Random Thoughts

I am drunk and I deserve to be.

My mom had emergency surgery on Wednesday night. The result-a colostomy bag. It's temporary, but none the less, it's been one of her worst fears, as stomach problems run in the family.

I now have a need to learn the proper spelling of words like paratonitis.

I feel like a walking bundle of raw nerves.

I saw a sign outside of a pizza joint in a small town last week that boasted "We now have mini tacos" and I wondered how many additional people had come in because of the sign.

Chocolate is my best friend and worst enemy.

My sister is nothing like me, but I don't know what I'd do without her.

I may be on the verge of a mental breakdown.

I read a blog today about brownies making someone's kid's dreams come true. I need a brownie.

I think my spelling is amazing considering the amount of tequila I have imbibed this evening. (is that how you spell tequila?)

Thank goodness for Merriam-Webster.com

I am looking forward to summer. Sunshine (I imagine) will do me a world of good.

I have begun to wonder if I am bipolar. Wouldn't that be funny?

Amanda Rose is a blog I happened upon the other day. She blogged during a night when she had a terrible mood. I left a comment that things are almost always better in the morning. I wish it was morning.

I'd leave a link to her blog if I had any idea how-if you want to know, check the comments on my last post.

I'm not a negative person, I'm just in a serious funk.

My mom is in a hospital bed with a bag connected to her stomach, collecting her poo and I'm feeling sorry for myself.

I need a brownie.

I'm going to bed-I'm sure I'll feel better in the morning. Here's hoping I wake up refreshed and much more positive. Good night all.