CAUTION: Woman In Progress

Today's temp.  Today's mantra.  Today. 

I think I have finally figured out the source of all the male attention I've been getting. Yes. Besides creep old dudes stalking me for coffee and elderly gentlemen who like to sit on my ample lap, there has been a lot of weird male attention going on. Leering. Talking a little more enthusiastically. Flirting, even. It's kinda weirding me out, to be honest. But I think I've figured it out A.) I bake so much these days that I smell like cookies all the time. B.) I bake so much that I've "blossomed" and the "blossoming" has affected my boobage. I had not really noticed the blossomed boobage until just now when I walked past a window and caught sight of my profile. My boobs actually extend beyond my ever increasing belly now. Totally weird. So yeah. Cookies and boobs. If I started carrying around beer and footballs I'd be beating them off with a stick. File this one under: Crazy TMI ramblings of a demented librarian library associate.

   Friday Night Snuggle times.   Saturday morning burrito and tots. Or, the containers they came in. Poor things didn't stand a chance. I'm not having inappropriately lovey feelings towards my coffee. Why do you ask? We haz snuggles time on Saturdays, too.   I made sprinkle biscuits. Ya heard me. Sprinkle. Biscuits. I totally ripped off the local biscuit shop. Yes, a biscuit shop is totally a thing. This is the South, y'all. This was my church Sunday. Just me, the blue sky, the wind, the water and God. Oh, and the runners/joggers. I walked a mile, had a nice long conversation with my Jesus, swallowed a lot of gusty wind and sang a verse of "How Great Thou Art." I think it was the best worship service I've ever attended. Who says you need four walls and a preacher? More awesome sky. It's actually the walking trail on campus. First time I'd ever walked it and I must say, Sunday mornings are the best time to fee...

I warmed my blanket in the dryer before snuggling. Still cold. 

I am at a church cross-roads again. Yes. Again. Ya'll, I love Jesus and have total and complete faith in God. This church thing, though... I often wonder if this modern idea of church is anything at all what He had in mind when He created the first churches in the New Testament. I know he didn't have bickering and back-biting and spitefulness in mind. I'm pretty sure He didn't include two-facedness or small mindedness in the plans. And yet the modern church is so full of negativity, unkindness and in my personal experience, completely lacking in the love department. Oh, they say with their lips that they love you but their actions? Nope. Nobody in my church attacked me personally. But a small collection of people have (yet again) run off our pastor. A pastor who preached his heart out every Sunday. Who, admittedly, was not perfect, but who spoke the word with passion, conviction and a real sense of Word knowledge. But because many Christians are contrary, they...

The DP is considering running for president of the world. I figure she'd do as good a job as anyone, especially since she doesn't take any crap offa anyone, can spell "home" and would rather play, eat and sleep than deal with people. Like most politicians. But without all the lying. Would I lie to you? We're still working on her foreign policies (she wants to ban China from all foreign trade because they poison dog treats...I keep telling her not to pick a fight with the Chinese) but she  has  already decided on her platform. "I, Libby Lu Hill, make this promise to my people...I will completely overhaul the Milkbone program. Milkbones will be made available to pups from all economic statuses. There will be no pups left behind." I'm sure the world will be thrilled. Besides, who wouldn't vote for this face? I will chew your face off if you don't vote for me. She thought briefly of asking Milo to run along with her as Vice-Pr...

Last week was kind of a bummer. What, with creepy old dudes, it being the first week back after break, dealing with impatient VIPs and their impossible deadlines AND it being the coldest temperatures we've had all winter. But this is a NEW week. (Well, it was when I started this post on Monday.) A new week with new opportunities to have happier days. So far, so good. I finished up a search committee I was chairing which gets me out of impossible deadlines set by the impatient VIP. I haven't heard a peep out of anymore creepy old dudes, though my friends have had a FIELD DAY teasing me about the whole thing. The temps warmed up over the weekend and though they have dropped to cold again, it's not  as cold as last week. Students are all back on campus and back to work. So, yay! I've accomplished a lot at work this week AND a bit at home. I've actually cooked some. Something I haven't felt like doing in forever. Still haven't finished packing away ALL of m...

From Facebook  I knew I was too sexy today. Shoulda stayed at home. 

It's no lie that 2014 was a nasty volatile year for me. I think it's safe to say that that is true for a lot of people. Struggle and stress, rinse and repeat. Looking back, I KNOW I enjoyed some of it but for some reason the only feelings I truly remember were the unhappy ones. Thank God I take pics with my iPhone like a crazy person, otherwise I'd have no documentation that any fun was had last year. It's sad how much I/we let stress run and ruin our lives. How we soak up all the negative, hold onto it for dear life and let it squeeze out our joy. For instance, I was scrolling through my Twitter feed while I was off on break and it embarrassed me how negative and awful it was. I had, apparently, taken to using it to vent all my frustrations in-the-moment because it felt like a "safe" place. Safe because I have kept my twitter account hidden from my family and all the people I see face to face all the time. It was easier than writing out my feelings here bec...

You know, just about everyone I've talked to since Christmas has said the same thing I did: This Christmas sucked! So glad it wasn't just me. Not that I'm happy anyone else had a sucky Christmas. Just, you know what I mean. It must have just been something in the air. Because I wasn't really feeling the Christmas vibe even BEFORE that disastrous day. The evidence of that is laid bare in the fact that I didn't take a gazillion photographs of Christmasy things. I've been known to fill whole albums with just Christmas photos. This year? Not so much. But there were a few... The Sunday Before Christmas Day After all the gifts were wrapped...alarmingly close to Christmas Day. I should have known I'd be needing a few more of those Seagram's to Jamaican'me Happy.   The Bama Crew passed out after they got here Christmas Eve. Libby wasn't really feeling Christmas this year, either! Emmy was into it, tho. You have no idea how ...

Or maybe I should say "Re-cap" since "Rundown" might sound kinda violent considering the emotional state I've been in as of late. So Christmas break... I took off work early that Monday before Christmas. Finished up that ONE LAST CHRISTMAS GIFT and did a little last minute food shopping. Sis2 and I had made plans to meet at our favorite burger joint (not fast food--we're talking gourmet burgers) but then she decided that since Mama was in town we should invite her and, well, we ended up at Wendy's instead. Super bummed. Especially since I've been trying to get to that burger place for WEEKS and it never works out. But, oh well. After lunch I finished up one last stop before heading to Sonic for a half-priced milkshake. But didn't get that, either! I don't know if the call button was broke on the board where I parked or what but I waited for about twenty minutes and NO ONE popped on to take my order. So I got mad and left. Was so disgusted...

Taken Christmas Day. Most of the smiles are fake because, yeah. Worst. Christmas Day. Ever. But decent family photo, I guess.  Kinda wish we could get together for a redo when we're all happier.