Maybe You Should Come in Twice a Week

Well, I gave the old GAA plastic a workout tonight. Got a few cute little things. Sent a few pennies back to the old alma mater. It is amusing that I can shop here now that I don't live here. But, it still strikes me as funny... this little tiny market. Why is it so hard to find a decent pair of jeans? I realize I'm not 15 anymore. I have hips and hork (as Haley says) and extra hamburgers (and tater tots) stored underneath my ribs. I prefer NOT to show my entire backside to the world every time I happen to have to bend over or sit down. BUT, I also am not middle-aged (yet). I don't wear my waistband at my real waist or anywhere close to my belly button, actually. I kinda like the space between my navel and, well, a few inches below that. I like showing it with just the right-waisted jeans. And my colleagues say things like "you can't afford to skip lunch... you need the calories". I need a pair of jeans that will continue to snow them into thinking I'm skinny... while also showing the most attractive curves I have. WHERE ARE MY FREAKIN' JEANS?

Tonight, the wind picked up and the temperature dropped. I'm pretty sure the blizzard will hit tonight. It's cold here! I miss my 80 degree temps in the south. But the weather seems just about right for the big Penn State Michigan game this weekend. It's a night game, sounds freezing.

Anyway, I'm exhausted... can barely hold my eyes open right now. For once this week, I'm going to bed really early (you know, by 11... that's early, right?). I have to. Otherwise, I won't even turn over in the morning when my alarm goes off. AND I'll do something embarassing like fall asleep and jerk violently awake between my plane neighbors tomorrow afternoon. I'm tempting Murphy again tomorrow, by the way. I'm on the late afternoon flight out of SCE and am not scheduled to arrive in ATL until after 10:00. Now... before I go to bed... I guess I should go find a hotel to stay in tomorrow night. :) And no, Lis, I won't come to your hotel in the middle of the night (provided I make it to ATL before Saturday anyway). But let's schedule our visit to the aquarium for Saturday (after appropriate sleeping-in time, that is!). Yes?