Is there such thing as a graphicnovelworm?

I was tagged by Dad to Two for the 'Bookworm' meme. The rules are:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 56.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next two to five sentences.
5. Don’t dig for your favorite book, the cool book or the intellectual one. Pick the Closest.
6. Tag five people to do the same.

Since most of the books to my right sport such insightful prose as "Dinosaur ROAR!" and are amputated at about page 10, I'll lean to my left...The first book in that direction is actually a graphic novel, but that counts, right?

"That's why I'm going to Australia to find out for sure."
"The hell you are! Yorick Brown, you may very well be the last man on earth! You have a responsibility to the world now!"

So...lazy Sunday post. Ya'll get like, a million nerd points if you know what that's from.

And I'm going to tag:
SavvySuzie (she may out-nerd me)
Kelly at Per Se (dude, school texts don't count)
Julie at the Cool Mom Guide (what DO cool moms read? Cause I'm not one)
and Pauvre Plume (cause I might look like I have smart friends).

We're gonna need a bigger boat

I haven't written a post in a while that wasn't a meme, a theme, or an award acceptance. Because, well, I've been seriously lacking in inspiration. I have been a non-participant in Maternal Spark's Monday Muse for a while, not because I've been busy writing lists, but because I've been feeling totally without a muse.

And here is my shameful little secret - often, most of the time in fact, I need someone to give me an idea. Not just 'inspiration' - a friggin' IDEA. Even if said idea just becomes a launching point, I need somewhere to start. A project. A theme. A fully-formed, totally realized, clever-ass idea. I mean, it didn't even occur to me to start a blog until someone else said, "Hey, why don't you have a blog?". And look how THAT turned out.

Um...okay, wait, that's a bad example. Never mind.

Anyway, sometimes, when it comes to writing, I just go to a website like this one and GET an idea (oddly, there are far fewer websites that give you ideas for painting or developed concepts on which you can base your grad show in ceramics). Today, for instance, I pressed the button and got this:

"What's so great about being stiff? Write a story or memory whose title would contain the word 'starch.'"

What the...? Are you kidding me? You want me to write about...STARCH?

Okay, that sucks. I think I'm going to need more help than that.

Actually...fuck it. I'm going to go play video games.

In which I alienate a lot of people

It's that time again! Time to assault you poor people with whatever is rattling around in my head - and time for you to assault me back! Got a bunch of fragmentary musings that aren't ready to be a whole post yet? Grab the button, glue 'em together with what I like to call this 'theme', and leave a comment or shoot me an email so I can link you up. I'm expecting a big turnout this week since we got a shout-out from Erin of The Mom Buzz, who does a weekly flyaround of blogosphere happenings over at Ohana Mama. And of course The Neurotic Mom is hosting with me, so check her out too!

And my mental bits n' bobs for the week are...


When the Beatles said they were "bigger than Jesus", do you think they meant they were bigger...y'know...down there?

I probably just alienated a bunch of people. It's probably better to do it talking about Jesus' nether regions, than boring them to tears with a long-winded rant about how the character classes in Warhammer are way more innovative and interesting to play than the boring old knockoffs in World of Warcraft.

The character classes in Warhammer are way more innovative and interesting to play than the boring old knockoffs in World of Warcraft.

I probably just offended some WoW players.

I wonder if anybody is still reading. Maybe my mom. Even if she's confused.

I wonder why this blog, in which I regularly ruminate on things like cat meat and zombies, only gets boring google searches of the "mom saves the day" and "whimsical thoughts" variety, whereas my relatively benign parenting blog gets weirdos googling "bunny busting" and "kitchen implements with the letter to".

I don't even know what "bunny busting" is.

And if you have to google "whimsical thoughts", they're probably not that whimsical anymore.


Your turn! Grab the button - and randomize!

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And the hopelessly incoherent for the week are:

1. Michelle at Michelle's Blog

2. Julie at Cool Mom Guide

3. FoN at Kids and Daiquiris (yeah, that's right baby, she finally let me link to it)

4. Becky at Suburban Matron

5. PauvrePlume at Je ne suis qu'une pauvre plume

8 Laws My House Should Have, and 2 it has in spades

8 Laws My Household SHOULD Have

1. All Dogs Everybody should perform if they want their dinner. Seriously - if you want to get fed, you'd better entertain me. Or dust something. Either way.

2. The world does not revolve around the kitchen table. By which I mean, there is no gravitational pull keeping dishes there. They can move the TWO FEET to the kitchen sink, especially when they're empty, since they're lighter.

3. Nobody should wake up before 8am, unless they want to, which is just silly, because nobody in this house wants to. Nobody above 4 feet tall, anyway.

4. The house should be kept warm enough to render unnecessary the usage of pants. Even for guests. Y'know, if that's how they roll.

5. All dogs should respect the napping hour(s), and shut their great drooling gob, if they know what's good for them.

6. All baking and cooking should surrender unto my will, and turn out well. Not turn out like big slimy turds. That are burnt.

7. Respect the sanctity of blogging. That means no small grimy fingers on the keyboard while I'm ty
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8. No discussing of politics, Heroclix, or inlaws prior to 2 3 cups of coffee. They make my head hurt.


And 2 Laws My House Has More Than Enough Of, Thankyouverymuch

1. Murphy's Law. Because you know that the minute the kidlet goes down for a much-needed nap, a delivery guy will show up, which will set the dog barking, which will wake the kid up, and then he won't nap for the rest of the day, which will make you tired and frazzled and you'll do things like spill your coffee on the computer and put the remote control in the fridge, EVERY SINGLE TIME. And you know that the second you get caught up on your laundry the washing machine will crap out, and hubby will produce an extra load of laundry from a friend of his who brought it over because his machine crapped out, and you'll go two weeks without laundry and be reduced to wearing old T-shirts that smell vaguely of a gym that's not even in business anymore, EVERY SINGLE TIME. It's like it's a Law or something.

2. Murphy's Toddlers Laws, especially "A child's favorite one day is never the favorite the next day", particularly when it comes to food.


Posted in participation with Listless Mondays at abdpbt. Check her out for more lists!

About friggin' time

So finally, FINALLY, I got my poop in a group and finished the latest superheroine. Which, some of you may remember (well okay - at least ONE of you), is based on the one, the only, Force of Nature.

I don't have too much to say about this one that I haven't already said about her. She's chaos, she's craziness, she's the sound and the fury, she has her own blog now but I'm not allowed to link to it, she's occasionally mercurial, she's a force of nature. I hope it's all she wanted - skinny, can throw lightning, with a nice rack, that was the request - right?

Check her out by clicking the thumbnail in the sidebar or just go here.

So now...I have a dilemma. I don't have a readily available inspiration for the next superheroine, and while I suppose I could think of one, I'm pretty busy (read: lazy). So tell me why YOU are a superheroine, what your super power would be, and what you would want to look like. And give me a witty one-liner for your superheroine (or superhero, for that matter - I can draw dudes) while you're at it.

Hit it!

I virtually rock. I rock virtually? Whatever.

Apparently I'm just burnin up the blogosphere, because in addition to all the awards my cute little son got, I have a few to accept over here. When will this glorious, ego-stroking, feel-good madness end?

Hopefully never.

So Joanne over at CoconutPalmDesigns gave us this award:



Because, obviously, I rock. As per the title.

It appears there is some kind of fine print attached to this one, implying I need to provide you with 6 random facts about me. But, I'm a rock star, so I'm going to flout (flaunt? Taunt? Trout? Where's my floutin' dictionary??) tradition and just give you one: I was a huge hoarder of sentimental objects until I went backpacking for a few months, at which point I realized that if I didn't need or miss that crap while I was gone, I didn't need it at all. The fact that hubby has t-shirts from high school drives me CRAZY.
(Ironically, I have several sentimental objects from travelling. But they're SMALL)

I hereby pass this award on to:

Mrs. Mullet from Frogs in my Formula, because, hello? She's all business up front and party in the back!
and Casey over at Half As Good As You, because she just rocks. And stalks. And probably something else that rhymes. Talks? It seems likely.

Then Becky at Suburban Matron gave me this award. She said I could ignore it if I wanted to. Does that seem like a takeback to you guys? Because I'm keepin' this bad boy, sorry.



No strings attached to this one, plus it has a cute picture! I'm passing it to some people whose writing I really enjoy:

Kelly at Per Se
Perpetua at Our Lady of Perpetual Bread Crumbs
(I'm surprised either of those people have enough time to write post-its, nevermind a blog, but they do it well).

The last award is near & dear to my heart and was given to me by both SavvySuzie at The $200 Mission and Ane at Life According to Me. If you aren't sure why I'm so geeked out about getting this award, um, hello? Take a look around.

I'll pass this on to a couple of super Moms,
Petra the Wise (*Young*) Mommy
and On the Verge

Phew. Now I'm off to compulsively dust my shiny new awards!


...no. No, I'm not. I'm going to go play Warhammer. Good thing there's no blog award for cleanliness.

Of cat meat and nose rings - Random Tuesday Thoughts

Holy crap is it Tuesday already? Yeesh.

Wait, that wasn't a Random Thought. Or it was, but it doesn't count. Don't judge me yet!

Who wants to play this week? It's already too chaotic and bizarre for one person, so Kelly over at The Neurotic Mom is going to host with me! Gather your arbitrary segments of thought, your whimsical wonderings, your (possibly scary) tangents, and put them all into one post. Go on - it gives you an excuse to come completely unglued, once a week. Then grab the button, leave a comment or shoot one of us an email, and we'll link you up!

And - go!

I saw a bumper sticker today that said, "CAT - The other white meat". Really? That seems juvenile, especially since it was on a mini van. Plus, I'd have to check to be sure, but I really think that cats would be DARK meat.


Apparently the next edition of the Collins dictionary will make the word 'Meh' official. Well, that sucks. How fun is it to be the voice of the indifferent slacker generation if, y'know, it's all OFFICIAL? Now we have to come up with a totally different word. Like, 'sna'.


Why am I writing my random Tuesday thoughts on a Monday evening? Oh, right. WORK. That shit seriously gets in the way of my blogging.


When I tote my 13-month-old into the liquor store with me, does the clerk wonder if I'm pulling beer for him? Or in this case, wine. Because he kind of looks like a wino. Plus, he totally slurs his words.


The whole Motrin Moms 'scandal'? I thought the ad was puerile and completely lacking in funny, but not offensive in the way other people seemed to be offended. I was offended by that woman's VOICE. I mean, you know she's a 20-year-old actress who has never changed a diaper in her life, and thinks people who do are suffering from lobotomies. How do I know that? Because I'm still that person in my head sometimes, and that's exactly what I sound like.


I was play-wrestling with my son the other day, and my nose ring came out, so I just took it out and left it. Except, well, it was more liike a week ago. Maybe a week and a half. Oh, crap. I bet the hole grew in. Where did the ring go, anyway? ...there it is. Maybe if I just - and wiggle it a little - and push a little - OW. FUCK.


Well, at least I still have a nose ring. Hopefully it will detract from my bright red swollen bloody nose.



...so that's your sneak peek inside MY head for the week. Want to return the favor? Grab the button, leave a comment, and we'll link you up! Then go visit The Neurotic Mom to see who she's shaken up this week!

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And the haphazard for the week are:

1. Michelle at Michelle's Blog

2. Merissa over at Taking in Life

3. Julie at the Cool Mom Guide

4. Tiffany at My Random Wisdom

5. Becky at Suburban Matron

9 things I covet, or, oh hey is it Christmas time already?

What? This isn't an entirely self-serving list. How else are you going to know what to buy all the OTHER artsy, comic-obsessed, gaming nerd moms on your list?

1. The Bose SoundDock for iPods: Okay, really I just need some KIND of speaker for my iPod. But if I'm coveting, I should go all out, right? I'm tired of having all these really great songs on my iPod and only listening to them at the gym. I should be able to belt them out in my living room and assault my son's ears serenade my entire neighbourhood!

2. I love my Wacom Bamboo pen tablet, but what I really really want is the Cintiq. To be able to draw right on the screen? Droooooool.

Or, y'know, paper works like that too. But not quite as fun.

3. A laptop bag like this one from glorydaze on etsy, or the lapsac. Or anything like that, that doesn't make me look like I inherited my father's industrial black vinyl laptop bag. If it could double as a cute diaper bag, that would rock even further. I just want to look cool as I take out my laptop, and then take out a sippy cup and a baggie of cheerios. Is that so much to ask??

4. Comments. Lots and lots of comments. Seriously, people, I'm barely holding it together here and comments are the glue.

5. A huge wall decal of zombies. Okay, no, not really. We've been over my fear of zombies. But if I wasn't completely askeered of the living dead, I would think it was pretty cool.

Maybe in the baby's room.

6. A new bathrobe, to replace the one I bought on sale 5 years ago at a La Senza outlet, on sale because it was missing the sash. The one that two years ago, the dog chewed the pockets out of because she thought she smelled a molecule of dog biscuit (and I've been forgetting and trying to put things in the pockets that no longer exist ever since). Do you think she would refrain from chewing a new one if I bought her her own?

7. Two words: SPA. DAY.

8. This hoodie from thinkgeek.com. I know, I'm a loser. I just really REALLY want to wear it to work one day. Or possibly every day. I used to have the t-shirt but, uh....it doesn't fit anymore.

9. The Wii Fit. Well, I've been coveting one of these for a while, they're just elusive round these parts. Must be shy. If I find one, it's automatically an early Christmas present to ME.

What do YOU covet?

Sources: wecovet.com, thinkgeek.com, bedbathandbeyond.com, nintendo.com, wacom.com, bose.com

Posted in conjunction with abdpdbt's Listless Mondays:

A new low

It finally happened. I'm having dreams about BLOGGING.

This usually happens to me when I've been obsessed spending a lot of time doing one thing. At the height of my City of Heroes superhero career, I dreamt at night about superjumping around the city, thwarting evil. Those were pretty good dreams.

Once I read the entire Diana Gabaldon Outlander series from start to finish. For two weeks I had some REALLY good dreams. Mmm, Scottish burrs and men in kilts.

When I was a waitress and pulling a lot of shifts, I'd have nightmares where my section was the size of a football field and people would be ordering really complicated drinks in a whisper while people at other tables impatiently flagged me down. Obviously, those were not fun dreams but every server has those dreams, so at least I could go to work and expect sympathy.

But dreaming about blogging? It's not like I can wake up and exclaim, "OMG! I just had this whacked out dream where savvysuzie posted something really funny but nobody commented and then barefootfoodie put me on her blogroll!". I mean, I've never been cool but - c'mon.

So, yeah. I think I need to play more Warhammer or something.

I got candy!

BLOG candy, before all you HASAYers jump down my throat. Notice anything different? A few minor changes in the decor? Yeah, I went out last night and I left Rachel from Blog Candy Designs the keys to the joint. I guess she thought I needed an overhaul? Can't imagine why.

Anyway, I LOVE IT. And Rachel was awesomely professional with my nitpicky (and impatient - refresh test blog, refresh test blog, refresh test blog) self.

What do ya'll think? Does this blog layout make my butt look smokin', or what??

Not really an update so much as a bunch of blathering

I'm posting a HASAY update, although it's a little late, and I'm not even sure what week this would be for me since I joined the club late too (sensing a theme here?). Week #2, maybe?

I weighed in Monday. I lost a pound.

At least, I think I lost a pound, it's hard to be sure, since the previous Monday I weighed myself while wearing a bathing suit, and this Monday I was in full gym gear and much less naked, so I had to account for how much my clothes weigh.

Um, how much DO clothes weigh?

Anyway, I'm guessing a pound. I'm not AS concerned with that as I am with getting back on the wagon and working out, which I did - in spades! I hit the gym 3 times, AND added in a swim fit class with my son, AND went for a nice long walk.

Food, however, continues to be a problem. I did the WeightWatchers thing after I had baby, and it worked great, but I'm kind of over it. I was starving ALL THE FUCKING TIME, and let me tell you, a starving Keely is - let's put this politely - unfriendly.

Okay, I'm a raging bitch when I'm hungry. So this time I'm just trying not to fall victim to the allure of cheesecake and creamy sugary coffee, and eating SLOWLY so I can stop when I feel full.

What? I'm sure it'll work just fine.

This week is going to be harder to get to the gym, but I'm doing my best. On Monday I had a killer workout, and did this ab workout which I used to do all the time but lately seem to have forgotten that there is more than one muscle between my boobs and my hoo-ha. Guess what? After revisiting that workout, I am now painfully, agonizingly aware of EVERY SINGLE ONE. And probably some extras, too.

Also? TVs built into your cardio equipment? BEST INVENTION EVER. I never, ever get to watch TV uninterrupted anymore, so having to run on the treadmill while I indulge in John & Kate Plus 8 seems like a small price to pay. The gyms I've belonged to in the past always had TVs in the cardio area, but you were always subject to someone else's whims, and that someone else always seemed to want to watch sports. Seriously? Who wants to watch people work out while you're working out?

I want to be distracted from the burning sensation in my lungs and thighs and the largish area of my ass, thank you very much.

Random Tuesday Thoughts, Revisited

Last week's Random Tuesday Thoughts was entertaining enough (for ME - I don't care what you thought)(Wait! I didn't mean it! I CAAAARRRE! Come back!) that I'm going to make them a regular thing. Between this and Anna's Listless Mondays, I can go at least two days without having to write a cohesive post! Yeah!

So if you have a bunch of random thoughts rattling around in your head that aren't enough individually to make a post, or if you have a stream of consciousness you just need to piss out, feel free to participate. Grab the button, slap it up there, and leave me a comment so I can link you up.

Ready? One - two - three - RANDOMIZE!


...I've discovered that I need to "set the mood" to blog. The right lighting, and a glass coffee mug of red wine. That's right, I'm romancing you people. The coffee mug keeps it klassy.

...Teddy bears are kind of creepy. Not as creepy as dolls, with their dead eyes that roll back in their sockets, but creepy enough that I don't want to go into my son's room in the dark by myself. Of course, I have no problem leaving HIM in there with them. Hm, I sense a possible repressed childhood memory.

...Still no Buffy comic. I'm going to have to start busting kneecaps. Did all of Dark Horse go for coffee? For over two months?

...I wonder if anybody else has dreams where they're the last person on earth, and it's kind of nice? I found this blog called Alone on Earth that's a work of fiction written as the diary of a guy who is suddenly (and inexplicably) the last person alive. The writing is not uber polished, which just makes it all the more realistic as a diary, and it's super suspenseful and a little scary. I'm totally on the edge of my seat waiting for the next post. But somehow I think if I were in the same situation, I'd just stock up on wine and chocolate and books, and putter my life away in total contentment.

...My dog's life kind of sucks. All day she mopes around waiting for someone to pay attention to her, and all we do is yell at her to get out of the way. No wonder she loves my kid. At least he crawls on her. Every day I feel guilty for this; and yet here I am, blogging, ignoring her.

...Yeah, I'm going to go pay attention to my dog now. Hope it doesn't confuse the crap out of her.


Are you a random rebel, too? Write your totally uncohesive post, copy the following code, and let me know via a comment or an email.

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And the completely aimless and wonderfully arbitrary for the week are:

1. Michele at It's a dog's life

2. Julie at Cool Mom Guide

3. Tiffany at My Random Wisdom (appropriate, no?)

4. Kelly at The Neurotic Mom

5. Michelle at Michelle's Blog

6. April at April's Little Family

6 Things I probably should be doing instead of blogging

1. Working. I should probably be wading through the massive pile of CRAP my boss left me before he jetted off to golf in Phoenix for a week. "We'll get you a laptop" they said. "You can work when you have time" they said. Bah.

2. Writing and mailing the thank-you cards for my son's birthday that was, oh, OVER A MONTH AGO. Yeah, I suck. But he signed them, so he sucks too.

I know he's only one year old. Shut up.

3. Drawing the next superheroine of the week, which is, um, a little overdue. Sorry, FoN. When is someone going to perfect a machine that just takes the images right out of your head and puts them on paper (or PhotoShop)? I'd be first in line for that. Unless there was surgery involved, because that means doctors (unless it's the kind of surgery that can be performed by a bartender with a pickle fork, then I'm still game). Or if you have no control over what images it pulls, because there's some shit in my head that neither man NOR machine should be subjected to.

4. Drawing something for the next issue of a collaborative comic I collaborate on, called Valuable Comics. The theme for the next issue is "Issues". That's right, it's the "Issues issue". I know I've got issues but...can I make a comic about them??

5. If you followed that last link, the corollary of #4 is "Update the Valuable Comics webpage". It's very pathetic and somehow I've been charged with breathing new life into it. I think I may have volunteered. Why the fuck did I do that?? Oh right...there was beer at our last meeting.

Always blame it on the beer.

6. Tidying my house. Because the cleaners are coming on Tuesday, and you've always got to clean before they clean.

...why is that, exactly?

Slightly overwhelmed

This isn't a real post, because I'm not feeling that great (I'm pretty certain it's the lack of caffeine and/or red wine in my system). And, well, I have all these comics to read, and I haven't logged onto Warhammer in a week. Priorities, people.

But it pays not to be a social retard, even in the blogosphere, so I have some awards to graciously accept. First, Julie at the Cool Mom Guide, smacked me not once but twice!



Both of these have memes attached, of the "random facts" variety, but don't you people know enough random crap about me already? You'll become addicted to Un Mom trivia, and be rooting through my garbage for your next informational tidbit in no time.

Nobody wants that.

But I will pass these along, to people I actually DO want to know more about:

Private EYE
April's Little Family
Isolated Existence

And then savvysuzie at the $200 Mission presented me with another award, but blogger for some reason says that her blog has been removed, and that had better be a big fat lie, or I'll cry. I WILL BE BACK to edit this post, dammit.

It was there, I swear. It's not the Neo-Citran talking.

And Ane at Life According to Me gave me the following, which is just further proof, as if you needed it, that people in the blogosphere DO NOT REALLY KNOW YOU AT ALL:



But it was a very sweet sentiment, and I'm not going to pass it on to anyone specific, because if they're setting the "Best Mom" bar at my level, then it's a contest anyone can win.

Upgrade your hardware...upgraded.

Normally I hate it when people try to improve on my joke, because, well, they're usually funnier. But this was too funny not to share. FoN forwarded the 'old sign' pic around her workplace, and Creative Services decided to give voice to the 'new sign':



....what a smarmy bitch.

Upgrade your hardware

Okay, I think this is funny.



Don't you kind of wonder how the old sign feels? Is it sitting there thinking, "Man, I feel USED. And that bitch is sitting RIGHT THERE, all high and mighty. Fuck. I hate you all."

No?

Just me then?

Okay.

Random Tuesday Thoughts

I wonder if I should have titled this post with something to bait the search engines, as Anna over at abdpbt suggested. Something like "10 ways to keep your man". Then I could have followed it up with suggestions like "Bash him over the head with a hammer and stuff him in your linen closet", and see how many authorities were called hits I got.


Do you think some Americans are finally ready to accept a black man as president because the tv show 24 and Keifer Sutherland told them it was okay? I mean, I'd drink bleach if Keifer Sutherland told me it was okay. Although I won't buy a Ford. Hm, maybe it's the visual.


My toe is itchy.


I'm reading this book called "Gargoyle" by, um, Davidson something. I got it from the library as a "Popular Pick", which means I only get it for a week, which means it's due back tomorrow. It's actually pretty good, so I should probably be finishing it instead of blogging. The last "Popular Pick" I got out was some horrid thing by Stephanie Meyer, and I didn't even finish the first chapter, because my reading time is precious these days. It wasn't the Twilight ones, but those sound stupid too. I mean, I didn't even buy the "hundreds-of-years-old vampire falls for immature teenage ditz" phenomenon from Joss Whedon, and I LOVE Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It just doesn't seem plausible. I know guys are way less mature than women and all, but in hundreds of years don't you think they should have done a little personal development?
...where was I? Oh, Gargoyle. Good book.


Do we blog because we're a little crazy, or are we a little crazy because we blog? Discuss.


I BETTER GET A BUFFY COMIC THIS WEEK. Seriously. It's like, a month overdue. C'mon people - in the middle of a story arc?? Get your shit together, I need a fix!! Don't make me come down there!


There were two Buffy references in this post. I'm a total nerd.

11 Reasons I couldn't work out this week

This week I'm combining my abdpbt list with my weekly post for Club HASAY. Because I'm trying to multitask and find more time to work out. Um, yes, that's it.

10 EXCUSES REASONS I COULDN'T WORK OUT THIS WEEK

1. There was an angry moose on my doorstep. Okay, no, not an actual moose. But my neighbours were out front and I didn't want them to see me all scraggy in my gym clothes.

2. My son timed his nap wrong. I can't wake him up to go to the gym right? I could have gone before, but they don't have kiddie care then, and I can't go after, because I have to go to work.

3. It was too cold out.

4. It was too hot out. (Um, okay, well, not really. It's November. It was too hot inside?)

5. My gym clothes were in the wash. I have no idea WHY, since I haven't used them, but that's where they were. Honest.

6. I ran out of coffee. C'mon, I can't even get dressed without being properly caffeinated, never mind operate a treadmill.

7. I ate like, 28 mini chocolate bars, and half a pizza. What's the point?

8. My son woke up 4 times last night, and I think it's better for my mental health if I have a nap instead.

9. I still fit into my jeans, right?

10. I didn't shower yesterday, so I'm pretty gross, but I can't shower before going to the gym, because that's just silly.

11. I walked around the mall already today.


So yeah...pretty sluggish out of the gate. I'll be better this week. As soon as I get around to doing laundry.

I always knew this day would come

Kelly over at The Neurotic Mom bestowed upon me an award! That's right, kidlets, I'm a rock star!

And now I have that stupid Pink song in my head. Except I don't know ANY of the lyrics, other than "I'm a rock star, something SOMEthing, mumble MUMble". Thanks, Kelly. Thanks a lot. I'll just let that repeat on a loop until I'm utterly insane or, in fact, a rock star.

I shall now let some of my rockstar godliness (goddessliness?) rub off on the following people:

Becky at Suburban Matron

Kelly at Per Se

Savvysuzie at The $200 Mission

C'mon, guys, step up to the microphone. You know you wanna RAWK.