Have you seen that website? Seen those quiz boxes in the corner of the screen? Well I was surfing my WW site for recipes last night and decided, “what the hell” I’ll take it. I never do that, for all the spam I’ll get telling me I suck and can not suck if only I buy this…whatever.
Here are my findings:

Calendar Age 36.3
Difference +4.2
My RealAge 40.5

Ok. That isn’t as bad as it could be, and some factors weren’t available. I have no idea what my blood pressure is. I have no clue as to what my good and bad cholesterol is. I didn’t get up and get my vitamins to see the percentage of what I’m taking.

I need to exercise more. See this post

I need to cut that list waaaaaay out.

So I’m going to ponder this awhile. I’m really a 40 year old walking around. Some days I feel it, and then some days…right back to that senior year, but smarter! HA! Maybe I’ll go thru the next month or so, and retake it. I’m heading to weigh in, and will be motivated to move my body…we’ll see.

What’s you’re age?

Nothing much to post tonight…Slept the day away on the couch and it felt GOOD. Last night’s sleepover turned into a huge drunkfest for at least two of the girls, both whom we didn’t let drive home. One was fine with that, the other laid out on the kitchen floor and threw a fit, then went and sat in her car and bawled for 30 minutes while her sister drove to get her.

I understand the need to twist off. Believe me people, I get it. I feel it rising up inside me and gurgling over. It is a need that takes over and at some point must be obeyed. So you know what you do? YOU OBEY IT!!! That way, on the few chances you have sans significant other and sans children and sans obligations, you can do so without losing your freking mind.

I stayed happy and laughing all night long, fell asleep on the couch and had myself a great night. I had plans to come home and work this house into shape, so far at almost 7pm, only the kitchen is done. Halfway. Just wanted to sleep. So I did. Guilt free, which is a huge hurdle for me.

Need to get on the phone and play catch up with my boy Carus in Vegas, with Chee home from Aspen and with Gertrude home from a romping grape weekend…but for now am going to start dinner. Spaghetti tonight. Weigh in tomorrow. Then cats to the vet, OH and last night, I chipped a veneer on my front tooth, so that needs to get taken care of. flop. It’s going to be damned near 70 tomorrow, so am grilling and will utilize the day.

Have a great evening people. Curl up, enjoy the last moments of the weekend and get fired up for another week. We Spring Forward next weekend. Bring on those summer nights. Maybe we will be able to share one or two this year!

55% Dixie. Barely in Dixie.
I’m BARELY Dixie. The hell did that happen? Huh. Ok, so that’s actually ok with me. I blame it on being hugely continental and the many people I’ve been around that are also hugely continental.
what are you?

kind of fancy for a load of bull, right?

But it’s MY FRIDAY people! I’m off to a slumber party tonight. Salon girls are getting together, and yes, I’m already forming the posts in my head.

Huzzahh to you all.

Reno sent me this and it had to be a post!

This is a comment that Kizz posted yesterday:

MySpace makes me feel old. There’s so much going on on every single page and everything is animated and everyone is using txt spk and I get really confused and can’t find any of the information I want.

Everything you say, I agree with.

It WEARS ME OUT. I don’t have the time to spend doing that every day! If I was at a desk for 8 hours a day, I probably would tinker a bit, truthfully. I mean, I have a page, only to be able to view the stuff for our bar. It has a page, only because a guy that comes in there takes care of updating it. It’s soooooo just not me. I have no idea how to set stuff up, post anything, change music…old. old. old.

I know. All of you out there are doing the scrunchy face and saying “but wait, you can get in touch with SOOOOOO many people” “it’s a great way to stay in touch” and other endless reasons why I’m not on it. They said that about classmates dot com too, and I’m still getting spam trying to talk me into becoming a gold member.

heh heh heh. gold member.

While I concede that there are a hand full of people I’ve fallen out of touch with, and would like to hear from again, the number of people on the opposite side of that are greater and frankly, I’m not taking any chances. Ha.

I have nothing to conclude here, other than Kizz pretty much hit it on the head. It kind of makes me feel old. Totally out of the loop, bumfuzzled and confused. And anything that makes me feel like that on a consistent basis, I’m not a big fan of.

It’s Friday everybody. Enjoy it. My weekend starts Sunday, so I’m at it for two more days. Huzzah to you.

March is here baby!!! St. Patrick’s Day equals Joe Bank’s birthday which is always a good time. March Madness baaaaaaabbbbbyyyyyy! I get so hopped up on filling out brackets it’s hysterical! I’m happy with the way the weather changes dramatically…yesterday it was upper 70’s here today mid to low 50’s…I don’t care. Because it means good things are a comin’. Flowers, and sunshine, and grilling, and long days that turn into delicious nights…it’s imminent. We’re on the precipice.

Gertrude did some astrological de-cypher-cation on us yesterday. It hit Joe smack dab in the cranium. Mine was a little strong, I do have some rage yes, that’s a given, and you can read from my previous posts that I can turn licking an envelope into a page of erotica (for cripes sake) but I’m not a terrorist. There just aren’t that many people in my life that merit that kind of rage. Who knows, it was fun to read.

So anyway, it’s the first day of the month, and we’re kicking it off with another birthday. MaegenBeth, my dubious cohort in Santa Monica is turning the 29 today. We’re having potluck at work, I made a layer dip that may or may not be edible as I only used what was in my fridge, and a batch of guac. That won’t suck. She’s one cool chick who deserves much happiness! I believe her brother in law set up a

myspace page

in her honor. I have no idea the ways and means of myspace, but if you do, go on over and give her a big Happy Day!

Enjoy your do over people. It’s a gift.