grammys – Stumbling Through Life

After what seemed like the world’s longest week last week, this one seems to be going a little quicker. Of course, still no snow but I’m not bitter.

While watching the Preds play Sunday night I kept tabs on the Grammys by reading my news feed on Facebook, a special shout out to Son and her sister for entertaining commentary
I will go ahead and admit that I have been trying to sniff out Girl Scout cookies the past couple of weeks, as of today, I now have 12 boxes ordered.
I blame Allan. . .
Originally I had ordered just two boxes since I tend to shove the whole box down my throat in under 30 minutes
This isn’t going to be pretty
This football obsessed girl is really starting to understand hockey, this could get interesting
I am finally getting to go to a game this Thursday, it has been way too long
Best Valentine’s Day date ever. . .gumbo, hot dogs, cocktails and a cute boy
Loved, loved, loved Kelly Clarkson’s performance Sunday
Still scratching my head at John Mayer’s getup but then again I still think he is a schmuck
I learned yesterday that Magnolia Bakery now ships, be still my beating heart
Now if I could get Lombardi’s pizza here
In the category of first world problems, I dropped my bracelet off at Tiffany’s to be fixed. Currently it is hanging out in NYC getting repaired and will not return to BNA until the 26th
Why does it seem like my jewelry gets more trips to NYC than I do?
Stace’s FB status update about laughing in her sleep and wanting water last night was great, her hubby has video and I cannot wait to see it
I am being schooled on all things Vegas by Allan
I am currently preparing to leave bread crumbs while there so I can make it back to the room
My love for Loveless Cafe’s biscuits was rekindled this past weekend. . .so good

With all this talk of food, the temptation to run out and get something yummy is strong but I will be a good girl and just go to bed. My thighs will thank me for this. Guys, make sure you do a little something for your women. Sometimes a card or another simple token can go a long way. And I might not even wear black like I normally do. . . somebody smack me, I have entered the world of cheesiness.

The day when all things love is thrown in the face of every single, unattached person. . .perfect. Thankfully I have never really loved the holiday, wake me up when it is St. Patrick’s Day.

I would like to thank all the allergens that are out there right now cause this snotty nose thing is such a wonderful thing to deal with year round. I miss having seasonal allergies.
As a gift to myself, I purchased my first ever Groupon yesterday, a 90 minute massage for $39. I promptly used it tonight after I went to the gym.
This morning was one of those mornings that even getting out the door an extra 15 minutes early still only got me to the office five minutes early.
Dear Cupid, instead of love could you just hit all the bad drivers with some skills?
While I am sad to see the passing of Whitney Houston (I used to sing and dance to her music in the mirror) I had more of an emotional outburst when Tim Russert passed.
My friend Shy, used to say she hadn’t taken her happy, pretty me pills yet when I would stop by her cubicle to say good morning. I have taken to calling my meds just that.
Those happy pretty me pills also helped pack on the pounds over the past four and a half years, new doctor shared this with me. We have since decided on switching me to a different happy, pretty me pill that should help me with anxiety as well as possibly help me shed this weight.
My Facebook feed is stuffed to the gills with pictures of flowers, candy, sweet notes and even an engagement.
Wookie only sent me a card, silly cat, he should have sent some flowers too.
Purple Rain, a movie that I was forbidden to see when I was much, much younger was on VH1 Classic this weekend. Yep, I sat there and watched it. I forgot how much I liked all of his songs.
While some might think it is so lame to like someone as popular as Adele, I have to say, girlfriend has it going on, the voice, the music and those words. . . be still my heart. She can rip that bad boy a new one in no time flat, I applaud.
In just over a week’s time I will be heading up to DC and yes, the watching what I eat will have to be ignored because we have some fab restaurants lined up.