Current mood:

hungry

No Smoking Zone
I realized tonight that I avoided many activities during college and the like simply because I knew the atmosphere would be cigarette smoke infested and I hated smelling gross and having a burning throat by the end of the night. For example, tonight after fellowship Erin asked if we all wanted to go and do something as a fellowship together. Bowling was ultimately decided on and my initial reaction was to say no. I ended up going (had to borrow socks from James...which instantly became weapons of war when he attacked me with another pair) and had a fun time and in retrospect realized that what I hated about bowling for so many years was the smoke. So...yay for no smoking laws. Not that my game improved. I'm still the worst ever.

So...a half Russian cousin is currently cooking in my Aunt Julia's womb. She's about 6 weeks pregnant and Debbie called me today to let me know and revel in the fact that she called this pregnancy about 2 weeks ago. Thinking about Uncle Tony the Dad is kind of throwing me off, but I'm sure that the kid will be spoiled rotten like my other cousins who grew up here were and s/he probably won't notice if one parent is having a hard time with the whole thing. Honestly, I'm pretty excited...can't believe it's really happening (and there's still that little evil voice that tells me all this is part of Julia's plan to become a citizen and get her extended family out here) but I'm excited none the less. Entertainment will not be scarce, that is for sure!

My ancient canoe injury to the wrist has returned, but it jumped wrists this time. As a future doctor I say that all is well and if I just wear a wrist brace I'll be fine in a few days. I think I'm going to like this whole diagnosing myself and therefore having even more of a reason to not be properly checked by a medical professional thing.

I've heard from several sources (that don't talk to each other often) that there is a commercial on TLC that involved a crazy cat lady. It warms my heart to know I'm in your thoughts every time it comes on. :) I love you guys.

The sleep number bed has turned against me. I found the perfect number (35) and now I can't get out of bed in the mornings. But the number is perfect for falling asleep at night. *Sigh* the trials of life, right? :)

Speaking of sleeping, that's what I should do right now. After I eat something. I had to deal with a dead battery in my car as soon as I got off work and then drove straight to fellowship and then went straight to bowling...so food before bed (so bad for you!) and then bed...

Good night all. Love you bunches.

PS- I think the little penguin guy who acts out the mood I'm in has a limited range of motion. Good thing he makes up for it in being so darn cute!