I'm better now, thanks!

After spending all day yesterday
feeling weak and puny and sleeping
on and off the entire day,
I was able to go to the office today
and function.

For the most part.

That's progress, right?

I've got stomach flu

I didn't want to give y'all my germs, so I haven't been to anyone's blog.

I have, however, been to the bathroom.

A lot.

He owes me big time for this.....

My husband is here

for a week visiting his daughter.



While I remain here:

(and they even spelled "Hooterville" wrong!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

The post in which Pissy whines like a little girl

As y'all know (because I tell you every damn thing I do), I went back to work 3 weeks ago.

I throughly enjoy what I do and the attorney I work for. We share the same sense of humor, love of books, movies, music, Auburn, gossip websites and surfing the web. I DO need to get him off of MySpace and on to Facebook, but I'm working on that.

So being at work is like hanging out with your friend all day, while you answer the phones and prepare documents, do research, meet with clients, and use your limited Spanish to attempt to make yourself understood to the large number of immigration clients who come in on a regular basis.

Fun, right?

However, since the day I started, the office has been a construction zone. Renovations that should have taken a few days turned into three weeks (as they always do). I come home from work with tremendous headaches and body aches (from running all over the office in unaccustomed small heels looking 10 different places for one thing).

I cannot STAND disorganization.

I want things to be like this:

and instead they're a much larger version of this:

ARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHH!!!!!!

The worse part is that I feel like everything in my life is unorganized now.

I haven't worked out since I began the job. The days that I don't work, I'm catching up on stuff around the house...errands, etc.

I feel chubby and tired and I don't like it.

I know things will get better soon because the construction if FINALLY over. WOOT!

So now I need to get my life organized so that I can do all the things I want to do and used to do.

Not to mention that I start teaching Zumba on October 6th and haven't really "zumba-ed" much at all since the training.

No time and no energy.

Here's where y'all come in.

I KNOW lots of y'all are super organized people.

So help a sista out!

Below is a list of things I want-need- have to do.

Tell me how to make it work.

*Work at office 3 days a week from 9 to 5
*workout a minimum of 5 days a week
*teach 2 Zumba classes a week
(one on Monday nights and one on Thursday mornings)
*practice Zumba on my own to prepare for classes
*eat healthy
*Tan 3 or 4 times a week
*Blog
*Read my favorite magazines and the pile of books I have stacked up
*Watch my favorite TV shows

I'm sure there's more, but I'm late for a cardio class at the gym.

Thanks, guys!!!!!!

Prepare your eyes for a Clorax wash

Y'all know I'm all about being physically fit no matter what your age.

But then I see pictures like this and I wonder
if we've taken things too far.

I mean, I'm happy for #41 there on the right,
but I REALLY don't want to see
someone's Peepaw in a freakin' thong, for God's sake!

"Bodybuilder Ray Moon (R), who is turning 80 this year, competes in the Victorian Bodybuilding Championships in Melbourne September 14, 2008. Aged almost 80, Moon has overcome polio, open-heart surgery, prostate problems and financial ruin to become an Australian body building champion." Photo taken September 14, 2008. REUTERS/Mick Tsikas (AUSTRALIA)

Seriously. Ray?

You overcame ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL that shit to pose like this in your old age?!?!?

I SO didn't need to see an
80 year old ass cheek this early in the morning.

Or ever, for that matter.

Somebody get Peepaw a robe!!!

Sassy: This one's for you

Sassy One left this question in comments a couple of posts back:

"What in hell's tarnation is a "grit"?

Now y'all know....
I always strive to educate here at
The Southern Circle of Hell.

Remember back when I defined "cholo"
for you people?

What about the time I posted about the
joys of a small breasted woman
undergoing a mammogram?

and let's not forget
the time I did my "Action News Weather Girl"
stint of live reporting from the
tornado that hit Atlanta
WHILE I WAS THERE?!?!?

ahem....

Sorry....

Anyway,

Here's some information about grits from the good people at Quaker Oats

( I swear this isn't a "pay-per-post" post.)

and

For the more sophisticated palate.....there are dishes like

CREAMY GRITS CASSEROLE

(which I can personally vouch for)

Ingredients

• 1 1/4 cups uncooked regular grits
• 2 cups chicken broth
• 2 cups milk
• 1 teaspoon salt
• 1/4 teaspoon ground red pepper
• 1/2 cup butter, cut into cubes
• 1 (10-oz.) block sharp Cheddar cheese, shredded
• 1 (4-oz.) smoked Gouda cheese round, shredded
• 2 large eggs, lightly beaten

Preparation

1. Bring grits, chicken broth, and next 3 ingredients to a boil in a medium saucepan over medium-high heat; reduce heat to low, and simmer, stirring occasionally, 4 to 5 minutes or until thickened. Stir in butter and cheeses until melted.

2. Gradually stir about one-fourth of hot grits mixture into eggs; add egg mixture to remaining hot grits mixture, stirring constantly. Pour grits mixture into a lightly greased 2 1/2-qt. baking dish.

3. Bake at 350° for 35 to 40 minutes or until golden brown and bubbly around edges. Let stand 5 minutes before serving.

Sassy, hopes this answers your question!

Crisis averted

Y'all! My favorite black bra was M.I.A. for TWO days!

Oh, the horror!

I had to resort to wearing a not-so-loved black lace one under my
new black Max Studio dress (thanks, D) to work yesterday.

I worried all day that I was "nipply"

Gals, y'all know what I mean.

So....

On the off chance that this tragedy occurs again,
I've ordered this baby.....

What do y'all think?

Too much?