I just woke up about a half hour ago, and let me tell you, I AM TIRED! We went to Tim's sister's 30th Birthday Party last night. It was a fairly good night, filled with none other than chocolate cake *giggling*. Okay, okay, there was more than just cake, obviously. Can I help it if that is what stuck out in my mind about the evening? I say not *giggles again*. It was great, especially since Trisha had just gotten a kidney transplant about 6-7 months ago. She looked wonderful, very happy. To think they told her she wouldn't live past a certain age and that she would be a vegetable. Now look Doctors, she certainly is still alive and is quite the chatterbox too!
Anyways, besides that I dreamt that I was in S. Korea again. I was in such a deep sleep, I tell you. My ex boss was there and it was nice to hang out with her, even if it was only in a *dream*. I tell you tho, I am still so sleepy. I wish I could just crawl back in bed, pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep.
I helped Tim at the shop yesterday while he was painting. Used the forklift to move him around to reach those *hard to reach* places to paint.
Now my stomach is complaining, and I want it to just behave, but it keeps reminding me that I did have McDonald's yesterday...and yes chocolate cake...
Why is it that we always suffer the next day after we eat all this good food? During the moment of pure enjoyment, we never pause to think, "I'm going to suffer tommorrow".
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