Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Whattaya' know?



It's that time of the week again.

Sometimes I link up and sometimes I don't, but I'm always happy to have the opportunity to do so.

So here I am with a mostly light Pour Your Heart Out ...

You know you got dressed in the dark when you determine that your underwear is on inside out, and it's too late to change because you have to get the kiddo to the bus and you've been proactive and put your sneakers on early and if you decide to strip down and do it all over you're going to exhaust yourself before you even stand up.

Oh, who me? No. No. That didn't happen to me. Of course not. *Cough cough.*

You know you're PMSing when all you can think about is trying to make no-bake cookies that you've never been successful at because you just cannot seem to figure out exactly how long the water or mixture is supposed to boil, or what the heck a rolling boil actually is. And yet you want to try anyway.

That's not me, either, of course. 

You know you got up extra early when you're ready for another meal or snack before noon and have already finished two cups of Magic Stars and almond milk, an apple and a cup of coffee.

And a mini-mini-pumpkin-mini-muffin.

Guilty as charged. 

You also know you got up pretty early when it feels like this has been the longest day ever and not only is it not yet noon - but it's not even 11:30.

Oops. 

And if I start to go into the you know you're totally slacking on holiday gifts because Chanukah starts on DECEMBER NINTH and you have like 3-4 things purchased at this point and time that's probably going to give it away and ensure that you know that YES. I'm talking about ME.

AHHHHHH!

Happy Hump Day, everybody.

p.s. You know that writing this post put you in the mood for a warm beverage and a sweet treat, so you opted for some chai tea and a gluten-free cinnamon doughnut just 'cause.

Yeah, you know it!



Doughnut is missing a bite now. It's a little heavy so it might not get finished, but then I'll - I mean you'll obviously need to find something to replace it to satisfy your sweet tooth. How about those no-bakes? Off to Pinterest you go ...

11 comments:

  1. Happy hump day, Andrea!
    Oh, man...I cannot stop laughing. I can picture it all. (except the mini mini muffins...I favor maxi muffins especially if they are pumpkin)

    I cannot TELL you how many times I think,"How can it only be 11:45? It feels like it should be midnight!" Glad it's not just me!! --Lisa

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  2. I've so done that with underwear. LOL

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  3. I do that all the time w/ the undies - I'm always getting dressed in the dark, LOL

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  4. Now I have to check! I got dressed in the dark today!

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  5. Ugghhh, I hate those long days when 11:30 seems like bedtime. Hang in there.

    I hope you'll enter my Santa Paws 2 giveaway.
    http://secretmomthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/11/santa-paws-2-giveaway.html

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  6. With you on the PMSing thing. And I cannot tell you how many times I've gone to relieve myself at work only to discover my panties are inside out!

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  7. Oh my gosh I had my underwear on inside out a couple weeks ago, but I didn't notice until mid-afternoon! I had been to the bathroom at least 2 or 3 times at that point, so what does that tell ya? Ugh. LOL!

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  8. Oh my gosh I had my underwear on inside out a couple weeks ago, but I didn't notice until mid-afternoon! I had been to the bathroom at least 2 or 3 times at that point, so what does that tell ya? Ugh. LOL!

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  9. Andrea,
    This is a great post. Love the underwear thing. I've done that before, too, but at least it wasn't backwards. :)

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  10. You have a friendly, cheerful voice that shines through your writing :) thanks.

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  11. Oh, the underwear. Sigh. That happens to me probably at least once a month, but I usually don't notice that they're inside out until halfway though the day. I guess that's what I get for always wearing black seamless underwear, right? :-)

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