Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Wednesday Or Thursday?

Well, I'm running behind today in about six different directions.  I just happened to glance up at the clock and see that it is almost 7:00!  Um...where did 4:30 go?  That's what I saw the last time I looked.  I don't think I fell asleep...

It's a mystery.  I'm certain you are all tired of hearing how I can't ever seem to get a handle on what day it is, but you can only imagine how I feel about it.  I'm actually living in this calendar nightmare!  Now that I've managed to lose track of the hours, I don't see how I am ever going to function in this world.  

I don't think I've done any Bullet Points for a week so I'm going to take a shot at that and hope that it is Wednesday.  If not, you'll just have to take your bullets where you can get 'em.  I think we can consider ourselves lucky I'm able to remember my Google password so I can make blog go.

*There is a notice at the top of my screen from Blogger.  It says, "Scheduled outage at 4:00 PM PDT on Thursday (3/25)."

*Are we beginning to see how the universe is conspiring against me and my sense of time/space?

*I may have to scoot to the kitchen before this is done.  I missed the dinner hour and now have to cook my chicken at almost 7:00.

*I wondered why I was so hungry...

*I also wonder why I had a gi-normous package of chicken thighs in the freezer.  I am but one person.  Why did I need eight thousand chicken thighs?

*I don't like thigh meat.

*I've been eating chicken thighs all week.

*The Absurdly Gi-normous Kitty seems to think that this was a good investment, though.  

*Gi-normous Kitties like gi-normous packages of anything food-related.

*He didn't get any chicken thighs.

*He did get a nice can of salmon kitty food.

*I don't normally buy the fishy foods.  The Smaller, Less Fluffy Kitty (may she rest in peace) was not a fan.

*I was not a fan of what it did to her digestive system.

*Kitty Poots.  Gah!

*I'd forgotten about that.  Until last night when I fed the cats...

*Note to self: stick to chicken and beef-based cat foods.  I no longer have the time or energy to fend off the lingering smell of canned fishies.

*I started the second sock this afternoon.  It seemed like the right thing to do, what with having one finished and all.

*I didn't get far.  Today was a strength training day on the workout schedule and that, as I've mentioned before, is not really conducive to knitting.

*It is, however, good for a great deal of whining and complaining.  

*And for a shortened workout since even I couldn't take the constant negativity.

*It was a long day today.  Most days are long now that I don't know what day it is and have to keep asking everyone.

*I decided to cheer myself up by checking the Panda Cam.

*But there were no pandas to be seen.




Just lots of other people looking for pandas.  I'm guessing they are having better luck than I.


*I just realized that I never set the timer on my chicken thighs.  

*Wouldn't it be tragic if they got all burned and I had to eat pizza instead?  Oh the humanity!!!

*I've now reached the point where I don't even recognize time anymore.  That can't be good...

*I just checked them.  The thighs seem fine.  Probably not overcooked at all.

*Not that it matters.  I'm gonna cover 'em in ketchup anyway.

*Don't judge me.  You eat the vegetables you like and I'll eat the vegetables I like.


I'm kind of starving and need to put some ice on my tongue since I sort of sampled a piece of chicken right off the grill.  I should probably go and see to all these physical issues.  I should also make sure that the AGK isn't messing with my chicken.  (He doesn't like ketchup on his, but I haven't added it yet so you can see how things might be getting dangerous out there in the kitchen...)

I trust that you all will have a delightful evening and that Blogger will, perhaps, consent to post this little missive in between possible scheduled outages that may or may not be happening on Wednesday or Thursday or some other day in the near future.

I'll just be here eating my chicken thighs and hoping that tomorrow brings me a little more clarity.

SA

9 comments:

trek said...

I got a note from the school nurse on Monday. Seems Neatnik and another student bonked heads. No big deal, just a few tears and an ice pack.

The note was dated "3/22".

I can absolutely understand the space-time continuum confusion.

Knitting Linguist said...

I don't know why, but the phrase "chicken thighs" just got funnier every time I read it. What does this say about me? (Probably best not to ask...)

BTW, loved, just loved, The New Policeman. Thanks for the recommendation!

Jeanne said...

"Kitty poots". *snort*

Mia said...

and here it is, already Thursday!


oh Lordy, my word verification is

COMAS

I'm skeered!

Julie said...

Even though you said not to judge you, I feel I must. I judge you to be a person with great taste; chicken and ketchup is yummy!

Karen said...

I have never had chicken and ketchup. It can't be that much different than BBQ sauce.

Donna Lee said...

I have been living in a cough syrup enduced state of confusion for the last week. I so understand the trouble you are having.....Hours and whole days seem to slip by without my even noticing them.

Luna said...

We like the fishy kitty food at our house 'cause the beef kind makes our Lily throw up. So chicky and fishy foods are good; beef = bad. Don't you love having to have a list of acceptable and unacceptable cat foods when you go to the store?

Carrie K said...

Does it matter?