homepage_tab_newstab

Ramson told police that she and husband Lee were having sex in her bedroom,
while Reed was sitting in the living room, the report said.
Apparently that
didn’t sit well with Reed. He got angry and demanded that Ramson and Lee let him
in the bedroom, the report said. Reed somehow got into the bedroom and pushed
Lee, the woman told police.
Lee returned the favor, pushing Reed onto a table
lamp, the report said.

Now this has the potential to get ugly and soon knives were produced. End of story...woman kicks both their sorry behinds out.

See it doesn't pay to have your cake and eat it too.

I need to get motivated

Yesterday was the first day of Doggy Day Care. Lucy did her temperment test and passed! They said she was definitely an alpha female but got along with everyone. She came and slept hard.

Tonight we going up on the trail and walk. I need the exercise.

Amanda called and is sore from riding the coasters at Six Flags. She tenses up so much she hurts herself.

I need to go out and work on the yard but I did a lot yesterday and I'm just not in the mood. I wish I like this yard as much as my old one. I really miss my azaleas, my butterfly bushes, my roses. For my yard to be a 10th of my old yard I'll need to hire a landscaper. It's just too small, rocky and weird. Yuck.

Rainy night in Georgia

Horrible storm last night. Power finally went out about 6:30 p.m. and while it was cooler...it was also humid.

Called GA Power...too many calls for a live operator. Then I see a bunch of shingles on my front porch. GREAT! WONDERFUL!

I see my neighbors out walking and I go out and look and it doesn't appear that those shingles are mine.

About 10 I call GA Power again...still no operator...just a recording.

Lucy and I go to bed. I have nightmares all night about work. I wake up at 2 a.m. and call GA Power (I'm sweating and hot flashing all over the place)

I get an Operator!! Yea!! She tells me my power will be restored by 5....a.m. I ask? No, pm!

I go back to sleep and dream about work and not nice dreams either. I wake up to the dishwasher running! It's 7:47 a.m.....and Lucy wants to go out.

A few hours later...I'm pooped. I hope the fridge didnt' spoil and I worry someone has a leaky roof. I'm going to take a nap. Hopefully, I dream about Mike Rowe and Sharks and not my job.

I did something stupid

The other day I went to Bed, Bath and Beyond with Amanda to look at curtains. On our way to the back, I see a really cool looking scale at half price. I do the unthinkable...I get on it. Of course it is one of those that tell you not only how fat you are but your BMI and water weight. I have to take off my sandals and put in my age.

I won't share the results...except to say I'm much, much, much bigger than the day I gave birth to Amanda.

This puts me in a depression. A Dove Bar, Pirate Booty, Quesadilla with extra cheese depression.

Then this OCD chick at work who blurts out things tells me I have blue lips. No, I don't. But then I noticed I do have a purple tinge at the corners of my mouth. Probably asthma....but it is scaring me.

So this week...I'm back to the gym ( I sweat like a pig y'all) and I'm making an appointment for a physical where they will tell me to lose weight...duh...

So wish me luck. And I'm not telling you what I weigh. At least not till I reach my goal. It's gonna be a journey...wow, what a journey.

Books read: I've finished the Jen Lancaster Trio of Laughs..Run to your bookstore and look in the biography section...she is way too funny.

I'm now reading Valerie Bertenelli's Bio. I hated her in middle school. She was the epitome of cute and nothing I did made me look like her. Instead I looked like Bonnie Franklin...and I still do. I'm posting a pic of Bonnie. For all of us Bonnies out there...