10 ish years.

I've decided. I will have my third child in ten-ish years. When I (hopefully) have more patience. haha.

Serenity.

I'd live here. Forever.

As the scale trends upwards.

Food. I love it. All of it.

Mexican. Chinese. Sushi. Taco Bell. Oh, Taco Bell. A category all it's own.

Tacos. Cookies. Pie. Burgers. Cookies. I'll eat it all.

Spaghetti. Steak with Mushrooms and Onions and Garlic. Lasagna. Cookies.

Brownies. Doughnuts. Everything Bagels with butter and extra Veggie Cream Cheese.

And, who said I didn't eat healthy foods? See. EXTRA VEGGIE cream cheese.

Tuna Fish, a fried egg and cheese on toast. See. Getting my protein.

Don't get me wrong. I love 'healthy foods'. I love veggies. I love fruit.

Mostly, I just snack. I snack a lot. I snack enough in one day to feed four teenage boys for a week.

I eat all night. When I work, I eat. When I sleep, I wake up to eat. I dream about food.

I am eating right now.

I eat when I'm not hungry.

Food taste so good.

It is life-sustaining, you know.

I have got to stop.

Before the scale trends upwards, in an un-ladylike fashion.

I am not lady-like when I eat.

I am not lady-like when I do much of anything.

I get kicked out of bed at 2am for eating to loudly.

That is un-called for.

Who DOESN'T eat a full meal at 2am?

Coffee is the same way. I drink a LOT of caffeine.

When I try to feel "healthy", I drink iced tea.

I drink enough caffeine to keep those four teenaged boys awake for a week.

Food. Caffeine. Ibuprofen. Excedrin.

Yep. Sums up my daily intake.

...and a hug around the neck. That's how much I love you.

More.

...and so I do.

True Story.

...and so I did.

Happy Valentine's Day. I made funeral arrangements for you.

Happy Valentine's Day. I made funeral arrangements for you.

More.

“There’s nothing wrong with being happy. There’s nothing wrong with enjoying something so much that it strips away all that irony and cynicism. And there’s nothing wrong with loving anything so much that it feels like it could pull your heart out of your chest and toss it on the floor. We build ourselves up to not do that, and then we build up the armor so thickly that we have trouble finding what’s underneath. We use that as an excuse to lash out at people who do feel stuff, who do like things (and I am, of course, mostly saying this about myself). It’s hard sometimes to remember that the world isn’t a place to glide through, so nothing can touch you. It’s a place to be experienced.” – Todd VanDerWerff

haha.

Silly/random. As stolen from Jami.

As usual. I am just going to steal random things from my friends blog that make me smile/laugh.

This should be posted at the hospital. Where Patient Safety is the key topic. LOL

Stole this one, also. From Jami. Made me smile.

LOL. I do love Pizza.

Vulgar. But hilarious. and oh, so true.

I have posted this before. But it still makes me LOL.

"That was the thing about words, they were clear and specific-chair, eye, stone- but when you talked about feelings, words were too stiff, they were this and not that, they couldn’t include all the meanings. In defining, they always left something out.” – Janet Fitch

Just HOW long will I stand in line for an Everything bagel? We shall see, I guess.