So this is my blog. I’ve always wanted to have one, I have a failed attempt at my myspage account, so hopefully this won’t fallow in its tracks. Few reasons for this blog, I wanted a way to document my detox/weight loss what-not, AND at work I send out these email update that are pretty much to tell everyone what we have left to do on a project, but at the beginning of each email I usually, if in the mind to have a little blurb about my life or something, it’s creepy but I feel like I have a captive audience that I get to share my quirky life with. My boss calls them Amanda-grams, and more than anything else I get comments on them. So I have decided in this REALLY long explanation that I’m not sure I need because everyone knows what blogs are about, to write a blog. ( this makes all lets get together and blog about blogging jokes really funny now) So ground rules!
• I am a really bad speller, have really bad grammar sometimes, I write like I talk. (insert moron joke here)
• A very important person (my roommate) name will be changed to what one man said in a shop should be her real name, GEORGIA!, to protect the innocent not so innocent.
• My boyfriend works for the city, we have been together for 7 years, he’s my buddy and I love him with every fiber in me, we will call him JustAnUglyMonkey.
• I maybe boring or crazy or creepy, just a warning. (another warning, I don’t like to toot my own horn, but I’ve been known to make people laugh so hard they pee their pants, true story, but usually it’s when I’m ACTUALLY there so I don’t think you’ll have a problem. But, just wanted to let you know just in case you were in a public place reading sometime and you might have the need to back yo’ self into the potty.
Now that I have that out of my system! (I don’t know why I feel the need to explain myself, but I guess that just what I do.) On with my day! Today! I woke up early, Mason, my roommate, GEORGIA’s cat, was asleep on my face like he is every morning, snoring and farting. (yes, he’s part skunk) I chuck him off to the side and flip on the tube to check out the weather, yadda yadda yadda. Go to the living room to retrieve clothes to wear to work out of the pile that goes up to my hip, that is still in the living room that I need to fold (Sorry Georie) Fridge, Milk, Shower...ahhhhhhhh. out COLD! Contact, contact. floss. brush. lotion! Blow dry hair, and hour later my hair is dry, curl hair, clothes, run out door, run back to door and lock it. ( I’m not sure if I’m OCD but I do that like every day even if I did lock it, weird.)
I drive to work, it’s a pretty short 5 min on the highway I like it. I got dressed walking from my room to the door of the apt so I never glanced in the mirror at myself, but I’ve noticed in the bathroom today if my shirt gets pulled taught you can see my amazing poky-dot bra! I didn’t notice it really well, and no one has said anything so I think I’m in the clear as long as I don’t pull on it. Okay going to go for now, this might get even longer than it is, we’ll talk later! Bye!
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