what’s on the mind of this SAHM©

This post is sure to reflect the odd place where my brain is right now.  I'm not operating at a level to string together enough thoughts for a real post, so enjoy what are the random thoughts in my brain on a late Monday night.

The Happening was the best Marky Mark movie I've seen this year.  It is also the only Marky Mark movie I've seen this year.  No, it wasn't worth my time.

AB said "creative death penalty" this afternoon and those three words struck me as three of the saddest words I've ever heard.

Switching medicications sucks.

Why was there a Splenda packet in my bathroom?

It's Free Rootbeer Float night at Sonic on Wednesday — just saw the commercial.

I really want a cookie.  There are no cookies in the house. 

My uterus feels like it may just fall out and right now I wouldn't care in the least. 

I need a haircut.  I don't think I've had a haircut since October.  I forget to make appointments and I hope my hairstylist doesn't think I'm cheating on her with another stylist.    I think of this every time I pass my salon (which is 2 miles from my house, so I pass it almost every day).

I spend too much time worrying about stupid crap. 

My walk-in closet is not at the present time. 

I accidentally bought ABC's Greatest Hits the other day on iTunes.  Once you have the 4 or so hits, there is really no reason to have the rest of the album.  I already had the 4 hits previous to this purchase. 

My new swimsuit came today.  I tried it on and pretty much look like the Virtual Model.  I got two tops and they both smush (smoosh?) my boobs down.  Oh well.

It really bothers me that I bought the wrong toilet paper last week. 

On our tenth anniversary I started wearing the anniversary ring Scott bought for me instead of my wedding set.  When water gets under the ring it makes a blister on the sides of my finger.  I took a shower with the ring on yesterday and now have a blister.  I am an idiot because I do this at least twice a month. 

When the hubs told me he sent a resume to a company in my hometown I thought I would have a panic attack.  It's not the town itself.  There are many reasons for my anxiety.  Fancy a guess?  Yes, that is one.  No, I'm not telling you the other reasons.

I'm really looking forward to Bret Easton Ellis' new novel Imperial Bedrooms, due out next year.  It's a sequel to Less Than Zero and I hope it's just as good.  But the question is, will they make a movie and will Robert Downey, JR and Andrew McCarthy reprise their roles?  By the way, if you havn't read the book, it's vastly different from the movie, with disturbing moments like Ellis has in all his novels. 

I've be cursing a lot lately. 

Oh, and I'm apparently a heathen. 

My left eye keeps watering for no reason.

I'm thirsty. 

Internet Explorer bites.

The acronym SAHM for Stay At Home Mom has been bothering me for a few years.  When someone asks me what I DO when I meet them, I say "I'm a stay at home mom" and quickly add that I co-own ScrapFest! but from now on I'm just saying I'm a SAHM.  The new acronym stands for Slick Ass Hip Mother(effer)©.  That's right, I'm copywriting it, bitches.  Don't even think of stealing that one.