today: state of affairs

most stressful moment, totally made blood pressure rise: the light at the corner of College and Wrightsville was blinking. you know, like when it's really late at night and not a lot of traffic, so you just go when you can go? except that it was not late at night, it was in fact 9:30 in the morning, and traffic was heavy. how is one expected to make a left turn here. i did, after several minutes, cursing and praying all the while that the delivery truck across the way wouldn't choose the same moment to make his own move. he didn't, and we lived. but still! feel like contacting wect to report on this deathtrap.

going to watch: Grey's Anatomy

health: do i have a cold, or something? i've been taking vitamin C all week, fighting off whatever's in the air, and yet. there are sniffles, a faraway feeling of fatigue. and while i've been attempting to step up the workout and get hard(er) core about losing that last little bit, i so don't feel like working out today. would that be bad? i did work out 3 days this week, and they were hard workouts, with an entirely too peppy crew. which is a lot to deal with.

the Bug: whiny, out of sorts. clearly going through something, but we are of course not sure what. a new tooth, growing pains, an early-life crisis? putting on a pair socks incites a major meltdown. can be calmed only with the Baby MP3 player, which includes a 16-song set list, performed by jaunty, high-pitched British children. also, she still won't eat her vegetables, but is currently chomping down on crispy snap peas, which are the vegetable, but (I believe) fried. does that take away from its nutritive value? hmmm. yeah, probably, but she's eating something that at least resembles a garden product, so. there's that.

question: do you know the muffin man?
also: baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?

looking forward to: weekend. time with J.Lo, a possible movie marathon. weather too cold to deal with, but blankets, lots of blankets. cooking up steaks with mushrooms and maybe a pot pie. princess diaries book 8, and maybe some crochet? and jesus camp. yikesoid.

p.s.: a note

Due to irritating cookie issues of now-epic proportions, I am unable to actually log in to blogger. Mendacious is kindly posting my posts for me until the problem is resolved, but meanwhile--this is why I haven't been commenting on anyone's blogs, including, for pete's sake, our own. There's just a few more little kinks to work out in our now-wireless setup, but in the meantime, I'm here, I care, and I think you're all real special.

hugs and kisses,
penelope behind cyber-bars