March 13, 2003

Ahhh.  Well, we aren't quite at bliss yet, but it's looking better.  There are things to be buggled about, like that I've got some kind of stomach upset going on.  At first, I thought it was because I threw caution to the wind and ate 2 LAARRRGGEE shamrock shaped butter cookies with chocolate on the bottoms yesterday.  I haven't had sweets in 2 1/2 weeks and was sick within an hour complete with hot flashes, sweats, extreme nausea and fatigue, classic symptoms of sugar issues.  The thing is, Eric came in at lunch yesterday with what seems to have been food poison, so it's also possible that we're passing a bug, especially since I'm still feeling really off kilter today and went back to low carb as soon as I got sick.  I just mostly feel blah.

I worked all day yesterday on a giant soap journal.  I only post about once a month in the actual column journal, but I do spoiler commentary on 2 shows every week.  So yesterday, I never made it to the Nonsoapy.

I did, however (getting the Road to Bliss under my feet) get some interesting information.  As it turns out, poor Allen, la enfant terrible from the post on the 11th, has a bit of a joke on him.  In fact, as it turns out, Ed (my other brother) and I did some investigating and it turns out (please sit down, swallow or put plastic on your keyboard), Grandma just ain't quite dead yet!  Heh heh heh.  So as it is now, Old Alf isn't entitled to anything because Grammy still owns it!  I'd suggest he get froggy on making peace with the ancestor and kissing a little geriatric booty if he wants anything and THAT will be a sight to behold.

I'm trying to stop grinning, but it's a challenge.  I gave this up to the Goddess night before last and actually asked her to have a little fun at it.  I didn't expect it to turn out this way, but She definitely has a sense of humor.  :-)

 I'll be around tomorrow.  Just wanted to share that funny with you. 

Heh heh heh.

Love,

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