Sad day in the Skeen household....

Call me vapid and shallow, but my favorite magazine in the whole wide world, Domino, just got canned. Annnnd I just got a subscription for Christmas. All together now: THAT SUCKS.

Look, I'm all about hope and optimism and change, yada yada. But when my favorite magazine suffers, that is just not okay. I hope magazines are included in the bazillion dollar stimulus plan or it's going to be a lonely next 4 years.

Other news...
It's no secret, Bryan and I are training for a 1/2 marathon. At this point my body is saying "Why are you drinking water?? Where's the Dr. Pepper!?!? Why are my legs moving so fast???" But thus far we've survived, 1 mile down 12.1 to go...

Some old lady this weekend made milk shake punch. you read me right. milk +shake+punch = not okay. Which only proves my point that the older you get the more crazy you get and you lose your tastebuds. I showed her up though. I made my famous strawberry-banana stew.

I told approximately 130 jokes today at work. I think I got 3 laughs. My ROI on the humor scale is going down...I may have to fire my script writers.

Let's hope we remember to take the trash out tomorrow for pick up. It's been 3 weeks. All together now: THAT SUCKS.

skeen out.