Diary of a Mad Potter

I'm writing this as I wait for my pumpkins to cool enough for me to put them in the food processor and puree them. Wooohoooo...I love fall! This year I had SIX sugar pumpkins to bake, a new record. I bought two myself and got six from the girls at work (the pumpkins we painted and put on our desks for Halloween decoration). This is gonna be a lot of freakin pumpkin.

I am also going to attempt to go refined sugar free after Turkey-Day. I am also thinking of stopping the poultry eating thing as well. After all, the reason I began is no longer and it was a dumb reason to change anyway.

Relationships all around me are weird. I have a seriously dented friendship I really need to patch up...and another friend who seriously worries me. Then there's the ME relationships where I wonder if I'll ever find someone I'm comfortable with who is comfortable with me. I think that's what turns me into a potential car-wreck relationship girl. I'm so clearly wary and uncomfortable of any potential new relationship that I throw the whole thing off.

Anyway...back to the friendships. I'm taking the bull by the horns with the first one and just trying to get it all straghtened out by doing the "cards on the table" scenario. Too much supposing and second guessing going on and it needs to just be CLEAR. The other person needs to just figure out what the hell he's doing. He also needs to stop being a Yenta before I slap him silly...but that's another story.

Time to mush the punkins....Later 'gators!

Ok, so I'm going to try REALLY hard to do this. I know that I need to do this, to write and exercise that muscle before it dries up and falls off. Good luck with that.

I have -5 minutes of my lunch break left right now, and I should be getting back to calling people and reminding them to pay their bills...or calling people who have invented new cities and telling them that their rental is in Key Biscayne, NOT Miami. Procrastination is fun.

I've been a bit bummed lately. The few friends I've managed to make while living down here have seemed to magically dissapeared from my life. Even the most tenuous of them is now silent. To make things worse, Mom & Dad are off to their Caribbean cruise...leaving me to eat whatever is left in their fridge -- should I care to stop at their house.

I hate this gray weather...it makes me blue. I must resist the lure of the giant $1 Hershey bars at the grocery store across the street!

Happy later...promise! Dang, what a way to start.

Apparently AT&T will not play well with Blogger, so I had to improvise. I am letting this place host my blog and linking from my home site, since I cannot get it to post to my site. Pain in the ass stupid ISP.

Anyway, I have to get my site all edited with the new HTML and we should be set. Hope you enjoy my future rantings.

Cheers!