Same thing we do every day, Pinky. Try to take over the world.

Yesterday, during my pre-work ritual, I realized that I was squeezing the tube of toothpaste completely flat and doing that thing where I have to squeeze with both hands to get a sufficient amount of toothpaste out of the tube. Which means, of course, that I need toothpaste.

Naturally, the only place to get toothpaste is the $100 Store. Target.

I am totally excited that it might be warming up soon and spring might be on the way and it’s above 19 degrees outside. I feel my body prepping. My mind is already there. This happens every spring– I get all…giddy, and then I get all… girly. While I was at Target I got a few things to take care of my appendages– hands and feet, because OY. My fingernails look like I tried to scale a mountain with them. Thankfully, they grow fast. My toes are begging for open toed shoes.

Alas, it shall not be for several weeks.

I am one of those people that when I want something I want it now. When I decide I am ready for something, bring it the hell on. So I decided, since it was 47 degrees outside that it was warm enough to not wear a jacket. I had a thick cable-knit turtleneck sweater on, dress pants and shoes. And that’s it.

Dammit, it’s still cold outside. I am ready for spring. BRING IT THE HELL ON.

While I am waiting, I need a salon appointment and a spa manicure and pedicure appointment. I need to spend some time at the MAC counter. I saw these gorgeously bright thigh length trench coats at Target (that won’t fit me, but whatever) and I so WANT. I love bright colors. I’ve just at this very second realized I have been wearing black, brown and grey all winter.

How droll.

I love being a girl!

And I got a new toothbrush! My shiny teeth and me are gonna be happy.

Do you have any springtime rituals? Who’s coming out of hibernation?

Well, I jinxed myself last week. That’s that thing where you say something hardly ever happens and the second you get it out of your mouth, it starts happening.

Saturday, I woke up with a headache. How does one wake up with a headache? I don’t know.  Typically,  a headache means that

• I’ve been wearing a pony tail too long (tension);
• I need to change my glasses prescription;
• I haven’t eaten (or I’ve eaten the wrong thing, i.e. sugar);
• I haven’t slept enough.

Dissecting my Friday, I remember that I had  sugar (puts a hex on IT guy who brings Dunkin every Friday), and dinner was really light,  and I may have skipped breakfast and lunch, so that was probably the culprit. I know, I’m bad. I’m flogging, I’m flogging. I woke up at 6am with a light drum beating against my temple. My stomach was already twisting and I hadn’t even sat up yet. Unfortunately, I had recently finished the bottle of pain reliever I had a few weeks ago and never bought another bottle because I don’t get headaches, right?

Wrong. Poundy. Poundy. Poundy.

I had to get up and toss on some clothes and drive down to the convenience store on the corner and get some drugs. I looked for candy coated Advil, Sarah, but I didn’t see them. I don’t know if they’re different from regular coated Advil, which is what I got.  Candy coated would have put a smile on my face, I’m just saying. They probably have them at Kroger but either Kroger I could choose from are ghetto enough without going there before the sun is even up. I bought a little bottle so when I next grocery shop (in the daylight) I’ll look for those. In a BIG ASS BOTTLE. As far as pills go, Advil aren’t that bad. They go down smoothly and for future reference, don’t stink.

I have a point, I promise.

So, as I stumbled out of the store into the pre-dawn glow of morning with my plastic bag containing a single serving bowl of Cheerios (heeee!) and my meds in one hand and a piping hot cup of gas station coffee in the other, I recognized a sound that sent my spirits soaring.  In the trees behind the store, there were birds. A LOT of birds. And they were loud, all Chirpy McChirpersons at 6:30 in the morning. I didn’t think anything of it at first, until I went to get into my car and my head was POUNDY and the birds were CHIRPY and then I thought……. wait… birds! Chirping! That means… that means… wait don’t tell me….that must mean spring is on the way!

HUZZAH!

YOU GUYZ. I can’t wait! Spring and summer are my fave seasons ever, but spring in Atlanta (you know, before the pollen hits) is just about the most gorgeous time of year, except for fall, when the leaves start to turn. It’s when I am most in love with this city and feel so blessed and lucky to be here. It’s been such a long, hard, cold winter. I can’t wait for it to be gone!

I am ready for brunch on restaurant patios and a Caramel High Rise from Caribou Coffee on Peachtree while I sit outside and tally the number of Mercedes Benz that drive by. I want to sit out by the pool (which I never do but I can, if I want) and read.  I want leisurely walks through Piedmont while I watch people run their their dogs, and push their babies in strollers, and watch shirtless roller bladers pretend they’re really out there for exercise and not just showing off that they’re shirtless, and get all ‘haughty’ that they have to skate around me.  And I want to feed the ducks!

I’m ready to be social and get out and about. I’m ready to shake off winter and enjoy the sunshine. Bring. It. ON.

*claps* So excited!

In other news, I spent the weekend dissecting our health plan. We just switched providers  Feb 1, and I just knew my company was going to go uber cheap and not pay for anything worth covering. To my surprise, mental health benefits are covered. When I last researched therapy, the cost  was $119/hr and I did not have mental health benefits. Uhm. I will stay slightly mad for that price, really. So I’ve been waiting, and it’s been a couple of years since I seriously looked at it and I am pleased with my findings. I did some research on doctors near me and cross referenced ratings and backgrounds at healthgrades.com. Quite helpful. I feel a little more informed and I now have a short list to choose from.

All that’s left is to make the appointment.

*Procrastinates*

So, this guy walks into a bar…

Ha, no seriously. I have a list. It is handy. When I am ready, I will call. I feel like I want to focus on a couple of things first and figure out where I am and where I want to go.  If I don’t, I will feel lost and that’s frustrating to me. I’m very much a preparer and an organizer. Things have to be ‘just so’ or I can’t deal. Things aren’t quite ‘just so’ yet.

I may be writing a series of posts that seem really self involved, because they’re for me. I need to say some things to myself. Remind myself of things. Figure some stuff out.  As I’ve mentioned a few times, a few things have been swirling around in my mind and I need to find a way to put them into words.

And as long as I’m paying for the webspace, may as well get good use out of it.  Welcome to the Freakshow. Try the veal, it’s delicious!

I have nothing to blog about. No work tales, no personal woes – though things are happening, I just don’t want to talk about them. No anecdotes or complaints ( complaintless Curvy is knd of sad…). Nothing.

I’m not quite “all blogged out”… just thinking. Like Pooh… Think think think.

Happy Humpday. On which no humping will occur.

How ya’ll doin’?

I love these music survey things. I have so much stuff on my iPod that I forgot I a) liked and b) actually added. Oy. Let’s see what we’ve got:

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Lollipop (Mika) …Uhm. Well. Lickable…???  I don’t know.

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A BOY?
9 to 5  (Dolly Parton) .. Yeah after about 8 hours…. get out.

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
The Bad Guys Always Die  (Eminem) ….I don’t know if I’m the bad guy or…..???  But at least Dre is on this track?

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Tender Love  (Force MD’s) …If only you knew how funny this was. And how I have no idea who Force MD’s are. A musical troupe of physicians? *shrug*

WHAT’S YOUR MOTTO?
How Can I Fall (Breathe) …Kind of appropriate. I do all my own falling. it’s a skill. I find a new way to fall everyday.  And WOW this song is old!

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Cherish  (Kool& The Gang)  …I might be a little egotistical but of my real friends, I’d say this is true. Okay, acquaintances, too.

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Captain  (Dave Matthews Band) … I guess so. I’m the strong one. Big Mike is the ‘avoider’.

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
True Colors  (Cyndi Lauper) …I love this song. It kind of makes me cry. And it’s actually pretty true. A lot of times I wonder if people are like… really real with me. Is that you, or the you that you want me to see, or know? I’m real. Are you?

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
All I Need  (Jack Wagner) … I just wrote it down.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
River of Dreams (Billy Joel)  …Hm. Not quite GreenEyes but uhm… I could make it work…

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Next Time I Fall (Peter Cetera/ Amy Grant) … Yeah, I’m always talking about the next time I fall in love. Like, all day it’s all I talk about. *rolleyes* But yeah. I’ll know better what to do. Keep my effing mouth shut.

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
What Love Is  (Mary J Blige) … I don’t like this meme all of a sudden

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Coming Up (Paul McCartney) …I don’t like anyone but it’d be nice to have someone on deck!

WHAT WILL/DID YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Bootylicious (Destiny’s Child)  …Uhm. I seriously don’t think anyone can handle this jelly. But OMG how fun would this be for my bridesmaids…. in their frilly ugly fuschia knee length taffeta and glittery open toed sandals…. yeah. Picture it, ya’ll. My Big Fat Bootylicious Wedding. I don’t think you can handle this…

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Every Little Step (BOBBAY!  Bobby Brown) …I was just talking about Mr Brown yesterday. It’d be appropriate.  I’d like to be wearing the little red bike shorts he’s wearing in this video.

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
I Wanna Have Some Fun  (Samantha Foxx) … We’re probably not talking about the same kind of fun. *blank stare* Maybe.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
The Boy from Ipanema (Diana Krall) …Actually if the boy was holding a snake, or he was pushing me out of a plane, I’d be scared.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Nite And Day (Al B Sure) …Yes. I have a prominent unibrow. And…. I feel better having admitted it to the world.

WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
Nothin’ But A Good Time (Poison) … And no more Brett Michael’s Reality Shows

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Take a Chance on Me (ABBA) …I just think this song rocks. And so do my friends.  *dances*

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Bust a Move (Young MC) …HA! I love it. I met Young MC once, back in the day when I was a radio girl. Nice, nice, nice guy. Very intelligent.

Ah, that was fun. *Rewinds to Bootylicious again*

I love that Stevie Nicks is playing guitar on this song. Love love love her! And love the MJ tribute!