Do you ever feel like you’re basically living off your last nerve? Hanging by a thread to your sanity? It’s been that way over here the last couple of days. And it so happens that all the dogs in our neighborhood have felt like barking nonstop for the last few days–while I am in this delicate mental position. Not cool.
I know I’m only so very acutely aware of the barking because my nerves are already fraying at the ends and I’m feeling borderline crazy. But all that barking pushes me to the edge. Seriously. I need to start turning on Christmas music or something to drown it all out. But all I really want right now is quiet. Not easy to come by when you have a one year old who grunts instead of talks–and live in a neighborhood where all the dogs are barking 24/7. (Even now, I can hear them and I’m trying to stay calm. Jeff says my blood is boiling and I need to calm down.)
ANYWAY, so New Moon comes out tomorrow. This is such a good thing. I am beyond ready for this vampire distraction. However, I did hear today that a medium size bucket of popcorn is like 700 calories or something and swimming in trans fat. Why do people talk about such things?
Well, I will be at the movies tomorrow–maybe not having popcorn, but I’m pretty sure no one will ever talk me out of Junior Mints. Okay, Ash is taking a nap and there’s a moment of silence outside (shocking)–wait, the phone just rang–talk more later.