|did you know it's fall?|
I'm writing this on the downward side of a Krispy Kreme buzz, so I apologize for anything I say that doesn't make sense. I've been secretly dying for donuts all week, and when James mentioned his craving this evening, I couldn't kick him out the door fast enough to go get some. Get a chocolate one! And a pumpkin one! But wait surprise me! It is both a blessing and a curse that there's a Krispy Kreme no more than half a mile down the road. But mostly a blessing. Though it is not a blessing that I could feel my hips getting wider with each bite.
Speaking of James (were we speaking of James?), I went to a doctor's appointment with him this morning. That man loves nothing more than to make me as uncomfortable as possible, which is unfortunate because it takes next to nothing to embarrass me. When the doctor walked in, James immediately pointed at me and announced "SHE'S A MOMMA NOW! Well, she will be in a few months!" I've met his doctor before so it wasn't completely weird, but after he congratulated us, James said "And I didn't even have to try that hard!" He was clearly so proud of himself. It was at that point that I nearly clawed my way through the floorboards. He saw the looks of horror on my face and made some other humiliating comments that were even worse, but I immediately blocked them out of self preservation. I'm no stranger to awkward moments these days. I drowned my Monday frustrations in a (small, I swear) bag of chocolate covered pretzels (I really do eat foods with nutritional value), and when I looked in the mirror at the end of the day, I saw a huge smear of chocolate across my chest. Not my shirt, but my actual skin. Which is so pale that a large smear of chocolate is anything but subtle. Which is great considering I had probably walked around work that way for several hours.
Speaking of work, we've had a lot of technical issues lately resulting in a slew of emails from the IT department. I secretly want to work in the IT department, because it's full a bunch of awkward and hilarious people. There were emails including a picture of a poodle saying some strange IT thing (which made no sense, but it didn't stop me from printing it out and hanging it on my desk), and one written entirely in haikus. Nothing warms my heart more than a well-executed haiku. Which I accidentally said out loud at work after reading the email, resulting in many a concerned stare. But it inspired me. Remember when writing my posts in haikus was something I did? I'm bringing that back! Not now, obviously, but I will. I'm sorry if haiku blogs are weird for you, but I need to do it. Just like these stream of consciousness posts and Monday's post where I ramble about anything and everything. It just feels good to write again without an agenda. I feel most like myself when I write without a topic and let it get weird and freaky. I feel most like myself with a stack of books next to me. And I feel most like myself while wearing an elastic waistband. All things I've learned recently (ok, I've known the last one for awhile). Hashtag FINDING MYSELF. Now if only I could fix my blog design...
I got a wild hair the other day and clicked on my Sufjan Stevens Christmas Pandora station. I'M NOT EVEN ASHAMED. It just felt so good. It sounded so good. I fine-tuned that station at my old job, where my responsibilities included perfecting my Pandora stations and blogging about my coworkers. Remember those days? Those were terrible days, but also good ones. The job was terrible ("I know we hired you to do all these things, but actually you're going to be a glorified receptionist"), the people were worse (so much worse), but those were good blog days. I spent most of my days writing posts and emailing blog friends for hours upon hours. I miss that. I really do. All you people that don't have Gmail blocked on your work computer don't know how lucky you are. ENJOY IT FOR ME. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE TILL IT'S GONE. Blogging was a lot different back then, even though it was only 2 years ago. But you might not want to let me go down that rabbit trail. We'll save that for a day when I'm in a bad mood. You'll be able to hear me typing that rant in Australia.
I'm cutting this off now. The sooner I get myself to work, the sooner I get home to eat the last donut.