This is what you blog about when you can't think of anything good to blog about.

I WANT to blog. I actually made TIME for blogging today. It's just that nothing is coming to me. I started two different entries today and deleted them both since they were lame-o. So instead of writing another very profound and thought provoking piece I am sitting here eating a very nutritious lunch consisting of Top Ramen, Cadbury Mini Eggs, celery and Diet Dr. Pepper.

So let's dissect this exciting meal.

Top Ramen: I dunno, it just sounded good today. I haven't had it in...oh, 6 months but I still didn't have to read the directions. Making msg I mean ramen is like riding a bike. You'll never forget how, even after an extremely long time. Why is it that we remember stupid stuff like how to make ramen but can't remember to put out the garbage until we hear the truck down the street? The truck comes every single week! I'm so glad my brain stores such useful information.

Cadbury Mini Eggs: These things have been taunting me from the freezer since Easter. I hid them there hoping that I would forget about them. That worked for about 4 days, until I had to rummage around for a large bag of chicken breasts. I figured I wasn't doing myself any favors by keeping the Mini Eggs around. How can I eat healthy when there is such a cornucopia of food in my kitchen that is bad for me? I need to be rid of all chips, cookies and chocolate if I am going to have success at losing these last 15 pounds. And I can't throw stuff like that away. What kind of a wasteful person would that make me? So, you see, eating is really the best way to dispose of them.

Celery: I grabbed a ziploc of these when I grabbed the Mini Eggs. I thought if I included them in my lunch I would munch on them more than I would the Mini Eggs. This plan failed miserably. I first ate most of the bag of Mini Eggs, then ate a few celery sticks before going back to more Mini Eggs.


Diet Dr. Pepper: At least it is diet. The grocery store by the inlaw's house had 12-packs of soda 5 for $10. I went a little crazy and came home with 15 cases. I ignored the stares while standing in line to purchase them. When we got home I loaded them from my trunk as fast as I could so that the neighbors didn't see our soda addiction. Fifteen cases is a lot. I figure it is food storage. If a natural disaster occurs we may not have food, but we will be caffenated. You gotta have priorities.

And speaking of diet soda, the new Diet Berries and Cream Dr. Pepper is, in my opinion, not good. If anyone is in love with it, I've got an 11-pack in my garage with your name on it.

So yeah. Life right now isn't super-exciting and is only semi-blogworthy. But, here is the latest: My kids have decided they don't like each other. A-boy hurled his sippy cup at Mini-Man today and smacked him on the melon. That took a while for Mini-Man to recover from. A-boy takes his toys, just to take them. Mini-Man has started to cry whenever A-boy is around, so that's fun. He is also 9 months old and still not crawling. And instead of TRYING to crawl he lays on the floor like an upside down beetle, wriggling all of his appendages and screeching like a wee schoolgirl.

Speaking of screeching, I am hearing it now. That would be my cue that this blog is finished. Naptime is over.