13,919 Days Alive
25 Minutes for Color Processing
1 New Hair Color on My Head
Well, it’s still not what I was going for, but yay new hair color, I guess.
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13,919 Days Alive
25 Minutes for Color Processing
1 New Hair Color on My Head
Well, it’s still not what I was going for, but yay new hair color, I guess.
Continue reading “Of Orange and Ostentatiousness”13,918 Days Alive
18 Chicken Nuggets Eaten
1 Sore Back
I hate being on my cycle. My lower back is screaming. Still? Again? Whatever. I hate it.
Continue reading “Of Sore Backs and Some Nuggets”13,915 Days Alive
I’ve had this migraine since Tuesday. It’s going down my shoulders. It’s a literal pain.
Continue reading “Of Socializing and Shoulders”13,906 Days Alive
3.25 Cups of Chicken Stock
1 Pound of Mushrooms
So, I really need to get to bed. But I made mushroom and onion soup and Caesar salad for dinner. It was delicious and took less than an hour.
Now, I overslept by an hour today, so I’m going to bed now.
Take your meds, folks.
13,905 Days Alive
3 Chicken Breasts Pressure Cooked
1 New Recipe Made
I made a meal plan for this week for dinners. Tonight was caprese chicken. Tomorrow is mushroom soup and Caesar salad.
Continue reading “Of Caprese and Care”13,900 Days Alive
1 Travel Plan Made
I made a recipe tonight and it didn’t come out right. It was okay, edible, but not how I wanted.
Continue reading “Of Travels and Tex Mex”13,894 Days Alive
My stomach is upset. So I had a salad and a little treat for lunch at work. I’m really loving this new job.
Continue reading “Of Brothers and Banana Pudding”13,889 Days Alive
18 Rows to Go on Junior’s Blanket
It’s late, so this will be quick. Two of our players’ characters nearly died during today’s Pathfinder game because of an over-abundance of terrible puns.
Like, 126 damage to Bo’s character Torvik almost died. Heh.
It was awesome. But now I go to bed because we are home, fed, medicated, and tired.
Take your meds, folks.
13,887 Days Alive
Today was A Day From Hell. No, I don’t want to talk about it. I’m praying this weekend goes smoothly at this point.
I’m going to start Aunt Donna’s Whovian Scarf tomorrow.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
13,833 Days Alive
20 Rows to Go on Junior’s Blanket
2 Hour Nap Taken
1/2 an Asada Burrito Eaten
I took this Sunday as a mental health day. I napped, I ate, I might read a bit later, and I’ve been working on the last third of Junior’s Blanket.
Continue reading “Of Carne and Crocheting”13,882 Days Alive
6 Homemade Chocolate Chip Cookies
2 Fresh Donuts Eaten
1 Set of Keys Locked in the Car
Poor Bitty. Itty Bitty, also known as my stepsister Brittany, locked her keys in her car in her haste to give us a half dozen homemade, super fluffy and cakey, splendidly soft chocolate chip cookies. Whoops.
Continue reading “Of Tow Trucks and Treats”13,877 Days Alive
1 Lost Set of Keys
So. I’ve lost my only car key. Three people and myself have torn the house apart looking for the keys.
Continue reading “Of Searching and Sadness”13,875 Days Alive
5 Good Friends
1 Amazing Birthday Cake
I feel like a bad daughter because I spent the day having fun with my nearest and dearest friends. Why? Why guilty? My mother died this morning.
Continue reading “Of Cake and Cackling”