Sadness

Today is a sad day. Been driving me nuts all day. I can't figure out why. I know in my mind that this is the SAD, but my over-analytical side can't accept that I just AM sad. So I keep searching (to no avail) for a reason, some underlying cause. Alas, there is none. I am just sad.

Holidaze, Part 2

So, my baking party was a flop. It snowed, so no one except Jo came. Figures - no snow all year then it has to dump today. Now I have a TON of baking supplies, and not enough time or hands to bake it all! It was nice though, - Tim and Julian decorated a gingerbread house and everyone took turns pressing the Christmas trees and decorating them. I think that is all I will get baked today - kind of lost the enthusiasm after getting everything ready this morning and then having it flop. Darn weather! I need to get out of this stupid state. Had a lot of fun with Jo - I am very thankful to her this week for she has been attuned to my doldrums and has helped me feel a LOT better this week. We had some laughs (and drinks!) for a few hours, and I feel happy now. I think I can deal with Dayn's family stuff the rest of this weekend now.

Holidaze

First, a rant:
So, in my family we draw names to decide for whom we each are to buy a Christmas gift.
I got my brother, difficult. So I'm looking at sports paraphernalia for the Chicago Bears, his favorite football team, and come across an autographed football. The football, plain. The signature, Mike Ditka. I place the first and only bet in the auction with less than 15 minutes to close. I bid much higher than our dollar limit, but it seemed reasonable. I am watching the auction carefully and with one minute and twenty three seconds until it ends, I am outbid. I totally lost in and panicked. What would I get him if not this? I was already above the limit, so why shouldn't I bid higher? This is dumb, don't do it. But, the competitor in me won and I kept bidding and bidding until I won - at $23.00 higher than my original bid.
What a dumb ass! I mean, I love my brother, but he is spoiled enough. And he hurt my feelings recently. And what a dumb ass I am! I hope he likes it, anyway.

Second:
I do not like winter, and surely anyone reading this knows that. I really do not like the cold, nor the smog and dirty haze enveloping the city. I hate how everything looks lifeless and dead. It brings me down. I am trying really hard right now to stay above the pull, but it's not fun. I need to find time to take care of myself, of those things that no one else can really do except me, but I am overwhelmed by other demands on my time, and by the dang winter blues. I wish I could write about it, but alas, the writer's block seems neverending.

Back to school!

So, i took the big leap and went back to school. I am now officially a student - again. Just taking one online class, but hope to keep doing things this winter that make me feel like I am improving myself to stave off the winter doldrums that tend to consume me.

I feel so rejected!

So, my dear friend Brittany invites me to contribute to her blog, Culinary Queens in Training. I called her and told her I couldn't figure out how to contribute, and she said she would add me. Then she blogs about how no one else is blogging, but guess what? I am still not added! I tried, and even created my own blog to join hers, but no avail! Now she is camping for the weekend, and I have to wait all that time for her to get back. Then I had to post this blog so she knows she rejected me! But fear not, no one else will read this!

Don't count on it!

Okay, so here is my blog (hope you are happy, Brittany!) Just don't count on frequent updates, as I don't think I have the time and patience to do this regularly, but since I had to create a profile for the Culinary Queens in Training, I thought I would make my own blog page. But please note: I am not trendy, not cool, and will never be as awesome and blogsmart as Brittany!!! :)