I actually don’t know what volume this really is. It could be six. I think it’s six. But it also might be seven or nine or even four. But probably not ten. 😀 And yes, I’m off my cough medicine. This is just my natural weirdness. Yay me! Because weird is good. Seriously, it’s better than being depressed or anxiety-ridden. Or … crap.
I know what you’re thinking … Tanya, have you lost your mind (again)? Because you’re in LA. By the beach. It doesn’t snow there. And you are right. I mean about the snow in LA thing, not about me being crazy. Ahem. Anyway, it didn’t snow in California but it most definitely snowed in Minnesota during my unexpected trip back home.
Whoa. Seriously, where does the time go because I swear yesterday was March’s Show Us Your Books Day, aka the best day of the month, now it’s already April’s turn. I must also confess that it surprised that I read only five books last month. It feels like I should have read more but apparently I merely thought about reading. Sometimes that happens, where I think I should read but decide to watch TV, snuggle with my cat or stare off into space and think about books instead. Yup, I’m an official #BookWeirdo
My good friend Audrey from Life as Louse tagged me in on The Sunshine Blogger Award. It’s not like a real award, where balloons fall from the ceiling and you get an oversized trophy. Nope. Not that kind of award. More like you get to answer lots of questions about yourself, ‘cuz apparently these sunshine people are nosy. Super, super nosy!
I’m not proud of this fact. Actually I’m really, really, really pissed off about it because it’s my fault. I dropped the ball. Me. First by not watching what I ate, then progressively eating more and more, followed by not working out. The resulting weight gain shouldn’t be a surprise but it’s still a disappointment. Worse, the blame lands solely at my feet. And you know how I deal with my emotions, especially bad ones, I eat them.
I’m in a mood. A silly mood. Okay, not really. I’m actually feeling grumpy but I want to feel silly and lighthearted and goofy. Grumpy Cat may amuse me, although Max is still the feline that reigns supreme around here, I don’t like being cranky. So whenever I turn grumpy and no one wants to listen to me whine about dumb stuff (like Max puking last Saturday), I go to Pinterest and look at animals and memes. Obviously, I am easily amused.