I just went to Rite-Aid yesterday at 5pm and bought a bottle of Vodka. As I was paying for it I somehow felt guilty or bad. It was weird. Like there was something just plain wrong about buying vodka in the middle of the day. I get a similar feeling when I buy myself a candy bar. Hmmmm! Why do you suppose I feel "bad" when I buy these things? And its not the fun, I am such a rebel kinda bad. I am a grown adult if I wanna suck down vodka and candy bars, in moderate amounts, I should be able to without feeling guilty...what the heck!
My puppy sometimes eats out of the cat box. If she is in the garage too long by herself she is probably having a gross crunchy snack. Somebody once told me it is because she is lacking something in her diet. Like what would you be lacking in your diet that eating poop would fix? That just doesn't make any sense. And besides she eats puppy chow. I thought that was a no brainer...pour puppy chow in the bowl and the dog eats and that's all they need. Well, besides some water......and apparently a little cat poo.
I just planted onion sets in my garden. I am a seasoned gardener but I must admit the onion thing confuses me. If you plant an onion and get an onion....how do you get more onions? Because I know we eat them too. So if it is a one to one ratio thing we should run out of onions world wide here pretty darn soon. I will keep posted on what happens with this one as they grow this summer.
I understand shoes without socks. Sometimes you just wanna be cool and a little more free feeling. But socks without shoes...this I don't understand. Gavin and Ellen do this all the time. They will actually put on socks and then go outside. Your socks get wet, crusty and dirty and feel gross. Don't even get me started on how it ruins the socks for life and they can never be really clean agian. But why wouldn't you just go out barefoot or slip on your shoes with no socks. This would be way quicker and more comfortable either way. I just don't understand putting on socks and then going outside.
I read in a woman's health magazine that women who run tend be skinny. And I believe this. You really don't see a fat runner very often. Oh, you see fat walkers. But this makes me wonder. I run yet I am not skinny. Hmmm! maybe I need to go faster, maybe I still fall in the walker range, or will at some point I just magical become skinny. Like if I run on average an 8 minute mile poof I am skinny. (If I knew exactly what speed I had to run to be skinny I would definitely do it.) Or maybe others can't actually see me when I run because I am definitely not skinny. And you only see skinny runners because the fat ones are somehow hidden from the rest of the world because it is just too scary for us to handle. Hmmm!