I've been uber lazy and overworked lately (who isn't right?!). So while I was very excited to start a blog, I quickly realized that my excitement dwindled when I went back to work after the holiday.
All I want to do when I get home from work is lie on the couch and watch mindless TV, more specifically Two and a Half Men. I literally can't wait to pause the DVR to read the witty vanity cards of Chuck Lorre, producer and head writer, which immediately follow the show. If you don't pause on it, you'll miss it, so check it out sometime (you're welcome Chuck). I also want my dinner to be filled with carbohydrates that will force me into a nice little pre-bedtime nappy-poo.
What is it about putting on your PJs at 8pm and settling into your favorite chair with your dinner plate full of chinese take-out placed precariously on your lap that makes you feel like your finally going to let go of the day's draining events? What ever happened to the dinner table? Does anyone know or remember where it's located in the house? I just don't know how my mother did it. She had a full time job as a nurse at the hospital and still she had us sit together at the dinner table for a prepared meal every night! Ugh...those were the days.
So, it wasn't until tonight that I felt like blogging. Again, I'm on holiday and I feel like I can breathe a little bit. So I'll take in another deep, relaxing breath and hit publish.
