Adventures with Dr. Lady Cutie Troublemaker

I think that just now, I am coming to a real understanding of the first step:

We admitted we were powerless over cheese dip – that our lives had become unmanageable.

Ugh. El Nortena tonight with “the Indians” (that’s Nanu, Poornima, and Sunitha). Man, they crack me up. Good times. Although my refusal to eat cheese dip in moderation has once again made for a bit of an uncomfortable night. WHY… WHYYYYYY?! Seriously, I have no power when it comes to their cheese dip. It’s just too damn good. And I’m lactose intolerant. Yes, I took two Ultra-Lactaids before eating it, but it just isn’t ever enough. But it’s so good. Sooooo very gooooooood. Sweet manna from heaven. Nectar of the gods. Mmmmmmmm. I’m drooling just thinking about it! 

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What happens when Jeep wakes me up at 6am for no reason at all? I end up finding cool stuff like this online. OK. Check it out. There was this Photoshop contest where people put new products into vintage ads. I’ve posted a couple of really good ones here, but look at them all. It takes a while to load, but there are some really amazing ones. 

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Do I look tired? I *feel* tired. This is me, today, exhausted, puffy eyes, chapped nose, having a happy moment. 

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I’m in my study, boxes all around me, although the center of the floor is finally cleared out. Jeep and Maggie are going nuts because of a Blue Jay on the deck. Jeep has been a little happier. All the pre-yard sale hubbub and the vet was more than she could bear. I gave her the anti-depressant for one day, a day she spent napping and wobbly-legged. I didn’t give it to her again, and she seems fine. It’s like she just gets so very wound up that she just needs one day of forced chilling, and she’s back to normal.

My Mozilla Firelemur just became Mozilla Firekoala, which was fun. I’m also plotting my next packing challenge, and I’m trying to figure out how long I can go without going back into the attic.

I’ve been having terrible eye problems lately, and they seem to worsen whenever I enter dusty places like my parents’ basement or my pull-down attic. It starts with itchy eye from allergies. Then there’s the rubbing of said eyes while I sleep. Then they itch during the day, so I put drops in them, but the drops give me a bit of a skin condition around my eye skin. This is such an Abby-type problem. Oh, to have resilient skin and a resilient constitution. What I wouldn’t give! Instead, it’s this Princess and the Pea shit every damn time! 

I will now say goodbye using my spiffy Mozilla Superphoenix browser. This is the life!

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Oh I’m so very excited. I’ve found a copy of the Doctor Bronner’s soap label online. You don’t think this is interesting? You clearly haven’t seen the soap label! There are refs to God, Spaceship Earth, Socialism, Jesus, Hillel, Einstein, miracle cures, life-changing hygiene… oh it’s so much fun! If you had trouble reading from the label, try this page instead. In high school, my friend Lesley and I used to always say, “Dilute! Dilute! OK!” and “Eat hunza type food.” Man, those were the days.

On a somewhat related yet somewhat unrelated note, if you like the Dr. Bronner’s Soap label, you’ll LOVE this diner menu. Look at it. It’s really insane! 

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