My taste in music is very catholic. Not as in the religion, but varied. I am a big fan of Big Band and Jazz, Rockabilly, Classic Rock, Technopop, Disco (Shut it!), and even Country music. Took me a while, but I have learned to appreciate it.
I draw the line at “Screamo” and Grunge and Rap, though.
Anyway, as I was driving back home from dropping off Son at school, I switched to the classic rock station. Ordinarily, I don’t pay much attention to it. I just let it slide over me and that’s about it. Sometimes though, one song comes on and gives me a slight chill as it permeates my consciousness.
I heard Michael Anthony at the keyboards and my heart started to fly.
Now, I can’t abide Sammy Hagar. I just…his voice gets on my nerves. But I can’t think of anyone else doing it justice.
Hope y’all find your inspiration to fly today!! 🙂
Well, I overslept. Hey, I needed it. I have been having trouble sleeping for the past few weeks.
Get your minds out of the gutter.
My anxiety is rearing its ugly head again, which is odd, since Hubby is home now. However, last night I slept deeply and had no heart palpitations to wake me, so that was good. Now, I have to get some coffee in me before the headache gets out of hand.
The Force™ is with me, and it’s nice and smooth! Have a great relaxing Sunday!! 😉
But not a regular, run-of-the-mill diet.
I’m on a financial diet. I admit I lurves me some shopping, but in my opinion, I think I have been using it as a substitute for something. Perhaps being alone, or maybe wanting to feel good about myself. Frankly, I’m not sure. I do know I buy gifts for a lot of people, and having a large family doesn’t help. Luckily I am done with Mother’s Day and Father’s Day gifts, and almost done with Christmas.
Yes, I am that bad.
I’m not cutting my card, but I am cutting myself from using it, with the exception of grocery shopping and getting the kids clothing they need. I pretty much have everything I need as does Hubby, and having lost weight during Lent facilitated me fitting back into my clothes, so that is a major plus. Oh, and I’m still losing weight. Getting in the habit of smaller portions sure is helping there!
And gift card shopping doesn’t count 😉
I decided to adopt The Queen’s dictate about cleaning five things or areas per day. Hubby thinks that this house is in need of Niecy Nash or the Hoarders crew, but that’s his minimalistic nature talking. I do admit we have junk drawers and piles of paperwork around the house, though. And being fond of scrapbooking, I admit to having piles of material and “junk” that I use for that purpose. But overall, I keep it contained. The same way I contain myself in jeans, I suppose.
Anyway, I was cleaning off a pile of receipts over by the kitchen sink and guess what??? I found a $50 gift card!!! Yes, it is addressed to me. That was a very nice surprise, but not as good as the one I found while cleaning yet another stack of paperwork in my room, where I found a $200 gift card to Pottery Barn!!! Mom and Dad’s gift from Christmas, which I can be forgiven for forgetting about since my life has been a bit topsy-turvy.
And if that weren’t enough, I just found $13.45 in the laundry. It’s almost like Fate is forcing me to go shopping. I guess Fate knows shopping therapy works wonders for women. So I’ve heard 😉
It’s always something, isn’t it?
The good news is I can say no living beings would be harmed today. My Voodoo List™ today is comprised of the little annoyances around the house that tend to pile up and choke you.
That’s a bit of paraphrasing from Hubby right there.
My Voodoo List of the Week™:
- Stupid cracks in the walls. I have to count and make notations and then get someone to come and repair them.
- Portraits still waiting to be hanged. I need picture hanging crap.
- Prep and clean the bathroom so I can paint it. I have done this five times. Still haven’t painted the stupid thing.
- Fix the towel rods in aforementioned bathroom. Because kids destroy worlds.
See that crack between the wrench and the screwdriver?? I have to fix that!!! 😀
Yeah, I’m still operating at impulse power, and what better way to use impulse than to go shopping, right?? Mother’s Day is just around the corner, and I know some of y’all tend to
wait until the last freakin’ minute overthink about the perfect gift.
Well, that’s what I’m here for. I am your Fairy Aggie. Oh, shut it, and read on.
Jewelry and knick knacks tend to be perennial favorites, but there comes a time that they become run-of-the-mill, and totally expected. Try to think outside the jewelry box. As y’all know, I am a big, BIG fan of PJs. Nothing better than wearing comfy PJs and relaxing, in my opinion. If the mom in your life is like that, she would looooove these:
As always, model not included, so don’t bother asking.
No, I can’t say that I am depressed. I have seen friends who have suffered from depression, and I can honestly say I’m nowhere near that. For that I am grateful. I don’t think I could write a post if I were in such pain.
I am, however, feeling very sad. It sometimes happens to me. It’s not cyclical, or even predictable as some hysterical maladies can be, if you get my drift! It just happens. The timing of this sucks rocks, though. I am used to keeping a cheerful face for the kids, but this time the whole family knows I am not myself. Trying to allay fears and lessen the impact is difficult, though. Usually this passes after a few days, and I hope that this time it will pass a bit more quickly than that. I am not one to wallow in self-pity. Unless I spill my coffee. But I am having a tough time keeping it under wraps. So, forgive me friends for my absence at your blogs. I promise I shall return eventually, as caustic and sarcastic as ever.
It’s just going to take me a little time 🙂
Sorry guys, but I am waaaaaaaaaay too busy today, so here’s an open thread and make sure to leave funny stuff for me to read when I get back!
Hope y’all have a great Monday!! 😀
Oy, what a way to start the day. We had plans to attend the annual dorm picnic today, only to find out Little One has a project due tomorrow and is having a friend over to help. Then my mother-in-law called us to offer her tickets to a shindig up north of Austin this evening, but it being a school night, we had to decline. And just when I start adjusting to new plans, the other kids pipe in with more stuff.
My glass was looking half empty. And then I saw this:
Wisdom from my friend Deb. Sometimes I forget how to be glad and happy for what I do have. Of course, some would argue that a half full or half empty glass means that there’s a bartender somewhere needing to fill it, but I’m willing to just be happy with the contents left in it 😉