The High Road, the Back Porch, and the SHOES that come with it.

Okay, to be honest... I wrote the TITLE before the blog. Now I feel all pressured to include, being superior, the back porch, and SHOES in this blog... Let's see how it goes..

Anyways, It's been one of the days folks. Not a bad day really... just a HOT day made interesting with a little extra drama thrown in here and there for effect. I have this facebook account you see... and it gets me in trouble from time to time. I mean sometimes... people act like a fool and I feel the need to say a "tiny" little something or even a whole PARAGRAPH sometimes. My point is... it's the devil's gateway, really.  So I got this snotty ass email. The superior tone, the "air quotes" around "woman" and I thought.... Hmmm... what did I think? Yeah, Jesus loves them so I don't have to?!  Yayayayayayayayyay! Best news I've had all day.

                                  (Me all like "YAYAY, Jesus loves them so I don't have too)

But.. alas and alack... the high road calls me. I honestly don't love the high road. It's nice, but it's not as satisfying as it could be sometimes... and yet. Here I sit. Allllllll superior. I LIKE IT. I had to make a conscious decision, to 1) let it get me all upset, because I reeeeallly care what someone who I never see thinks of me, or 2) WHO CARES?... life goes on. I got real stuff to worry about...like the Sharpstown Frog population! So after CAREFUL consideration of MANY minutes.. I decided to Take the HIGH ROAD. But then, as problems present themselves on a journey, I realized. I TOTALLY need new shoes for the high road, because it's all paved and stuff, OBVIOUSLY.... and I can't be unprepared.  So then I got new shiny red high heeled shoes, and sat and the back porch and got very, very, very, smug. Turns out the high road is LOVELY this time of year. As for the "air quotes" and rudeness... (with my tongue securely in my cheek) Well, Bless their heart. Jus Sayin.

I'm blogging because I can Not SLEEPPPPPP.....

So, I'm trying to sleep. But, alas and alack.. nothing. So, in an effort not to become so desperate as to dig up  the passwords for my myspace account.. I sit. Trying to convince myself that I am TIRED. When unfortunately I know I am very much NOT tired at all. Which as you can see.. is a dilema. Obviously.
So, in an effort to entertain myself I have done the following:

1) Read up on how to work Imovie, but lost interest before I got to any of the actual "HELPFUL" information...like "RECORD"

2) Opened up my email. There are currently somewhere around 40,000 emails in there. Got overwhelmed. Put it off till tomorrow.  ( Also, if you sent me one in the last month, you should prolly just resend.Kthanks)

3) Got a message that I forgot to pay my phone bill. ( I'm thinking that has something to do with my ignoring email for a month? Wierd.)

4) Tried to fix the phone bill issue, but lost interest...patience.... whatever.. It will be there tomorrow. I think. hope. etc.

5) Realized that I can tell when I used a purse last based on the large cache of receipts and the dates I find inside.

6) Realized I have a LOT of receipts for the oddest things.

7) Is probably going to forever wonder what "Household Item 281 was, and why I spent 19.99 on it. "

8) While watching "Hoarders on TLC" I realize that I have a LOT of purses. Made a note to shove them far back in the closet. Mumble to myself that it's all "totally normal" to have that many...hide them under the shoes...which then really panics me. Ignore. Denial.  Move on.

9) Flipped my pillow like a HUNDRED times and there was never a "cold side" which is really irritating.

10)...wrote a nonsensical blog about trying to sleep when I can't... so yeah, that too. Jus Sayin.