I should be charged with Blogging neglect.

My Bloggies, I am so sorry.


I have been neglecting you.


I mean I always blog, even when there isn' t really much to say.


So I am just going to start somewhere and hope this post finds its way.


My lack of blogging can also coincide with my lack of energy. I have never been this devoid of energy in my life. It is getting kind of serious, I can't even really put a sentence together because by the time I get to the end of said sentence I am can barely keep my eyes open.


I don't know why sleep broke up with me, but whatever I did I am sorry and I hope you come back soon, I miss you.


I start school on Monday and I am hella excited. You know what I am most excited about? School supplies. Binders, notebooks, highlighters, you name it and I geek out over them. Tomorrow will be the day I fill up my book bag with school goodies and I a wait the noon o'clock hour so I can be on my way to higher education.


Tonight I am introducing my Mom to good Sushi. She has only had sushi once and it was from the grocery store. I will be taking her to Haiku so I can mature her pallet.

I have started a huge project, one that will be a huge undertaking and one that is long over due. What project you might ask? The project of cleaning out my closet. I don't think I have ever cleaned out my closet. Ok I did once but that was back in August, and it really wasn't cleaning it out I just got rid of the clothes that were either old, stained, holey, riped, torn you get the point. But I have never done the whole if you haven't worn it in a year then you should probably get rid of it. So I decided now is probably the best time. Our watching of my brothers cat is going to be ending soon and when that happens, our second walk in closet is going to be used for storage and Hubs and I are going to share a closet.

I am scared.

He is scared.

I have mass amounts of clothing people, to the point that is is ridiculous. I will be documenting my journey from the black abyss to clean and organized.

An up side to this is my wardrobe will get a major face lift after everything is said and done. Hubs told me I was allowed to shop. I say it like that because we are on a strict budget, one that hubs keeps us on very tyrannically sometimes, but I have been saving my pennies waiting for this day.

I will definitely give you before and after pics because this is going to be interesting. Remember when I said that I watched the brave little toaster when I was kid and it messed me up? It did for most inanimate objects, clothing included. I look at a shirt that really doesn't have real sentimental value for a non crazy person but for me I am all like "but I was wearing that shirt on the day I heard my new summer anthem for the summer of 2007, that was a good day."

And that is all I need to convince me to keep said summer anthem shirt.

So I need to grit my teeth and be mean to my clothes and put them in a plastic bag and take them to Volunteer's of America.

Something else I realized. I love stripes. Just about as mush as I love polka dots.

Not slimming vertical stripes, you know the only ones chubs are supposed to wear. Nu-huh I love big, little, solid, multi-color, horizontal stripes.

I know fashion fail.