Slightly Crazy, Party of One?

Hi All!

Do you ever feel just a bit . . . "off center?" A little whacked. A tiny bit nutso? A tad off kilter?

Well, join the club!

Now, I have always admitted that I was far, far from "normal," whatever that might be but, crazy. Not so much. Until recently. These days I think that my "not normal" might be slipping just a bit into the "crazy" realm. I am not too certain just what I think about that.

For example. It must be crazy to make three different kinds of truffles (white chocolate, milk chocolate, and dark chocolate), fudge, and buckeyes (for those of you who don't know this is a peanut butter and chocolate candy) all in one morning to take to class instead of studying for the final. It also must be crazy to sign up for not one, not two, but THREE classes for next semester, each of which has a 20 hour requirement in the lab. That means I will need to spend 60 hours in the lab next semester. No - I can't overlap hours!

So - what do you think? Should I start looking into reservations at the asylum?
***Editor's note: This post in NO WAY is intended to poke fun at the mentally ill. The writer of this blog completely understands that mental illness is a serious problem and is no trying to make light of the plight of many wonderful people.

Last night Hubby and I went to his office Christmas Party. This is the second year that there has actually been a party after a hiatus of several years. Everyone gathers and eats Mexican food catered by On The Border and then we play Bunco. Door prizes are given out periodically during the game and then prizes for winning the most and least games and the most Buncos. Neither Hubby nor myself won anything but we did have fun.

Many people commented on my voice. Last year I attended the party with my faithful companion, Spike the Spokeman (a personal amplification system aka a microphone!) strapped to my arm. This year - no amplification and I could be heard just fine. I think I may have over done the talking and laughing as my throat feels a bit wonky this morning but . . .Wait! I need to massage!

Okay - I am back. Whew! I almost forgot to get in my morning massage! Unfortunately, I did forget yesterday and only got in two sessions - one on the way to the party and one of the way home!

Okay now I am doing my inhale "e" routine. . .

That and the added distraction of a kitten on my lap purring his heart out made me pause for a bit.

Skor is back - I guess he will be co-writing this blog with me today. He keeps licking the keyboard. Interesting. . .

Wait - where was I? Oh, the party. It was fun and I think Hubby enjoyed it too. He never really reveals his feelings about these kinds of things but . . . I think he had fun since we were among the last to leave. I was happy that pretty much all of the candy I took (half of the candy I made to take to class) was gone. I must say that the Buckeyes were the favorite - I don't think they lasted for more than 30 minutes after I arrived!

We didn't get home until about 11:45 last night and then decided to feed the kitties in an attempt to keep them from waking us (that should really be ME) up at 4 in the morning. It meant that we didn't get to bed until about 12:30 but it did work - sort of. I got woken up at about 6. Two more hours than normal!

*sigh* That is life with kitties, I guess!

Trisha

Voice Update: Well, I already sort of told you. I didn't do my exercises like I should yesterday (and will be flogged later this afternoon) and over did it a bit talking (again - there will be more flogging). I am getting back on the horse (so to speak) today and have already done one session of massage and inhale "e's." I think I will do an extra session or two today to make up for yesterday.