I'm Hungry

and Pinterest isn't helping! I missed breakfast this morning because didn't realize that tonight's dinner plan was to make game hens in the crockpot until 6:42 this morning as I was putting the milk back in the fridge and saw the hens, all thawed out and waiting to be potted. So I dumped my cereal down the drain and threw together what I am sure will not be my most spectacular meal ever. Although, I did get all the ingredients into the pot. So that fiasco made me 5 minutes late to leave the house, which meant that I dropped my hubby off at work 5 mintues later than I normally do, but I still had time to make a Mickey D's run. Until an enormous contruction vehicle pulled into the road in front of me, blocking my lane and the passing lane and moved forward so unbelievably slowly. I think I saw a snail sludge past me. Seriously. By the time the monstrosity has gotten out of the way, I only had 3 minutes to make it to work on time and that's the story of how I missed breakfast.

Unfortunately, when I got to work, I logged onto Pinterest and started looking at all the new recipes that had been posted since yesterday. I think my stomach is going to turn itself inside out over some of those pictures I saw. Namely, this one:

Seriously? How can you look at that on a day that you missed breakfast and not drool all over your keyboard?

*sigh*

In other news, we're doing Secret Santa at work and the other day, I walked up to the person I drew and said, "Did you get anything good?" The person sighed and said, "I got another soda and more candy. My Secret Santa is trying to make me fat!" Facepalm. I should've known better than to ask.

My Christmas tree only has a string of cranberries around the top 2 layers because the string I made wasn't long enough, and I don't have enough cranberries to make a string long enough to go around the bottom of the tree and I keep forgetting to buy them when I go to the store.

Yesterday, I told a kid that I wasn't going to send him back to class unless he lit something on fire. He promptly got out of his chair and started to fiddle with the printer. I also told a class of second grader's about "pinch, punch, first day of the month!". And now their teacher is telling me that they're pinching and punching each other. I'm just going to stop talking to these kids before I give them any more dangerous ideas.

I've been writing this post over the last hour, in between helping kids do stuff on the computer and my mind had gotten off of the fact that I missed breakfast. Then I sat down to finish the post and I saw the picture of the eggs and bacon baked in the potato and I got hungry all over again. I have decided that Pinterest is self-defeating. And yet, I will be going back there as soon as I post this. I just can't stay away.

Have a great weekend!

Rip Van Winkle

Have you ever heard the story of Rip Van Winkle? If not, I'll recap for you: he slept for twenty years. (There's more to the story than that, but that's the part on which I want to focus.)

I kinda feel like Rip Van Allison. The last few months have been ridiculous. I stopped blogging in September because I forgot to take some photos for my 30-day photography challenge and didn't want to blog again until I caught up. Needless to say, I didn't catch up. Then October came, and with it, a visit to the doctor and a diagnosis of severe depression. Like, really severe. They wanted to send me to an inpatient facility. Which I refused. But I did start taking an anti-depressant and seeing a counsellor. Then I discovered Pinterest. And a game on Facebook called Gardens of Time. And all the energy I was spending on blogging was suddenly being spent on my scroll button as I gazed longingly at the houses I will never have, the crafts I will never do, and the food that I have already begun to make.

And that's about all you've missed (if you missed anything) in the life of me. I did host my first Thanksgiving gathering at our apartment. I found a fantastic recipe for a whole turkey breast, which I really want to make again. Ooh! And I finally decorated our apartment! I put pictures in the frames and hung them on the wall. I dragged my best friend to Hobby Lobby, Goodwill and Garden Ridge to help me pick out throw pillows and a mirror for the wall. We bought a Christmas tree and it's almost all decorated and our apartment is really looking like a woman lives there now. (It certainly took me long enough.)

And in case you were wondering, the anti-depressants are working fantastically and I am feeling MUCH more like myself. But be warned, because happy Allison whistles and makes REALLY dumb jokes (put your pointer finger horizontally under your nose and go tell your spouse that you "mustache" them a question.") and sings ALL the time.

And just because I wanted to use the word "and" again, I need to tell you that the Jim Brickman Holiday station on Pandora is WONDERFUL instrumental Christmas music. It is making my stressful school day so much calmer.

I don't know how much I will be blogging in the future, but I'll try not to disappear again. I can't wait to catch up on all the blogs I missed, I hope that your lives are more exciting than mine! :-)