More About Me Monday

I feel that I have been a lax blogger of late--and I've got the passive-agressive self-snipes to prove it--so I've decided to start planning my blog days a little better.

So, from now until further notice, Monday will be known as More About Me Monday. I'm hoping that writing about whatever is in my head on the first day of the week will jump start the blogging machine in my head for the week.

Today I'm giving you some random thoughts and facts.

I'm fairly certain that I ate at least three dozen cookies in the last five days. All I know is that I bought a box of 42 from Sam's Club on Wednesday, and there are now two left. Unless my husband has been at them a lot more than I thought--it's all me. Gross, but I'm strangely okay with it.

Today, sometime between 11:31 and 1:31 CDT, I'm getting a new bed delivered to my house. It's making me feel very adult. I haven't had a new bed in almost ten years, and my last one was part of my graduation from college gift. I slept on a futon in college, so it was a huge step toward adulthood at that time. But today, my very own bed that I picked out all by myself (okay, the husband was there) and some big burly delivery guys are going to bring it to my very own house and even cart away my old one. I'm going to sleep like a baby tonight. Scratch that--I'm going to sleep like the dead. Anyone who's had a baby will tell you they don't sleep that soundly.

Walgreen's made me feel old last week. Sitting at a stoplight by a store I don't frequent, I had enough time to read their scrolling LED sign. One of the items the store felt compelled to share with the public was: We process 35mm film. Which, I can only assume, means it was in question. My first camera used 110 film, and now there is a question about whether or not a national chain will process 35mm? I am not that old, am I?

I am.

Today's final thought: I'm having a series of weird tests done on Thursday (I should be a case on House M.D., but that's a story for another day), and in preparation for those tests, I have to stop taking all of my prescribed medications. I also have to stop taking any antihistamines, pain relievers and caffeine. I assume that means I shouldn't be hittin' the booze, either, though they didn't specifically say. So--of course--today, I wake up with a head ache. This is going to be a long four days. As Joanie Mitchell once said, "Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone?"

How was your weekend? What do you think of More About Me Monday?

- Liz