Have you ever wondered...

What it felt like to have your brain melt out of your ears and to completely forget everything? No? Yeah, me either, that is until it started to happen to me yesterday. I don't mean that my brain actually started to melt, it just felt like everything was just slipping away. One step, one neuron fire away from where it needed to be. It wasn't so much that I wasn't able to think clearly, although there were times when I felt like it would be impossible to form another thought let alone articulate that thought into something coherent, it was that I couldn't seem to remember anything.

For example, I woke up, got ready for work went to work and forgot that I had a meeting at the other hospital across town. When I then finally remembered twenty minutes after said meeting started I raced to get there but on the way I must have been on autopilot because I found myself and my car headed for home instead of the meeting! Later in the day after I managed to pull it together and stopper my ears so I wouldn't lose anymore brain matter I went to the gym and had a fabulous work out although as I went to change I found that I had forgotten to put any socks in my bag the night before.

On the way home I had a few errands I had to run, I needed to get gas and run to Walmart to pick up a few things. As I pulled into the gas station my cell phone rang it was my sister wondering where I was and if I was still planning on coming over for dinner.

Dinner? What dinner? I don't remember... oh no! I was suppose to be at their house over a half hour ago for dinner! Ok, so as I park I apologize to my sister for forgetting, and her being the awesome sister that she is forgives me and invites me for another night. (Although I truly did feel bad for forgetting, I didn't want to go over all gymified when she has a brand new baby and I'm 99% sure she didn't want me to either.)

I grab my debit card, get out of my car, swipe the card, pick the fuel grade, and go to open my gas tank only to realize that I parked the wrong way and the fuel tank is on the other side of the car! I know this can happen to anyone, but after the day I had I truly felt like I was losing my mind. I mean, I've had my car for almost a year now, I should know which side the gas tank is on.

If you know me you know that I usually have a great memory, like fantastically great. I remember everything, from what clothes What's-her-name wore two Sundays ago to everyone in my family's birthday to what So-and-so said about You-know-who.

Oh and did I mention that after I finished getting gas I went straight home and completely forgot to stop at Walmart?

Photo Facts

I saw this on a friend's blog and I thought that it seemed like something to do. I'm not usually one to do something like this but I find that I can't sleep tonight and I need something to occupy myself with for a short time while I try to work up a good case of the 'tireds'. Anyway the idea of this is for you to find an answer to the question on a photo search...Google Images, MSN, Yahoo, you pick your image engine of choice and go to work. Out of the results that pop up from your search
you pick an image off of the first screen of image hits and replace your answer with the photo. As you will see, some of these make absolutely no sense whatsoever but it is still fun.


My age on my next birthday:



A place I'd like to visit:



My favorite place:



My favorite object/thing:



My favorite food:



My favorite animal:



A color I particularly like:



The town were I was born:



The town where I currently live:



The name of a past boyfriend:



My nickname (or screen name):



My first name:



My middle name:



My last name:




A bad habit I have:




My first job:




My secret ambition/dream:

Pillow Forts and Tickle Bugs

I know I haven't blogged in almost a year, but things happen. I don't really want to get into to it all at the moment, but I do want to share what is happening in my life at this very moment.

I'm hanging out with my baby sister, age 5, this evening. She is determined that we build a pillow fort in my bed to protect us from the tickle bugs! She came to me and asked if we could watch a movie and in the process of figuring out what to watch tickle bugs came up and now we are going to build a fort out of pillows and comforters so the tickles can't get us.

I love her so much and I can't imagine my life without her or her amazing imagination. Who else but this amazingly awesome 5-year-old would think of tickle bugs and building forts to protect us from them?



She says that the undies on her head are going to keep her safe from the bugs, but I think she just wanted a little hat. Who can fault the kid for rocking some awesome princess panties? Even if they are on her head instead of her bottom?










PS- Can I tell you a secret? I'm the tickle bug. She hasn't figured it out yet and until she does I'm off to build a fort worthy of holding off the legions of tickle bugs that are bound to find us in the very near future!

D is for Dumb Blogging Idea.

Ok, so I thought this alphabet blog thing would be easy and maybe even fun but it's not! I'm having the worst time trying to think of catchy titles that are in alphabetical order that actually have something to do with what's happening in my life at the moment so I end up not writing anything at all. Grr. Why do I have these ideas?

Lame.

C is for Crushes.

I don't know if all of you know this about me or not, but I tend to crush on people. I find it enjoyable and exciting. It gives me a reason to spend that 5 extra minutes doing my hair and makeup in the morning and adding that little spritz of perfume before leaving the house. I don't usually keep the same crush for long, but I've been known to go back to a previous crush later down the road. When I have a crush on a person I feel a tiny bit more alive, life has a special sparkle and even mundane tasks seem to be a little easier to enjoy. At the moment I'm crushing on someone that I've crushed on multiples times before. I can't seem to shake this one. Just when I think I've found someone else to like, bam, I'm right back in like with this person. It's a little frustrating. I like switching things up and liking new people all the time. I joke that I change crushes more often than most people put gases in their car. That's a slight exaggeration, but I do change my mind quite frequently and since it's all just innocent fun I don't think there is anything wrong with it. As much as I like having crushes on people, I really like having relationships more. I crush on people to occupy my head and give me incentive to 'beautify' myself every morning so that when I do finally see or run into someone that will turn into more than a crush I make a good impression... at least that's the thought. So wish me luck on my crush, who knows maybe this one has the potential to turn into something else? Probably not, but crazier things have happened.

B is for Best Friends

I have two best friends, Chelsi and Shaun.

I met Chelsi at college my sophomore year. I moved into a new apartment and didn't know who I'd be living with and it turned out that Chelsi and I ended up being wall mates, that was in the winter of 2005 and I guess the rest is history. We became the best of friends and were practically inseparable for the next two years. I have so many fantastic memories of college because of Chelsi and the many crazy predicaments we ended up in together. Chelsi is this amazing person that is super bubbly and funky in a fabulously funny way. I miss her tons now that we live a thousand miles apart.





Shaun and I have been friends since the summer of 2005. We actually met on an online forum, and hit it off. We talked constantly and then finally met in person in December of 2007 at Sea World in San Antonio, Texas. I love this guy, he's awesome and funny and one of the best friends I've ever had. He knows things about me that I wouldn't dream of telling another soul about, but he accepts me for who I am and I'm thankful for that. Don't let the picture fool you, Shaun knows how to smile, he just doesn't do it for pictures, the little bugger.

A is for Alphabet blog

Ok so I haven't blogged in forever and ever and I've been missing it. I also think I need a new form of procrastination and so this is it. I got the idea of blogging this way from my friend Darcy's blog. She used it and I really enjoyed reading all of her entries. So from here on out all of my blogs will be about something starting with the corresponding letter of the alphabet. I think it will be easier to blog for me if I have some sort of system rather than just randomly trying to think of a topic and write about it for a few minutes. It should be good times.