Tuesday…quite possibly the most boring day of the week.


I’m feeling kinda blah, or as we like to say in blogland, meh. It could be a number of factors contributing to my meh-ness and since I have nothing better to write about, please humor me whilst I list them all here, one by friggin one.

1) It’s my Lady Time. I decided that I don’t like the terms TOM or Aunt Flo. Lady Time sounds much more civilized don’t you think? Also it sounds kinda like something your old Southern Aunt Sally would say: “Don’t mind me, Sugah, I’m just sufferin’ from my Lady Time.”  It makes me giggle every time I say it, and really, couldn’t we all use something to giggle about during our Lady Time?  heehee!

2) I’ve been on iChange and kickin ass for one whole day and guess how much weight I lost?! NONE! Big Fat Zero Zilch! I mean, come on! I’ve been doing this a whole day and I didn’t lose anything?  I’m just feeling pretty indignant at ole Mary Lou right now, even thought it’s really not her fault. It’s Lady Time’s fault.  heehee!

3) It’s Tuesday. I don’t like Tuesdays. I HATE Mondays, but Tuesdays are so boring that I can’t even muster up any emotion at all for them. They’re just kind of…meh.

4) I’ve got a ton of work to do here at work, so my play time is limited. And my home computer is in the computer hospital having some tests run. We’re hoping for a good diagnosis. We should know in a couple of days. I’ll let you know because I’m sure you will be tingly with anticipation.  Okay, tingly with anticipation makes me giggle too. Why yes, I am a 12 year old boy, why do you ask?

5) Oh, the point of telling you that my home computer is sick is that I can’t blog or anything at home. Which sucks because I like blogging from home. And looking up things I don’t need on Craigslist. Seriously, Craigslist is like one big treasure hunt for me.  I have made it my mission in life to never buy anything new again – I will scour Craigslist until I find said item in excellent condition for a fraction of what I could buy it new. For example, my daughter’s bike, my son’s Nintendo DS, my new kitchen hutch (okay I didn’t actually buy this last one, but I want to, oh. how. I. want. to.)! I am the Queen of Craigslist.

6) Um…okay well I can’t think of anymore.

So yeah, there it is. And now please look away while I write a private letter to Chapstick:

Dear Chapstick,

I love you. No, really, I do. You comfort me with your smooth balminess and you make my lips feel quenched and supple. When my lips are dry as the Sahara and rough as sandpaper, you swoop in and save the day.  You, oh Classic Formula, make me happy.  I enjoy your cousin, Cherry Chapstick, as well, but you my darling, are by far my favorite. And you go above and beyond the call – you also make my lipstick stay on longer.  You take such good care of me and how do I repay you? I carelessly toss you into the deep, dark recesses of my purse  and only remember you when my lips thirst for your comfort. Please forgive me for my selfishness, and continue to do the work you were born to do.

All my love,

Jill ♥

8 thoughts on “Tuesday…quite possibly the most boring day of the week.

  1. I’m so glad I’m not the only person who thinks Tuesdays are the worst day of the week…. I have an entire theory about it, but people really seem to think Monday is worse (of course not- you have catching up from the weekend to do and all the work you pushed off on Friday that you’re yet to finish… am I right???).

  2. Craigslist, huh? I just haven’t fooled around with that at all. I might have to check it out. In the meantime, I am going to check with Vickie (blogger) about buying expensive bras on Ebay. She mentioned it a while ago. And the last time I went bra shopping, I opted for the ones that were one third the price of the ones that I like. And that is exactly what I got–bras that do one third the work they are supposed to do…

    Lady Time–love it, especially when it is always followed by a tee hee! It reminds me of that hilarious episode of Everybody Loves Raymond about ‘Ladies Days.’

  3. I always get a good laugh from your blog. Sorry you’re bored, hope things pick up in a good way, and I enjoyed your love letter to Chapstick. I refer to it as “Uncle George” as in the relative who arrives with Aunt Flo, I guess. Picked it up from my roommate in college and that was how many years ago?

    1. My college roommate used to call it MRC, as in Martha Rotten Crotch. She said that’s what her grandmother used to call it when she was a girl!! I can’t use that though, because my MIL’s name is Martha. That would just be awkward. 🙂

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