I’ve been thinking that  I should write something here.  The problem is that I’m feeling a bit zombie-ish if you want me to be honest – – like my brain is mush and making clear statements is not possible.  Very “Walking Dead”.  When I think to what I have been doing and what I could tell you, I cringe a bit. . . it’s all boring and a bit mundane . . . especially for our house.

I’ve been looking at furniture on Craigslist.  No, we don’t need any specific thing, but it’s been fun looking to see what people are selling.  There was a high heel shoe chair yesterday and a bed that had been slept in and not made before they took the photo for advertising it.  Yuck.

I’ve been looking on Pinterest.  I’ve gathered up some new recipes, new projects to sew for Christmas,  and new nerd humor to put a smile on my face.  I also decided to add yogurt to the menu at KB’s birthday breakfast.  See – – good times.

I’ve been reading.  I finished You Can’t Make Me (But I Can Be Persuaded).  It was a decent book on strong-willed children – somethings I could take and some I had to leave.  Now I am finishing Heat Rises, one of the Richard Castle novels.  I honestly don’t know who did it.

I’ve been sewing.  Well, actually I have been cutting a lot and getting ready to sew.  I did make a prototype of sorts of this thing my mom wants to give as Christmas gifts.  It took about 30 minutes from beginning to end and turned out pretty cute.  Next on the docket are the favors for KB’s party and a birthday banner that is cut and pinned and needing to be assembled (the banner is not a real priority except I need the pins).  There are several pairs of pants to hem for Bubba and two Christmas dresses waiting to be cut.

I’ve been washing laundry.  Notice I specified washing because I haven’t hung or folded the stuff yet.  Ridiculous.

I’ve been at the doctor with Little today.  She has been coughing for three weeks and it isn’t getting any better.  She asked to go see Dr. Dave and that was a first. . . so I called in her symptoms and they said come in.  On the way she told me, “Dr. Dave loves me.  I’m going to hug him.”  She didn’t and when he left the room I asked, “What happened to the hug?”  She said, “Oooh.  I forgot.  Silly me,” and she took off down the hall to find him and hug his neck.  Turned the man to jelly, I tell you.

I’ve been nursing a pulled back muscle.  My friend, April, and I had a yard sale on Saturday.  I made the mistake of lifting a couple BIG things by myself a couple of times.  Everything seemed fine until Sunday morning when I stretched up over my head and felt my muscle strain.  I couldn’t put my arm down without crying out.  I spent the day on my back in bed and, with the help of 800 mg. of ibuprofen, have been feeling a bit better.

I’ve been putting off going to bed but I guess I need to sleep.

Maybe tomorrow I will post some photos.  I’ve been thinking about that. . .