Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays

  It's 3:58 am and I had to get up to take a pain pill...ugh. I know better than to eat before bed but I was just so damn hungry, I couldn't help it and now I am paying for it. Wanted to wish all my friends and family a very Merry Christmas, I hope you all have safe travels and the best Christmas ever! Since I am up for a few, I thought I'd do a quick post seeing that it's officially my 44th birthday today and I have a words of wisdom/advice to share with the younger ones out there. Some amusing, some serious, but still words to live by...

Memories (an excerpt from the book that crashed and burned with my hard drive)

"..There are so many memories that I have yet to remember. It's been almost forty years and I figured something would have surfaced by now. Why can't I remember? Will I ever be able to remember? Maybe things are better off where they are now, maybe it's better they stay hidden. Memories locked away. Then there are the nightmares, these being a whole other story. There are a few things I do remember with the help of my dreams... A red headed man, a hallway going upstairs to a room...the door leading to the hallway looked like the rest of the wall so people didn't know it was there unless they saw it open.  I see a camera often, no idea why. He is in my dreams a lot, normally chasing me until I wake up in tears. I remember things here and there, things my grandparents said I was too young to remember. There was no way I could know these things, but I do. And honestly, I want to remember, so that maybe, just maybe, I can move on...maybe.

Shit Mr. Husband Says...

The last week or so, my crohn's has been kicking my ass. I haven't had a days rest from it at all, I wake up in pain, I go to sleep in pain. So, I wake up this morning to the phone ringing and Mr. Husband having a conversation about losing his health care unless he gives them all this information, which we figure is just a scam to get your personal info. He hangs up on them and then turns his attention to me. He asks if I am feeling any better, and I tell him no. And this is where it starts to get interesting...

I can not brain today, I has the dumb...

I am being betrayed. My head is full and I think my brain is on the fritz. Seriously got some sort of mental incompetence going on. 

Cosmopolitan Makes Me Laugh

I just caught up on all my back issues of Cosmopolitan. I admit, I have a few magazines I get that I love to read through. I love the fashion in them even though I am not built to wear any of the clothing they show. As a forty year old housewife, I will never be a size small enough for what they put in those magazines, no matter how much weight I lose. Face it, after a certain age, your body never loses weight where you want it to. I started walking on a pretty regular basis in hopes of losing some of my stomach and where does the weight come off first? My boobs of course. Makes perfect sense to me. (insert eye roll) Anyways, I was reading the Dec 2011 issue of Cosmo and came across "100 Best Sex Tips of the Year" and I was all excited, thinking I was going to learn something new possibly. Not so much. I laughed through most of these and thought I would share a few of my favorites and why they could never apply to me...

Shit Mr. Hubby Says

  I used to hate summertime. I don't like being overly hot. On the same note, I hate winter as well because I hate being cold more than I hate being hot. I need to find a place to live where it is fall and spring all year round. (If anyone knows of this ideal location, let a girl know. This summer has been different for me though. In June, I started walking here and there to get myself out of the house. As July rolled around, I started going a bit farther for longer stretches. Come this month, I have walked 15 miles total the past week straight. That's right, a week straight. I might be a little addicted, possibly. I wait until just before the sun goes down before I go out, and I always take one, if not both, of the dogs with me. I have a pug and a chihuahua and I have to decide how far I am going to walk so I know which dog I am taking. My pug is a little on the heavy side and because she can only do about a mile, if I go farther than that, she stays home.
    For a couple of weeks, Mr. Hubby tried walking too but because of his injury, the pain it caused, and his lawyers recommendation, he had to stop. I feel bad because it was at least getting him out of the house and helping to lose the weight he needs to lose in order to have his knee surgery.I genuinely feel bad for him.
    On the upside, Mr. Hubby has lots to say in his downtime. And as you all know, I never know what is going to come out of his mouth at any given time...

So I thought I would do another random meme to kill some time. I love doing these as it takes nothing to answer some questions lol...