I know I’ve written a whole, whole bunch today, and most of it has been uninteresting.  I apologize.  I feel like I owe you more than that.  But there’s just not a whole lot of interesting going on in my life right now.

I mean, my nasal passages cleared.  That was a HUGE high for me.. not so much for you.  And yet.. I share.

I have an interview on Thursday morning for a position that would be a promotion.  It’s for an Executive Assistant position.  I felt stupid scheduling the interview because I’m all snotty and sneezy and could barely get through a few words without coughing.  Yes, let’s hire Typhoid Mary.  I’ll bet she’s LOADS of fun.

I’m going home and putting on flannel pj pants and a sweatshirt.  It sounds stupid, but I am REALLY looking forward to that.  And sleeping.  With my puppies.

While I’m droning on about things no one cares about, I’d like to thank my readers.  My readership has sky-rocketed over the past year, and I’d like to thank all of you who constantly refresh my pages or check in with me throughout the day, or just sit there at work and constantly hit my site.  You make my life worth living.  It’s all for you, man!

You know, I’ve got this bottle of vodka sauce sitting at my house.. maybe tonight I give it another try?  Any hints, Steph or K?

The colder weather reminds me of our biological needs.  I write about it every fall and spring, because I feel somehow that it hits me harder than it hits “normal” people.

In fall, our bodies are biologically preparing for winter.  We tend to look for warmth, food, and companionship (to, eventually, propogate the species) before bedding down for the cold fronts ahead.  This is why you’ll find people pairing up that you normally would’ve NEVER matched up.. and why they’ll last until spring.

Ah, spring.  Spring is when we celebrate life because, well, hell.. we made it through the winter.  People just wanna pollenate some flowers, to plant their seeds, and to happily create more life.

But it’s fall.  And Sarah is ready to hibernate.  I feel cruddy, and I just wanna snuggle up by my fireplace with my Papa Bear and not leave the house.  But this stupid bills thing.. requires a stupid work thing.. damn evolution.

There are a few upshots to the winter.  There’s apple cider, hot chocolate, Christmas cookies, freshly baked rolls, and dare I forget.. cranberry sauce.  And a new year of the WildeChicks, with one guaranteed addition.

The fall really, really, REALLY makes me miss Delle.  We had so many traditions and it was always such a happy time in our house.  The great thing is that I have the WildeChicks, who are a fantastic group of women. 

I’m a little further into Little Earthquakes.  That’s probably why I’m so female-centric today.

But I want to say that.  I want to say that, growing up, I had only male friends.  I only had boys.  And boys are great, please don’t misunderstand.. I can hold my own with any walk of life now thanks to those boys.  But I never really had girlfriends.  And I think, now, that I missed out.

Steph, the original WildeChick, is so fantastic there almost aren’t words.  It amazes me how wise she is, mostly because she’s been there.  And probably the best part about her is that you can dance to the beat of your own drummer, and she’ll clap along and won’t judge.  And she teaches me dirty sign language so that I can embarrass her when I’m in front of a crowd.

Ronda is so much fun!  She’s as blunt as I wish any woman to be, and she will tell you like it is.  She’s also an incredible teacher, and I love how she’s unafraid to be original.  Did I mention she’s also a phenomenal choreographer?  She will have to dance at my wedding.. and I think I know the moves!  I can’t wait for Baby Aardvark to truly see how amazing her mom is.

Elaine.. Elaine is one of my 9/3 sisters.  It kinda creeps me out how much alike we are.  Virgos are naturally OCD, very linear in logic, and straight-shooters.  We love a bit too strongly and we think that we know the answers to everything.. and Elaine and I are almost textbook Virgos.  It never fails that every time we’re around eachother, some similarity will come up, and we just have to say, “It’s a 9/3 thing!”

These women keep me smiling every day.  We all email and laugh and the bond is there.  There’s a level of trust and security that is unequaled. 

As Oscar himself said, “I like persons better than principles, and I like persons with no principles better than anything else in the world.”

I am currently loving Campbell’s Soup at Hand.  They are perfect for lunch.  Just a little microwavable cup of minature goodness.  And the chicken with mini noodles is just what my throat needs today.  And, might I mention, that it only has 80 calories?  It’s perfect.  Every time I take a sip, I get chills.

I don’t feel well today.  I’m trying not to think about it, because I feel EXTREMELY cranky, and God forbid if you crush these fragile engineers.  The upside, though, is that my work ethic skyrockets when I’m under the weather.  I’d rather just sit and be busy than do nothing when I’m ill.  So I’m getting everything in order for the entire week.

I’m so ready for Thanksgiving.  I’m ready to sleep in for a few days.  I don’t know what the schedule is with The Boy and Bryan, but since I also have tech week that week.. blech.  Not “blech” to the show, but “blech” to holiday madness.  I just WASN’T feeling Halloween this year.  Not at all.  I can only hope that Christmas will be better.

I had four corndogs for dinner last night.  Yes, you read that correctly.. FOUR.  But they just tasted so good.

I hate those three days before payday.  It’s always then that you run out of good-tasting food, and you get sick and need medicine, or the dog eats your boots.  Always.  But suffering through those few days makes us stronger in the end, I suppose.

You know what I can’t wait for?  Shopping the day after Thanksgiving.  I rarely buy anything, but I love the adrenaline of it.  I love getting up outrageously early, dressing only enough to not be obscene and/or naked, and hitting the sales.  I think I bought two things last year.. if that.  But it was fun.

Okay, so maybe only I thought the Zip-It thing was cool.  I told Bryan about it and he just looked at me, like he was waiting for me to get to the cool part.  “No, that’s it,” I kept saying, “It’s JUST a zipper!  And it makes a purse!!” 

He didn’t see it.  So he won’t be getting one.

But he’s all about the Shark Cleaning system we saw this Sunday on an infomercial..