Ever feel like this?

I didn't want to get out from under the covers this morning...no matter how many times the alarm annoyed me...the air outside the covers was a wee bit cool...okay...cold! I had a test today...my last test for this particular class. I had to take the garbage out to the curb before the recycle truck got here. I didn't CARE! I wanted to stay in the warm. But, alas, the responsible grown-up part won out (I really should do something about having that removed).

I just wish the responsible grown-up had been a little more emphatic and got me out of bed sooner. I had to rush around...no time to make the coffee! I would have but I realized that I had basically screwed myself the day before...no gas in my van. So, I had to have time to stop at the corner gas station and get some of that over priced junk to make my van run so that I could get to the test that I didn't want to take.

No coffee. I got the recyclables and landfill items out to the curb, made sure my daughter had her phone on and took off. Got the gas in my van and then went inside the station real quick to grab what I hoped would be a sufficient substitute for my coffee (it wasn't, btw)...a diet pepsi. While trying to get the cashier goober to ring it up, he asked me if I wanted a lottery ticket...or two or three. Later. I heard a gasp! It's up to 350 million! Wouldn't you like to buy a lottery ticket? LATER! I have to go! All I have to do it push this here button and you could have a lottery ticket! I just want my pepsi!!!

Sheesh.

I made it through the test...and given the option by the teacher to hang out while he graded the dang thang OR I could leave and check with him later by e-mail... I made a bee line for the nearest Starbucks. Hot, strong, black...aaaaahhhhh.

And at 22 freakin degrees outside (and I think the temp gauge in my van was being generous) I needed that magic elixer in more ways than one. It helped me get through my grocery store shopping (that I also should have done yesterday) without running my cart into someone. It helped me just ignore all those crying, screaming babies.

There are many things that I would give up but coffee is not one of them. I would even dare say I would give up the blogstream and my math books before I'd give up coffee.

I dropped the daddy off at the airport a couple hours ago. This time he's going all the way to the west coast.

The Mega Millions lottery jackpot is up past 300 million. He reminded me to stop and buy a few of those. I looked at him and inquired as to if he happened to leave his behind on his desk. He said he had not and that he had it with him. Why?

"Well, I was just thinkin'...if something happens to you and you win, I will never know."

"Yes, you will...it's in my wallet...OH...you are thinkin' in case the plane goes down." I nodded and TRIED to look, um, concerned. (I know, I know...sorry). "Well, if that happens you STILL win the lottery. It would be work related so you get half a mill."

"yeah, but...half a mill in one hand...300-some mill in the other."

"Greedy!"

"Hey! There's a BIG difference between half a mill and 300-some mill! It is a difference between when I HAVE to get a job and, well, NOT!"

"I can't believe you would think of such a thing!"

(okay, at this point, folks, if you are reading this, I would have to direct you to my Sunday posting on my blog "Their News, My Views"...www.theirnewsmyviews.blogstream.com...and see just how absurd that comment he just made is)

"OH, like you wouldn't!"

"Do you know what the chances are of me winning the lottery AND my plane crashing all in the same week?"

"Pretty good...cuz IF you WOULD win the lottery, that means your plane would crash cuz life is one big fun irony!"

At this point, he changed the subject.

ANYHOOSAWHATSIT....to the question in the title...How Nosey are You?

On the morning news there was some kind of poll that asked ppl how many of them looked in other ppl's medicine cabinets. I don't remember the percentage but it was quite high. I can honestly say I never have. Although, quite a number of ppl said that they used the medicine cabinet 'peek' to find out what kind of person they were dating. I never thot of it from that angle...probably could have avoided some things but, then, again...I never really stuck around long enough to need a peek in the old medicine cabinet. How many ppl keep the 'real' drugs in there anyway?

SSSSSOOOOOO....am I the odd duck out? I just don't have that kind of curiosity. Do you?

My last class assignment: turn in an updated resume.

No problem! I have one right here in my rusty-crusty-trusty hard drive. All I have to do is be extra special lovingly nice to the keyboard...and not TOO demanding with the printer..and TADA!



I found it, printed it, reread it. Seemed okay to me!

THEN I made one of those 'mistakes'. A 'mistake' that can cost me dearly...I LOOKED at EXAMPLES online!



So...now what? Try to redo it in a slightly different format...or...hand it in as is? It really isn't THAT far off from most of the templates I downloaded.



BUT!