Queen of Rambles

And it’s not the sickness of my throat, though I am still rather froggy and phlegmy. Nope. I’m sick to my stomach because I just sent in a writing submission. I’ve not done that for many, many years and I am terrified that I’ll be rejected. I shouldn’t be rejected. The writing is polished and funny. It’s all tied together at the end, uses vivid vocabulary and is just exactly the type of submission I’d love to receive at Mosaic Minds. But I could easily be rejected. Thus I am sick.

I am also worried about school tomorrow. I’ve been signed up for my cute little first grade class for over a week and I really don’t want to cancel because I love those little kids, but what if I’m still sick? I don’t really feel bad today, but my voice is still pretty shot. What to do, what to do? At least I know I won’t need my voice on Tuesday. I’m doing ninth grade chemistry again and they don’t need to hear me talking. I hope they are done with gas laws and have moved on to something I actually understand, but who knows. Obviously the teacher doesn’t think I’ve totally screwed up everything since she keeps requesting me.

I had my weekly weigh-in today and was delighted to discover I’ve lost 1.5 pounds this week with almost ZERO exercise and more food than I should have been eating. Still no sugar in the diet, which is probably why the weight is still going down. So far I’m down 3.5 pounds in two weeks. Not an altogether great achievement when you look at people on the Atkins diet, but I am very happy with the results and am on a diet I actually enjoy. I have not been hungry at all and haven’t felt deprived, though I was having a serious brownie-needing-fit all weekend long. I wish I liked those new No Pudge brownies, but I think they’re yucky. Ewwwwwwwww!

I was craving an enchirito tonight even though I know Taco Bell makes me puke every time I eat there. Instead, I made my own with some taco meat, refried beans, enchilada sauce and low-fat cheese. They tasted WAY better than Taco Bell food, so now I’m content. I used to think that I didn’t like enchilada sauce because my mom’s enchilada sauce consisted of a can of enchilada sauce, a can of tomato sauce, a big spoonful of her brown “gravy” [she had no idea how to make real gravy until I taught her in July. She's 54 years old], and a whole lot of sugar. It was utterly disgusting. You know, I really need to start my own Mexican restaurant. I make better Mexican food than any of the places I’ve ate at here in the DC area. I worked in a Mexican restaurant for several years, so I know a lot of the tips and tricks. I also know it’s damned hard work and I would hate the hours, so there goes that dream.

Today has been very boring and un-journal worthy. We went to the grocery store and decided we really need to find a new place to shop. A month or so ago they got all new cashiers and they all suck. We thought we were doing good by avoiding the two worst ones, but then our guy had to go and help one of them so we ended up being stuck in line anyway. Thrilling, isn’t it?

I finished Anne of Windy Poplars today and had to laugh. I didn’t remember it being so silly. Anne just waltzes in and fixes everyone. She manages to get everyone married off to the people they need to be married to, she discovers long lost family by just walking down the road. . . I think this may be exactly what a “trashy novel” of years gone by was. I would never say that about the first three books, but the last five. . . well. . . I wonder exactly what the point of writing them was. They seem to be a bunch of short stories with very little connection to each other. I can’t believe I’m saying such bad things about my Anne books, but I can’t help it. It’s not stopping me from re-reading the rest of the series, though, so it can’t be too bad.

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