It's not a tumor!

So lately I've been getting the most hideous headaches throughout the day. It's really been an all day thing, I wake up with one and most likely I go to sleep with one. I am thinking maybe it's SARS or something equally hideous. Wouldn't that just be the perfect topping to my horribly hideous week?

Ok enough pity parties... I don't have any new pictures of me and the mustache, I'll have to bring the camera into work this week.

Two Words.

Final Countdown.

If you don't know the song, listen to it. If you watch Arrested Development on Mondays... laugh your butt off when you think of GOB doing magic.

Learn it. Live it. Love it.

You Don't Say....

I kind of look like Will Ferrell in Anchor Man. Sexy.

GO VOTE!

It's that time of the year when you can exercise your freedom of decision making- make your voice heard!

http://kittenwar.com/

Sugar... oh sugar sugar...

I think I've had too many cookies today. Can't blame a girl for finding a box of discounted Halloween cookies at Thriftway. I think I've eaten two bats and a pumpkin. They are divine. Judge me not. I know you had that Snickers for breakfast the other day...

Speaking of which, I am determined to cut off the Twix. I have two mini-Twix left at my desk (I ate the third one for breakfast) and once they are gone, they are GONE. The detox shall begin.

Halloween was so much fun, I got to wear a fake mustache and hang out with my nieces. I think the mustache is quite fetching, if only it didn't make me sneeze all the time. I could wear one for each day of the week! You'll notice in one of the pictures Emily is not wanting to let go of the pumpkin bucket. She's pretty strong for a two year old, just you watch, she's going to be on the next version of American Gladiator.

I finally ran in my first race this weekend- the Dawg Dash. Too bad I got passed by a little fluff ball dog and a 5 year old. What the hell. I'm an adult! I'm SUPPOSED to win. I'm going to stick with it, keep training and keep running. It's been good for me. We'll meet again 5 year old, then I will leave you in my super-sonic dust! Oh yes, we'll meet again.