Today I'm Happy/(sad)

Today I'm happy.

At least as happy as I get. I can get mostly happy, but I'm always partly sad too. That part never goes away so I'm used to it. But today I'm mostly happy (and only a little part sad.)

I'm happy for many reasons. And sad for a few reasons. But mostly I'm happy because we now have food in our cupboards.  I meant to go shopping last week but I kept forgetting.  The only good thing about not going shopping for a week is that at least I know that cream of mushroom soup is not going to get eaten in an emergency so we don't need to keep buying it.

If you want to know what it's like eating cream of mushroom soup out of a can for a week, I'll tell you.  You get really hungry, in an insatiably famished sort of way.  On the way to Costco Friday night I asked my husband if we could stop at Jack-in-the-Box.  But I went a little bonkers and ordered 6 mozzerella sticks, 3 egg rolls, 3 stuffed jalepenos, 2 tacos and some bacon cheddar potato logs.

But then I was so stuffed I got loopy at Costco. Actually my daughter and I both got loopy, as she had also been insatiably famished from the cream of mushroom soup.

For some reason we couldn't get over how funny my husband is when he shops. We stood together by the bagels and did some serious bonding as we laughed ourselves silly at the way he picks out a roast. The guy is seriously, so focused. What a character.

Bless his little focused heart.

I have to give him props though because if it weren't for him, I'd be putting all kinds of superfluous miscellany into the cart. I cannot be trusted to shop alone because everything seems so necessary to me--the crunchy Cajun shrimp, the coconut rum latte, the Shanghai style lumpia, the Spam hotdogs, the 2 ply toilet paper, the t.v. ears, the Flowbee, the Hobe, (who wouldn't want to iron their clothes with sound waves?)  . . . the list goes on and on.

Thank you, honey bunches of oats. You're my rock! (He can't hear me.) And to show my appreciation I didn't hide the remote under my pillow last night like I usually do.  (I love to watch him stumbling and groping around in the dark.)

(I'm still a little bit sad that I didn't get to buy that Flowbee, but then I'm always a little bit sad, so it's all good.)

I'm also happy because it was Rocky week on AMC and I can never get enough Rocky Balboa? (Adrian, I love you too!)  And because Jami came back for a visit and Pat's son Jared had a successful hip replacement and there was no infection and because Annie got to go spend the weekend with her secret agent husband. 

And finally, I'm happy because someone from Provo has me on their blogroll! I almost started crying when I saw that. They are the Youngbloods. I could not have asked for a more perfectly cewl name for my first Provonian fans. It's religious, but edgy, in a Twilighty sort of way. And they are total Twilight fans too, which could be coincidental or not.

Anyway, not only do the Youngbloods, if in fact that is their real name, have my diary on their blogroll, they also have my sister site, CTD's Are People Too on their blogroll. How sweet is that? So in honor of their kindness I am going to buy a Stupid Vampire shirt from Annie and send it to Sista Youngblood. (Send me your address and size Sista Youngblood.)  I'm also going to start posting stuff on my sister site so the Youngbloods will have something to read. 

Thank you, Youngbloods.  You made my day!!!!!!! 

(Did you know the more exclamation marks you add, the more true something is?)