I can’t put videos into my blog– I’m Wordpress illiterate, I guess. But I wanted to share this video on YouTube I saw today. (will bore the snot out of you if you haven’t read the books).

I have become completely addicted to the Meyer collection. I’m halfway through the second book and am starting to fall for Jacob now. I was in love with Edward. Probably even more before I saw the video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8ilnnwgOhU . I watched this video and I loved the Bella character, Jacob made my heart skip a beat, but Edward? No. It ruined what I had envisioned for my Edward character. This guy just isn’t doing it for me.

I didn’t think I’d like these books honestly. I thought it was like romance novels. Or “fluff” novels. I thought I couldn’t relate to the characters because they are kids. But, I reckon I learned something new about myself: I love fluff novels.

I don’t know though. I don’t know if I’m more in love with the characters or the author for being so, so good. Isn’t that silly? Stephanie has a Stephenie crush. I just wish I were so creative, I’d totally be a millionaire right now!

… That is the question. 

I’m not ready for flu season, are you? I can never decide whether to get the flu shot or not. Seems I don’t exactly trust what it is they put into those shots (mercury, uhhhh, is not good for the body), and history has had it that I get the flu on the years I take the shot anyways. So why bother? They say your symptoms may be lessened when you have the shot, because you may still get a different strain. I think the flu shot is just another way for those pharmaceutical companies to make some dough, personally. You know, we Americans are always playing into that fear factor. Woosies.

I did just read an article by Dr. Weil. He said, “Keep in mind that influenza is not just a bad cold. It means a few days of misery with aching, chills and fever. Worse, the flu can lead to pneumonia, which can be deadly. Each year, more than 100,000 people are hospitalized and 20,000 die as a result of the flu and its complications.”

Yeah, the fear factor. You better hurry! Go get your shot! Good Gosh, what is he? The spokesman for doom and gloom? Jeez. How many people die from choking on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich because they ran out of milk to wash it down? If you ever wondered, just pay Mr. Pessimism to write an article about it. Then the dairy farmers might make as much money that year as the Pharmaceutical companies!

How about that bird flu scare that made billions of dollars for the pharm companies? What ever happened to that money? Someone please direct me to the research that those billions went towards. Oh, wait… I forgot. It didn’t go towards any reasearch, it did go towards Rumsfeld’s retirement right? Oops. Silly me.

Sometimes the world bothers me. I think I’ll just take a nice tall order of the flu to go with this PB&J sandwich, please.

I was thinking this morning about how much time I spend a day on laundry. I would say that I average about 3 loads of laundry on any given day. If I dare to skip a day, ohhhhh. Let’s just say I try not to. I have some obsessive compulsive tendencies, and my laundry happens to be one of them. Nevermind that I sweep and mop my floors (and vacuum the rugs) every single day– that’s a post for a different time. Today, I’d like to introduce you to my least favorite room in my house. Bloggy friends, meet the laundry room. Laundry room, meet my bloggy friends:

I am just thankful that I don’t have to go to a laundry mat– been there, done that. But this room? Is the ugliest in my house. I think I loathe it. I store too many things in it, the linoleum is awful, and there’s a huge freezer that has no food in it. Nevermind that there is a huge hole in the drywall, we inherited the hole when we bought the house.

I am obsessed with fabric softener. I love bleach. Put those two together and I am in heaven. I could sit all day smelling my laundry. I hang my clothes on the line when it’s warm. I wash all the sheets in the house on Tuesdays. Bella loves to help put the ingredients in the machine. And, when I go once a month to the laundry mat to wash comforters, I can’t leave and come back when they are done. I put a chair right in front of the machine so that I can watch the clothes spin and wash. I love it! It’s better than television.

I thought I’d post this info so that you have further proof of how strange I am. So there. Are you convinced? You should atleast be convinced that I am having severe writer’s block.

That is all.

Hey, I’ve got a favor to ask… My friend Steph is on bedrest right now and I’m so feeling her pain. I think she could probably use some “hello’s” from Blogland to perk her up a bit. Go and visit her blog and wish her well. You’re almost there, Steph! The stork is on his way!