Relax!

Easier said than done, right? I think I need a little help here. This might be hard to believe (she says sarcastically) but I have trouble unwinding. At work, some days are non-stop GO and other days are pretty slow. The slow days are the worst, I've found because I sit and think of all the other things I could be doing like working out (for once!), cleaning, cooking, decorating or adding things to my other blog and a possible side project I'll discuss at a later date. Instead of staring at a computer until I go blind, I could be drinking wine on a patio while relaxing with a friend or my mom. Or my husband! Then, thinking about all of these things takes a nasty turn. I go from dreamy relaxing thoughts to stressful frantic thoughts about how much I have on my millions of project TO DO lists and before I know it I'm sick to my stomach.

The work day ends and I'm off. I have about 25 minutes to myself in the car. I usually drive in silence because I'm sick of all my playlists and radio commercials give me road rage. It's true... So whats worse? Being alone with your chaotic thoughts while three different songs that have been stuck in your head since Thursday play simultaneously or listening to the radio with non-stop commercial hour and songs that no one, I mean NO ONE likes any more like Tubthumping by Chambawamba. Though call...

I apologize if this post is like one run on sentence after another but sometimes that is truly what my mind is like so here's my point. (Yes, there is a point.) How do you unwind? My perfect plan would be to come home, go running, cook dinner, clean up a little and go to bed at a decent hour. For me, a decent hour would be before 11:30. I really don't think this plan sounds like too much and millions of people do it successfully everyday. Why is this so hard for me? I have never really enjoyed working out so that's not much of a stress reliever and honestly, on most days I think I need to unwind before I do anything. I do have my super energetic days where I think I can do it all and by the end of the night, I'm so revved up that it takes forever to fall asleep. I do the suggested things almost every night: turning down lights, turning t.v. or music volume down or off, limiting my visual stimulation and focusing on breathing. I swear to you, some days I feel like a fidgety six-year-old that drank too much Mountain Dew.

Am I missing something? What relaxes you?

Crap... I'm an accidental hypocrite!

I didn't realize my other blog had the CAPTCHA... sorry! Now I'm kind of embarrassed....

Just call me Susie

Susie (Suzy?) Homemaker that is, because last night I cooked a meal. I cooked it all by myself- without any recipes! (No, it was not a frozen pizza. Smartass.) This may seem incredibly trivial and silly to some but I am not a cook. I can barely boil water without it overflowing. Here's the thing- it was good. I swear! My husband ate it all in seven minutes. What was this meal? I will tell you. It was not difficult at all so even I can't completely understand why I feel the need to blog about it.

I made baked salmon with a light sour cream, fresh dill and red onion spread. For sides I sauteed asparagus and red onion and garlic mashed potatoes. I don't know why but I just feel like this is a milestone in my domestic bliss. This is actually the third thing I've made in the last few weeks. I'm taking baby steps. First, I baked fresh mozzaerella on tomato slices with balsamic vinagirette and basil. It was kind of like bruschetta- but better. Then I made a chicken noodle soup. I don't know how I did it and I probably couldn't even give you a recipe for that but the fact that I did it made me (and my husband) proud.

Deep Thoughts by Pamela Quigley

CAPTCHA. Completely Automated Public Turing test to tell Computers and Humans Apart.

I understand the purpose and the intentions are great but man, is it annoying. Sometimes it is really easy- like four letters FHND. Other times it seems to be about 18 letters long with squiggly marks on it and the T looks more like a 7 and after the third or fourth attempt I just give up.

Just because I don't comment on blogs or frequently leave comments on myspace doesn't mean that I'm not reading. I am. I just probably got in a captcha fight and lost.

Seriously? Who does that?

My dentist and I are quickly becoming very VERY close. Why, you ask? Well, two years of not ever going has taken quite a toll on my mouth. Gross... I needed a lot of work done so I've been seeing her about once a week or so for about a month and I've got about two more appointments before we're done. (Not counting actually getting my wisdom teeth pulled... that will happen in January. DO NOT tell me about any of your experiences, I BEG you! I am already scared enough.)

Yesterday I went in for two fillings. I suppose I'm getting used to being shot with novocaine and such because half way through the prodedure I fell asleep! I swear to you. I woke up to her telling me to open my mouth. I guess I was tired and she numbed me up really well and well.... I dozed off for a few seconds. Seriously. Who does that?