I had a really hard time sleeping last night. I just had too much going on. Too many thoughts, questions and emotions. So I am pretty zombie-ish this morning. Though I have been getting some things done. Nothing work related (well, ok maybe 1 or 2 things work related) but researching, posting, reviewing. It's been a busy morning. And I seriously need more coffee.
So we had picked up some of this organic frosted breakfast pastries. I had one today and it wasn't too bad. It is sweet, total sugar is 19 g per pastry (yikes). And it has listed Strawberry Flavor (hmmm, I wonder what the hell that means! At least organically speaking). It's listed as Non-GMO which is good.
So I think that would not be an every day breakfast item for me, too much sugar, but maybe a couple times a week it would be ok. I really am more of an eggs/toast/sausage or bacon type of girl. I want food, real food. Organically processed will do in a pinch but I want something that doesn't make my teeth hurt and feel like I should visit the dentist.
Great, now I am craving McDonald's Egg McMuffin now. Seriously, who wants a mouth watering breakfast item at the moment?? (raises hand)
Friday night I heard from my sister that she thought she might have had a heart attack. I hope she didn't, but you can never be too careful about that, especially us ladies. She's hoping to get a Dr's appointment today and see what tests can be run. The sooner something like this is treated - the better.
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter" - Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
Saturday was good. My MIL came to visit, we had lunch at a local Chinese place that serves this incredible Egg Custard that I could eat every day and be happy. Personally, Chinese is one of my favorites. My son picked the place because he has fallen in love with Sweet and Sour Shrimp. To him, it's like ambrosia.
I sorta felt bad, because I talked my MIL's ear off most of the time she was here. The Brat went out to play with friends and the husband was pretty quiet. I can talk a storm, so if I need to shut up, someone has to tell me!
Went to the FIL grave, sang happy birthday and ate cupcakes. Some of the head stone's there were quite neat - love the old ones, Gothic or not, simple or intricate. It was just peaceful walking around the cemetery.
Saturday night, we watch anime and drank Rum & Coke and I probably should have stopped at one. We freeze the coke first and then add the rum for a slushy type of alcoholic beverage :) Seriously yummy. Well, because I drank 2 (and yes they were strong but not overly so) I totally ended up out, across the bed, with no real idea of how I did that. The husband was still watching TV so it was all me in my lovely blankness.
Sunday, well I was dealing with the after effects of so much alcohol. I was not happy. The sunlight was WAY to bright. My kid's talking seemed like screaming and my mouth was made of cotton most of the day. I moved slow the whole day. The husband was a busy bee though, which made me feel even slower. It wasn't until probably 8 last night that I felt normal-ish. So so sad. I used to be able to drink a lot more and not be so wiped out the next day. Ahhh, what a decade can do to you.
Watched the last 12 minutes of the Ravens game, it ... was ... AWESOME. Though I do kinda feel like this super bowl is a set up, because of the 2 brothers. Will see how it goes. I really fucking hope the Ravens win though.
I am trying to start writing reviews for the 1200+ books I have read. Slowly but surely I will get to all of them. The most recent ones will be easiest, as will my favorites. So my star rating will probably be changing as I do this as well. I might even go and re-read some of them. It's not often that I do (stupid brain remembers too many details for that typically, it takes about 5 years for me to forget enough details to enjoy a book a 2nd time). Though, I have read Faerie Tale by Raymond E. Fiest several times when I was in high school.
And even though most of my coworkers are off today, the construction workers, alas, are not. FML