I must apologize, I have a lot to say, but I am in so much pain from my allergies that I can’t concentrate. I have been sneezing my head off, rubbing my eyes and being basically miserable.

The only bright spot in my day, I got to celebrate Miss A’s THIRD birthday! It was me, SDL, of course! CKM and Miss A’s Auntie E! We went out for dinner and she looked the part, all frills and fluff.

We ate, we laughed, we walked, we ate cake!

And now, all I want to do is close my eyes. And I have decided to not leave the house unless absolutely necessary!

Thank you to Miss A for having a birthday and to SDL for letting me be a part of your lives to celebrate each day!

A double edged sword.

My favorite season is fall, yes, I know what I titled this post, you’ll see why in a minute. I love the colors when the leaves change, I love the breezes and the wind and how crisp the air feels, when its close to winter. My birthday is in the fall, just w coincidence. I love dropping the top on the car and being comfortable, maybe it’s a little chilly so I have to roll up the windows, wear a scarf and sweater, crank the heat and seat warmers and go, yes, bundle up,but keep the top down, what?

Not a fan of summer because I don’t like sweating for no reason if I’m just sitting or standing still. When the thermostat gets to 90, the top goes up, A/C goes on and I have to sit on a towel because I sweat and stick to the seats, not a fan of leather seats in the summer. I’m waiting for seat coolers! I know they have them, VW does not.

Winter is ok, except it brings cold and flu season. Luckily in the south, winter doesn’t last too long and Spring is just around the corner. See, told you I’d bring it back around.

Ok, so to my point, Spring is a double edged sword. It’s funny, in the summer, everyone complains its too hot, can’t wait for Summer, then it’s Summer and they want Winter back. I saw a post on Facebook “I’m ready for Summer, but I don’t miss Mosquitos”.

Winter brings cold and flu as I mentioned, but it’s to be expected, Spring, on the other hand, brings good and bad. Mother Nature isn’t sure of what she’s doing sometimes, but she does have some things right. The trees are in bloom, the flowers are blossoming, the grass is growing and don’t you love the smell of freshly mowed grass? That’s beautiful, but…on the flip side, the trees are I bloom, the flowers are blossoming, the grass is growing and..the pollen is falling!

The pollen is so bad, sometimes you can’t tell what color a car is, they’re all yellow/green! It’s funny to go to the parking lots at the airport when the pollen count is high and ick when it rains, yellow rivers everywhere! When we picked up our cars after the color run, CKM said it looks like they were in their own color race!

They say that if you don’t have allergies before you move to Atlanta, just wait, you will and guess what, they were right. I now have allergies and they have moved in where my cold left off. I am sneezing like crazy, need to keep a tissue box at the ready at all time, my eyes are watery and dry all at the same time, my nose won’t stop running and do I keep the top up on the car? What do you think?

I have tried so many different allergy remedies, over the counter, homeopathic, you name it, I’ve tried it. And if you think I haven’t, please leave me a comment! How sad is it that during the spring and summer we get excited by rain, no pollen, no sneezing! Heaven!

So, spring is a double edged sword. It’s beautiful and wonderful and comfortable and makes people happy to be alive and it can bring misery and suffering to those of us who suffer from allergies.

We get a daily pollen count for Georgia every day, I don’t know what it’s like in other stats, but it’s bad here! This link gives you an idea of what it’s like in Georgia…high high high!
https://www.google.com/search?q=pollen+count+in+ga&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&hl=en&client=safari

This link explains just what pollen count is:
http://www1.csbsju.edu/pollen/methodsprocedures/count_significance.htm

I wish you a very happy spr….school

Can be addicting. Can be fun. Can be informative. Can be annoying. Can be addictive. Can be rewarding. It can also be the only place you find stuff out and sometimes that’s just not right.

Facebook is an amazing tool in its own right, we connect with people we haven’t seen in years, people from high school, grade school, summer camp. If it wasn’t for Facebook, there wouldn’t have been a ….high school reunion. No, I’m not telling you which one, then you’ll know how old I am and where would the mystery be?

I’ve reconnected with people I don’t think I would have ever seen or heard from again, I’ve learned about weddings, bar and bat mitzvahs, births, deaths, adoptions, pets, families, dirty laundry, some things I want to know and probably a whole lot I didn’t.

I feel bad if someone invites me to an event, only on Facebook because if I’m not on there very often, I might miss it and then I feel really bad. I don’t like it when people send me emails via Facebook when they have my personal email address, only because I don’t go on there all the time and I miss that too. I don’t like finding out about something when everyone else knows because they saw it on Facebook.

I’ll be honest, I want to know your accomplishments, I want to know if you need encouragement or a hug, even a virtual one, I want to support you in your endeavors, fundraising, sporting event, but I don’t want to know what that you have a headache, I’m sorry you don’t feel well, but if you don’t feel well, you should be in bed, of course, if you’re not feeling well, maybe Facebook occupies your mind and you don’t feel as bad, or what you had for breakfast, unless it was the most amazing thing ever and you made it yourself and you want to share.

I do know that sometimes there is TMI (too much information) shared and things that I have a feeling the person who posted might regret later. Employers and divorce lawyers look at Facebook, I’ve heard those horror stories.

I am very aware when I am posting something, sometimes I just post, but there are times I really think about what I am putting “in writing” so to speak. Anyone who knows me knows I would never say anything inappropriate or liable and I was shocked when someone accused me of just that. We had recently ended a relationship and I have feeling he was saying those things for the benefit of his new love interest, but I can honestly say there has never been anything I have posted I was embarrassed about or regretted later. I blocked him.

That’s another thing, you can unfriend and block people, isn’t that amazing? You don’t want to see someone or have them see your posts, just block them! You could block people from your cell phone, what’s next?
I received a friend request from someone I didn’t even know had unfriended me! And then there are the requests from people I don’t know, really?

I believe in the freedom and right to express yourself, but sometimes, there are something’s that should be kept inside (inside voice), like dropping the f-bomb in your post. I just don’t comment, if you’re comfortable, then more power to ya!

I love having an outlet for my blog, I post and it automatically updates Facebook and Twitter, I know there are some people who would never see my blog, if not for one of those outlets.

I do like seeing photos of my friends, my friends kids, my family, their pets, family milestones and happy events. I like to share my happy happies when they happen, or shortly thereafter. I love sharing my events, triumphs, photos, praising my friends and family. I love that we have the opportunity to say Happy Birthday to a friend and let the world see it, we wouldn’t know about half of these birthdays if we didn’t have Facebook and how great does it feel to see all those posts when it’s your birthday?

I will say that when I post pictures, if they are of travel, I wait until after I get home, I get woogie if people know I’m not home, the experience won’t lessen if I don’t let everyone know what I’m doing at that particular moment.

But, as I mentioned above, Facebook can be addictive! Aside from the games, thank you for not making me play FarmVille! (The only game I played was Tetris). I tried to tell people I don’t want to play any of those games, a friend made me play pet society (think that’s what it was called) and I probably killed my pet, I just didn’t find it as entertaining as everyone else. Did you see that one funny post: Liam Neesan was on the phone (a shot out of Taken) and he says, “I don’t know who you are, but if you send me another FarmVille request, I will find you and kill you!”

You say, ok, I’m just going to get on and check my inbox and my page, maybe one or two from the newsfeed and 3hours later, you’ve checked posts, watched videos and you have no idea where the time went! How many posts do you see…I just got on here for a minute and…

Back over the summer, I was on vacation with my family and I didn’t have time to get on Facebook and took a hiatus, it was great! That week turned into two, then three, people were starting to worry about me, but honestly folks, it was liberating!!! I didn’t miss it and I didn’t feel bad, well a little that I wasn’t checking out birthdays, but aside from that, not a blip on my radar. How many people do yo know that have decided to take a break and post it? I had a friend who gave up Facebook for lent, imagine that!

Wow, I don’t think I’ve rambled like this in a long while, thank you for letting me ramble on about Facebook, I know there’s more I want to say, but if I haven’t lost you by now, I don’t want to completely alienate you, that will just be an after thought. Maybe I’ll blog about it later!

I started to title this, When The Impulse Strikes, that’s the phrase, isn’t it?

Isn’t it interesting how and when things pop into your head. Sometime it’s logical, sometimes it’s random, sometimes it’s at the most inappropriate times, like something funny when you’re at a funeral, or when you’re reading to your six year old niece and she says something that reminds you and your dad of a dirty joke you told him!

And sometimes, as many of mine are, it’s like the dog, Bob, in the movie “Up”. “Hi, I’m Bob, I’m programmed for…squirrel!” I do that all the time!

Please tell me I’m not alone in this!

Ever have a thought, express it and then think of something else later?

I do that all the time, especially with this blog. I finish a thought, sometimes I’m sure you don’t think I could have any more to say, yeah right! And then I remember something else I want to say, could have said, could have said differently. Half the time it’s right after I post, the rest…the next day. I’m sure I’ll do that tomorrow as well.

I keep wanting to go back and change the last posting or add to it, but that wouldn’t be true to this blog, now would it.

And I know that tomorrow will be no different, mostly because I think I have a cold and my brain has turned to mush. I took some cold medicine earlier, it almost knocked me out and then I take some tonight and guess what, not sleepy. A cold when it’s getting warmer out, really? That is the worst! I get when it’s cold, winter then yes, have a cold, but when spring is here? And I think my allergies kicked in, you there too?

DCM has a sinus infection right now and even though we’re about 1500 miles apart, we’re both sick? What are the odds? What do they say about families that get sick together?

Ok, more meds, lets hope these kick in!

Yes, PB&J, you aren’t confused, I am writing about peanut butter and jelly and I la la la love it!

As a kid, one of my favorite meals was a PB&J on toasted white bread with a glass of ice cold strawberry milk..o m g. Ok, I’ll admit, I still love PB&J, doesn’t always have to be on toasted white bread, just as long as there is peanut butter and there is jam. I prefer creamy peanut butter and strawberry jam (hey, I named to cats Peanut and her sister, Butter). As long as its not jelly, too runny and I don’t like the consistency, I like to taste the fruit.

For a long time, I couldn’t have milk, then I was diagnosed with lactose intolerance and that first glass of milk, like manna from the heavens! let alone strawberry, wow! At Walmart, I found these straws, filled with flavored beads, they have strawberry, chocolate and banana!

There are days, when I can’t get enough PB&J, sandwich for breakfast, one for lunch, maybe one for dinner, it’s ok. I know peanut butter isn’t kosher, but sometimes PB&J on matza, remember…we have to find creative ways to eat matza.

Don’t get me wrong, I even love PB and banana! Wow! There is a sandwich at a Which Wich, the sandwich shoppe, called The Elviswich…it has peanut butter, bananas and honey and its toasted! (They started adding bacon, no thanks). This is comfort food to the max! But, no matter how good that is and how much better it probably is for me, give me a PB&J and I am a happy girl!

The reason I am inspired by PB&J is that Planet Smoothie has a smoothie, go figure, PB&J. It has ice cream, peanut butter, strawberries and milk. I get it without the milk and sometimes I’m ok with the Ice cream, sometimes not..It’s one of my treats that I don’t get to have very often because there is no Planet Smoothie near me, but…there is one near the office and when I have to go in, I know I’m going to go to Planet Smoothie and get a PB&J, wahoo! Almost makes the commute worth it (for about an hour!)

I went into the office today and the smoothie helped after the 1.5 hour commute and guess what, I am going to be in the office for the rest of the week, you know what that means! Maybe I’m close to my 10th smoothie..look out freebie!

Gotta get to sleep so I can get up and get my smoothie! I don’t care if its lame, it’s my life and my life is sweet, like strawberry jam! (Yeah, I went there!)

Well played April 1st, well played. Where does the tradition of April Fools day come from? I may have misunderstood Wikipedia, but, I didn’t see an exact explanation, just how it’s celebrated around the world, imagine that! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/April_Fools’_Day

I’ve never been very good at April Fools pranks, some of them can be quite cruel and some can be quite funny.

Tonight, there are so many things n Facebook, so and so is engaged, my friend JCT posted that she and moving and was going to schedule a moving party. I wouldn’t haven doubted her because her current contract is in Boston and she said she got a full time offer and was moving! Well played JCT.

I stopped listening to a particular radio station in Atlanta years ago because of a April fools prank. 99X had a producer, Leslie Framm. The joke was that they were going to start streaming live and she was too ugly for viewing. I college, they always said radio was the TV for ugly people.

There were some people who didn’t realize it was a joke and they were outraged, calling into the station, Leslie stayed out sick that day (all part of it). I guess it was clever, but for some reason, even though I knew it was a joke, it bothered me and I until 99x went off the air, I never listened to the station, again.

I hope if you played a prank or a joke, I hope no animals were harmed in the making of r prank.

US Weekly is utter tosh!

I got an offer for six magazine subscriptions for $12, not a bad deal. I got a running, fitness, health, prevention, travel subscriptions and US Weekly.

I like People magazine…when someone has a copy, it’s a bit of a guilty pleasure, I can always count on my sister to have at least one copy with her when we go on vacation. So when this offer came up, I thought US Weekly would be like People and there would be articles about everyday people besides the celebrity stuff. (And now I am sharing the magazine with my sister, she gets the ones I’ve already read, ain’t I sweet?)

Boy, was I wrong! It’s pictures of famous people in clothes that I could never afford (dresses that cost more than most people make in a month, kids clothes in the same boat) and who wore it better (who cares?). The articles they have are on things most people don’t care about or could never relate to.

I totally get that people are fascinated, otherwise these magazine wouldn’t sell, but I just have a hard time with this over privileged person having trouble with things I could never relate to or why people care that a star gets coffee or ties a shoe just like we do. I know I’m going on a tear, but I’m inspired to tear tonight. Do I really care that so and so cheated first or so and so left “Housewives of …” Because someone called her a name? (I’m glad I didn’t pay more than $2 for the subscription!)

One thing I can tell you is, as much tosh I think this magazine is, I can’t finish it before another arrives, it really is weekly! Wow!