So Freakin' What

Soooo what happens if you can't even deal with how nice you've become? Christ on patrol this is getting freaking ridonkulous. I'm assuming since that's a made up word, I can spell it however I please. Of course I didn't make it up, which is what makes it even funnier. How many bongs did that guy have that morning? Let the digression begin! Or end, back to ridonkulous. Seriously, I'm happy all the time and it's making me freak. I want to shop obsessively, eat cupcakes and drink all day. (Want to, not doing. Get off the phone with CPS) What the hell? I thought the integration of light and dark was supposed to totally be Nirvana (yes, smells like teen spirit ha. ha.) Maybe I just need some time to adjust. 34 years of angst and 3 years of MN, Lutherans, and people saying 'you betcha' and bringing you hot dish when you get sick, not to mention having two of the cutest freakin kids on the planet and a kick-ass hot husband that just laughs at you when you get all pissy and defensive when your bloodsugar gets too low because you've been mulching for three hours straight, well, who can blame me? For the freaking, not for the bloodsugar thing - I mean it's not like I don't have a bag of apples and a bag of tangelos in the fridge. And then there's my neighbor, who's sister is battling breast cancer for the THIRD TIME in a decade. I am aware that some people have real problems. But back to me. And my not so much a problem. Now that I write it down it seems preeeeety stupid and crazy. It could just be this much Legally Blonde this late at night. I've been using a LOT of cleaning products today, with the party tomorrow and all. Ahhhh. Hope you all can make it - I'm making margaritas (the real ones that knock everyone here on their asses, so great!), guac and Mike's making awesome tacos. It's a party! At this very moment, I'm making these giant varegated pink pom-poms from a Martha Stewart craft kit. See what I'm saying??!? This is nuts! So. Back to it. Anyone feel so happy, they just need some Valium to not overanalyze so much about what it is that's making you so happy? No? Move to MN, it'll creep in your heart like kudzu. And then strangle your ass.