Shower Difficulties

Maybe it's from turning the clocks back, or because I have had Spaghettios for dinner three nights in a row, but I have been having a terrible time getting through the day without forty cups of coffee.  I have also been coming home and not sleeping at night.  It has crossed my mind that the lack of sleep could be directly related to my caffeine intake, but I don't want to jump to any conclusions.

Twice this week I have rolled out of bed and stumbled into the shower half-asleep with bloodshot eyes and only half of my brain functioning.  Both times I have had the urge to pick up my razor and brush my hair with it.  I haven't done it yet, but the fact that it keeps popping into my head is cause for concern.  

This morning I actually said, out loud, "This is for your legs, not for brushing your hair" while reaching for the razor.  Since I don't normally speak to myself out loud, my dog assumed there was an intruder and started barking.  I then got scared and dropped a can of shaving cream onto my toe.  My toe hurts now.

I am going to put a post-it note on the razor, just as an extra reminder for myself tomorrow... and maybe I will consider giving up coffee for a few days too.

Carrots are Just Vegetables

Growing up, my parents told my sisters and me that carrots were good for our eyesight.  Considering my love for the crunchy orange vegetable and the coke-bottle-thick lenses in my glasses, I had always assumed this was a lie to get my sisters to eat healthy.

As an adult, I once woke up after a day of carrot binging with (what I thought) was perfect eyesight..  "It's a miracle! It finally happened!" I exclaimed in my PJs, "All hail the Great Carrot, Wizard of the Vegetable World!!"  Then I blinked a few times and realized that my contacts were still in from the night before and sticking to my eyeballs.

Carrots are not magical; they're just vegetables.

The end.