poodles and grumpy carebears

I'm sure you've missed my antics.  I don't know where I have been the last few weeks, but it's apparently a place far from the blogosphere.

Anyways, there's not much to update on since, as soon as I think of something to say I forget all about it... or it's simply too personal to share and/or document.

I will leave you with this story:

Today I babysat two boys, as I do most Tuesdays.  I have been educating them pretty extensively on 80's cartoons via youtube over the last several months.  They are now familiar with Popples, Carebears and Fraggle Rock, to name a few.  While on a shopping outing to Target they apparently saw these, thought of me and of course, mom purchased them for me.  

Can it really get better than this?

These stickers resulted in the following confession made by Jen:

Jen: So last week when it snowed I was supposed to meet Liz in the morning to go running.  When I saw her I had on this awfully grumpy face, as anyone would have.  Liz laughed and I said, "Shut up, I'm Shelby today."

I'm pretty sure she meant to say "Shut up, I'm Grumpy Bear today."

Did I mention that the weather has me looking like a poodle, long over due for a grooming?

Well it does.

I said that I didn't have a lot to say but suddenly I do, so just stop reading if you get bored.  I won't know, so I won't be offended.


The weather today has me on an emotional roller coaster.  At moments I feel like Grumpy Bear and others like Sunshine Bear.  I think it may have something to do with the fact that I've had few opportunities to spill my emotional baggage onto other people as if they were my puke bucket, but have played the role of puke bucket several times over the last few days.

I cut myself these tulips in an attempt to cure myself.  It didn't work.  I still feel like Grumpy Bear.

I suddenly feel inspired to write a poem.