You take some of this and a bit of that and you get incoherent blogging

Last night I stayed up waaaaay past my bedtime and read a book called The Host, written by Stephenie Meyer. Yep, the same author of the Twilight series. Now before you go calling me obsessed with Tedward again, let me remind you that I'm not. I only went along with it cuz everyone else liked it and I wanted to be cool. But I must say, that I liked this other book very much. Probably more than the vampire thingy. Yes, it's a bit science fiction-y, but not so much that you get lost in that issue, which would be hard to do because it is all about aliens taking over the planet. Yes, it's about aliens, but these are aliens you can relate to. And I truly loved that the author made us humans out to be cruel, violent people. Ummm, maybe that's all I'll say on the matter because, well, just read the book. I'll admit that at times, she goes a bit overboard with useless information and it gets a bit irritating, but that's easy to deal with. Just skip ahead!

I love music, though I am not musically talented in any way, shape or form. And I will never have my voice copied onto a cd to sell to mass markets around the world. But this does not stop my (almost) two-year-old from requesting that I sing to her non-stop for 5 hours straight. And secretly, I LOVE IT!

I also love that my scale says I weigh 10 pounds less than I did 4 weeks ago. The last time I went to the gym. What the heck does that mean?

When I go back to school, it will be to study Interior Design, English Literature, Cosmetology, Nursing, and Ear Wax Removal.

Space and the ocean give me nightmares.

One time, someone left a comment on my blog stating that they think I share too much information. That really hurt my feelings because HEY! THIS IS MY BLOG. IF IT BOTHERS YOU, STOP READING IT. And if you still think I share too much, try figuring this out:
What is middle name?
Do I have any gray hair?
Do I prefer tape or glue?
What was my first pet's name?
What was the name of the street I grew up on?
Where did I go to school?
Did I even graduate from high school?
What is that thing on my nose? And how long has it been there? Is it cancerous? Have I had it checked out?
What am I thinking right now?
How about now?
And lastly, have you read the Four Agreements? Because it's a great book and I really think that this world would be a better place if we all abided by that book. I know of a couple of other good books too, that I'd be happy to recommend if you're so up to it.

Where did that come from?

Sometimes my mind runs away from me and spouts off before I can control what's going on. My mom would say "Ribbit" right about now.

Speaking of my mom, I just said something to my kids that I swore I would never say because my mom broke my heart with it! (cry for me) and I vowed that I would be the most perfect, loving, on-top-of-things, mother ever to walk the planet, and my children would be model children and never, ever, ever have dirty faces, dirty clothes, or wear the same outfit two times in a row, (let alone to bed) and their rooms would always be clean and shiny. (I like shiny things...oooohhh.)
I said... "If you clean your rooms today, we'll go to Grandma's house!"
Remember the spinach promise? Yep. It's official. I have turned into my mother. And I couldn't be more pleased with myself!

I still hate *dry heave* cooked spinach. *ack*

And right now, I am wearing stripes with plaids. My pajama pants are tucked ever so warmly into my argyle knee high socks, and I am smiling with the knowledge that you, my reader, are either embarrassed for me, entertained, or just plain confused.