What the Hell Wednesday ~Stiff neck, No job and some Golf

It's Wednesday. Aka: WineWednesday, Humpday, What the Hell Wednesday. When you're done here go visit Elle and Stacy and find some more great WTHW posts.

I woke up the other morning with stiff shoulders and neck. I blame it on too much sleep, What the Hell? I went to bed Sunday evening at 8:30 and didn't get up until 7 am Monday morning. So I was a little stiff from being in bed so long. I was trying to stretch it out and heard a pop. Hubster cracks his neck all the time and I joke that he's going to break something. About an hour after the "pop" my shoulder/clavicle felt like I broke something. Sharp pain whenever I moved. Fortunately some ibuprofen did the trick. I'd of felt pretty stupid if I was really injured after all the crap I've given Hubster over the years.

It's supposed to be warm the rest of the week and all next week for Spring Break. It may be time to get out the golf clubs and pick up some used golf balls and take the kids to an open field or the driving range . Boog got golf clubs last year and has only used them in the front and back yard. What the Hell? It may be a good way to burn some energy. Who knows, he may like it. I'm a little scared of the two of them swinging clubs but with some concrete rules we'll be okay, right?

Today is Hubster's last day of employment. What the Hell? He has an offer but is waiting for one more company (that he really wants to work for) to make a final decision. Fingers crossed it all works out. He'll be off the rest of this week and possibly some of next week too. The kids should enjoy that.

Puddin Pop had her final ballet class yesterday and they let the parents come in to take pictures. She was a ham. What the Hell? She usually listens pretty well but with me in the room she wanted to do anything but. You can see her in action here. It was all super cute and I took a ton of pics.

That's it for me this WTHW. Now go see the ladies at Blue Monkey Butt. Tell them I sent you.

Zits, Bacon and Spikey Poop

More Tuesday Random.

Head on over to The Un Mom (when you're done here, of course) and link up or find some other random.

I was a little apprehensive about my post yesterday. Do you ever post something and then wonder if you should un-link it from twitterfeed or networked blogs. I don't mind posting about my adult acne issues here, but do I really want all my relatives and high school friends reading about it? I actually came away from it better off as several people commented that they had the same issues. Looks like I'll be the guinea pig for the group. I'm checking into different home remedies and will post which acne treatment works best. I'm trying NOT to go go to a Dermatologist.

Why is bacon taking over the world? I opened my msn homepage and saw this...

Click on that cupcake and you'll find some even more bizarre bacon stuff. What did I miss? I see bacon everywhere I just missed the how and why of it's popularity. Anyone want to fill me in?

My 3 year old was using the bathroom yesterday and decided to tell me that sometimes she has spikey poop and it pokes her on the way out. She wanted answers as to why this happens. I couldn't stop laughing long enough to give her one. She asked me to leave her alone.

I joined a new blogger group. Jen from Redhead Ranting started Tribal Blogs and all the cool people are signing up. It's only been live for a week or so but I've already gotten help on tagging photos. I think this group is going to be fun and a great resource. Check it out.

That's all the random I've got this Tuesday. Now go and check out the others.

I'm Not Proud

Confession time.

If you are easily grossed out, stop reading now and come back tomorrow...or the next day.

I've mentioned before about having an acne problem. I'm over 40 people, I should be done with this. I never had a problem as a teenager and I think this is the Universe's way at getting back at me. I've tried everything, but, the biggest problem is me. I think it stems from my mother insisting I remove (squeeze) blackheads off her face. I did it religiously as a kid under the assumption that with her MS she couldn't do it herself. I have never had a blackhead as a result. I would never let it get that far. My hands are constantly on my face and any "bump" gets closely examined to insure it never turns black. Enough of the gorey details. You get the idea.

Every remedy I've used insists that keeping your hands off your face is the key. I need something beyond that because I've tried, I can't do it. I googled best acne treatments and came up with a couple home remedies that use oatmeal and egg whites (two separate remedies) and think I will try those next. I will keep you posted as to what works, if either. I know I can't be the only one.

If you have other suggestions I'm open. I've tried "real" meds like ProActiv with no luck. I'm more prone to cysts than zits so any help is welcome. What do you use?

Stop Celebrity Gossip.

Enough Already!

Why is Celebrity Gossip such big business?

I'm tired of hearing about all the cheating spouses, the drug overdoses, the partying habits and all the other bad choices celebrities make. Why do we care so much? Does it make us feel more human? Does it justify our bad choices? Can they shop for Paparazzi Insurance like we shop for cheap car insurance? I think it would only be fair. If they're in it for the money can't they be paid to report nothing?

I understand that these people put themselves in the spotlight by their choice of career, but can't we just enjoy their works? Why must we know every detail of their lives? I don't think it's fair and if we stop buying the magazines selling it, and stop watching the shows showing it, maybe it will all go away. It's just too much.

On the other hand, I love Reality TV. I like watching the "Nobodies" on Survivor and how they react to their situations. I LOVE helping find the next big music star on American Idol (although I never vote). I like watching people get lost and perform amazing stunts in Amazing Race, and I have been caught on a rainy afternoon taking in a re-run of Wife-Swap. Yes it's someone else's dirty laundry (literally) but they put it out there. That makes me feel normal. Not hearing about poor Sandra and her good-for-nothing hasband (hopefully).

What's your take?

Do you Schedule Chores?

Still frazzled from my trip to Raleigh. I hate coming home and seeing all the things I am behind on. My fridge needs cleaning and all the science experiments removed. Actually, I need to remove the leftovers before they become science experiments. I'm behind on laundry even though I did five loads while I was gone...for my brother who can't lift anything more than 5 pounds. I have to work all weekend and got nothing much accomplished today.

I'm thinking of developing a line of promotional calenders that have all the crap we hate to do printed right on them. Laundry, of course, would be listed 7 days a week. So would Happy Hour. The rest would be fill-it-ins. Dust_____, Vacuum_____, Clean_____, Mop_____. That way people could fill in exactly what they want to tackle each day. The beauty is, you can fill the blanks with "nothing" to ensure goal archival.

Anyone want to order one?

Not Fashion Savvy. Too Old to Start Now

Let me start by saying I'm not very fashion conscious. Never have been. I see something I like and that looks comfortable and I buy it and wear it. Even if nobody else would be caught dead in it. Just ask my High School chums. I've never cared. I'm also not a shoe person. I know. You're shocked. It's okay.

How are we supposed to keep up with trends anyway? In my book there are casual clothes and formal clothes. You can also sort by season. Winter clothes and Summer clothes. Now we have Islamic clothes and urban clothing. We also can find such categories (especially when one shops online) as Nightclub clothes and Trendy clothes. It's all too much.

I'm a simple person. I like it or I don't. I don't buy something because everyone else is wearing it, or drinking it, or using it. I also don't avoid things I like because others dislike it. I really should be that simple. Shouldn't it?

Feelings of Guilt

Do you ever just want to run away?

I'm having one of those days. Under appreciated and Fed-up. I'd like to do a New York job search just to go for a couple days and get away from the noise. I don't really want to live in NY, but a vacation, alone, might be nice...and Hubster keeps hinting about me getting a job.

It's no one's fault, really. I'm still feeling like dirt and screaming kids at 7:00 in the morning, coupled with Hubster upset because they woke him up is a little too much to bare right now. I'm supposed to be on my way to Raleigh to take care of my brother who was supposed to have surgery this morning. It got postponed to next week and I'm feeling a little anxious that I won't be able to help him out. Hubster took today and Monday off so I could go this week but now it's not happening. He can't take the days off next week so I'm kinda stuck. All this together has me a little short tempered and unsympathetic to the needs of my family. I'll shake it off.

I always end up feeling guilty when I'm short with the kids. Not that at times they don't bring it on themselves. I'm just usually such a laid back person that I know it must seem to come out of nowhere to them. What's good one day sends me over the edge on days like today. Should I try to hide my true emotions (as if I think before I explode)? Or is it good for them to see that Mommy has feelings too? Do I need to explain why I might be a little short tempered? I usually like to, to ease my guilt, after I've calmed back down and assessed the situation. How do you handle it?