I'm showered and shaved and sparkling from head to toe and yet my face is not registering emotion yet. Every part of me is anxiously awaiting my coffee to cool a little bit more before I can shove it down my system and soak in my magic juice. Because right now, I'm watching Martha Stewart make red velvet cupcakes (oh i know right) and my face is stoic, which basically goes against the natural order of things. My face should be glowing in the dark with ecstatic energy and our country should be in a state of panic because I've become so high that I'm now actively absorbing electrical current from international power lines. From looking at red velvet cupcakes!
Okay now Martha's sewing and I'm registering horror on my face. I hate anything that's related to the sewing machine, its the machine of the devil! I hated sewing in secondary school homec classes so much, it was by far the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life. The whole time, I just felt like yanking off the needle and poking it into my nostrils until it comes into contact with my brain such that my brain would come pouring out my nose and I'd finally be excused from class.
I'm actually getting very used to waking up at 5am, I'm now fresh within 20minutes and I don't tend to make potpourri out of my chin area anymore while I shave in my state of semi-consciousness. I know I could wake up at 6.15am instead and still make it out the door in time to reach the office but I hate rushing and I'd just die prematurely of heart attack if I had to rush my hair every morning.
Oh yes I did some spring cleaning on my bloggie, just email me if you ever want to view the previous posts and I'll tell you where to look! :)
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