April 13, 2011

Post-it Note F/up - the voices in my head

Before we get into this can I shout out for NO LOW WHITE BLOOD CELL COUNT! NO LOW WHITE BLOOD CELL COUNT! NO LOW WHITE BLOOD CELL COUNT! NO LOW WHITE BLOOD CELL COUNT! NO LOW WHITE BLOOD CELL COUNT!
 
Thanks. We're still needing a little cheering and motivation boost in our house. Okay I'm ready to go now.
 
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*attempt to make white corn guacamole - don't feel too bad that you haven't done this one yet since you only live a couple of miles from it's place of origin. It will give you an excuse to go back and eat their Thai Crunchy Salad. (thanks Kendahl for my new found addiction) 
 
*dye hair magenta – Finally. But remember to look up the meanings of colors and NEVER go by the color on the box. Magenta is pink NOT maroon or red.
 
*EXERCISE FOR GOD'S SAKE!!! - pathetic. Hanging on your yoga ball and bouncing up and down on it doesn't count either even if it is fun to do.
 
*pick up debit card from mom's house that you stupidly left at Olive Garden last Sunday- done!
 
*pay mom back for picking it up for you at 9:30pm on a Sunday evening - does a hug count?
 
*finally gift your bestie the Christmas gift you've had in your trunk for her since December even though after four months it's sort-of lost it's charm - Lame. Just lame. You don't deserve friends.
 
*text The Temp to set up a lunch date because you miss him at work terribly - Why do you even make lists? They obviously don't help much. Plus he's probably moved on to another hag by now.
 
*go home and clean up the diarrhea you know will be in the corner of the living room because you weren't patient enough this morning to let your sick puppy back-one-out - I have a great post about this of which I'm saving for Friday's with Frederick. Poop has been a big topic in our household this week.
 
Poop & feathers. 

3 comments:

Kendahl, Stepmom Extraordinaire said...

I really am sorry for the addiction. If it makes you feel any better, I am totally head over heels for that salad, too. And the guacamole. And that damn butter cake.

Anyway, I'm cheering for no low white blood cell count over here! My doctor thought I might have Leukemia at one point and I went through testing for two months and turns out I didn't have it. But, they still have no idea what's wrong with me.

I'm not helping, am I? Good thoughts being sent your way, that's all.

Jennikunz said...

Number 6... DONE! And I think it rocks, still very charming!

brandy-son Zen master flash said...

Word. So glad you like it!