At some point in the last week, some poor excuse for a human being SCRAPED THE PAINT off the Saab emblem on the back of my car. Can you let me know what I could have done to deserve this? Is it because I drive a nice car? Did it make this person feel less jealous to vandalize my vehicle?

• Welcome to my blog, where once a week is good enough.
• But, today, I am off work and I’m taking some time out of watching reality TV and reading In Style Magazine to actually type some words.
• You’re welcome.
• This week has been eventful in that I rode in a car ALMOST all the way to California with 3 coworkers.
• Here’s the thing – I like my coworkers, so it wasn’t bad at all.
• You might recall another instance in which I rode to Bend in a car with 3 former coworkers (including my boss) and it was NOT DELIGHTFUL.
• Anyway, this was not my first visit to the Southern Oregon Coast, but it was my first visit as an adult, and I must tell you that it is quite lovely.
• My last visit there was when I was approximately 15 years old, and even if I did have a good time, there was no way in hell I was going to let anybody know. I didn’t want to encourage any future road trips.
• I returned home Tuesday evening to find that my cat had emptied the contents of her bladder pretty much EVERYWHERE except her litter box.
• To say I am upset with her is an understatement. Of course, now that I am home, she’s miraculously remembered where it is she’s supposed to go potty.
• Yesterday morning, I woke up with those guys from the Mucinex commercial living in my body. I do not care for them.
• It is now two hours from the time I started writing this post. How freaking hard is it to write bullets, Rhiannon?
• I’m getting my hair cut and colored tomorrow. I cannot even begin to tell you how excited I am about this.
• My hair strategy for the past 6 months has been to keep it off my neck, because that is where the hot flashes begin.
• BUT, now that I’m ending my Lupron treatment, I’m wondering if I should a) cut it back into a bob or b) continue growing it out. Thoughts?
• Other than that, I’ll be buying dress slacks and hopefully drinking wine and eating yummy food.
• Enjoy your weekend, friends!

• I really wasn’t kidding about getting someone to transcribe blog posts for me. Typing the words in my head is REALLY HARD, you guys.
• I discovered this week, that in order to get my best night’s sleep possible, I have to go to bed at 10. Not 10:15. Not 9:45. TEN O’CLOCK.
• Except, last night, the boy and I went to bed at 8 p.m. LAME.
• Just this very second, I decided that I cannot LIVE with the lampshades on my two living room lamps. Where does one by lamp shades? (Say Target and I’ll cut you. All their lampshades are cheap and they suck)
• Yesterday, Anonymous NY told me (via Twitter) this: You were in my dream last night. Giving birth to triplets. In a supermarket. (Dairy aisle). Fabio from Top Chef was there, too.
• All I have to say is, WHAT IN THE HELL. And, she had BETTER not be right.
• I have a long list that I’ve titled “Best Birth Control EVER” that I will soon share with you. A sample entry? Boy children running down the stairs at the Rose Garden after a Blazer Game shouting, “CHALUPA!”
  
• For context, if the Blazers score over 100 points in a game, everyone receives a coupon for a free chalupa . I see no reason to get excited over this. Apparently, I am the only one in Portland who feels this way.
• And, it’s lame but true, that’s all I have for you today.

Enjoy your weekend, friends!