I'd Make a HORRIBLE God-Like Figure.

I recently discovered the Sims Free Play app on my iPad, and since it's free, AND fulfills my love of being nosy and bossy by making people do what I want them to do, plus snoop through their houses that I decorate, I figured I'd give it a try.
Ohmygawd am I enjoying this game, mainly for two big reasons.
A.  I can make them have sex (or "woo hoo" as the game calls it) whenever, wherever, and with whomever I want.  Let's face it.  My Sims are woo-hooing day and night.  I have one that I won't even let go to work because she's woo-hooing it up with all the boys in the neighborhood.  Whore.

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This Post HAD a Point but Since You KNOW How My Mind Works it Got Lost. It's Mainly about Decorating Though. I Think.

I received a large black cubby wall shelf for Christmas from my mother-in-law and I love it.  
This shelf.  $75 and free shipping on Amazon.  And it's GORGEOUS.  But you need to get your own baskets.  Damn  false advertising. My family room has a HUGE wall opposite of a large bay window, and after almost six years in my house I figured it was high time to start filling that giant, bare wall.

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My Insomnia, Hypochondria, Paranoia, and General Bitterness Combined to Make it a LOOONG Night.

Last night as I lay wide awake and listened to the Hubby SNORE like a motherfucker, I realized that my neck was a little sore.  I've started working out again and developed an awesomely fun case of plantar fasciitis (which is Latin for "asshole foot stabby pain") so I've been going to a "wellness center" for ART (which is acronym for "I'm going to massage and poke you til you bruise" aka "active release therapy".)

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Look out Hallmark.

Well, today in a random fit of boredom I decided to browse around someecards.com.
These cards never fail to crack me up.
And then I discovered I can make my own e-cards on the site, and I killed an entire half hour.
These likely aren't even funny, but here, take a look.
Humor me.
The greeting card business just HAS to be looking for someone like me......

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Aging Can Suck It.

Today I wrote down my new age for the first time.
34
Thirty four years old.
There.  I did it two more times.  It still stings a bit.
Then, when I looked in the mirror tonight and forced myself to smile at myself, I really noticed the crow's feet. Like, REALLY noticed them.

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