Manadee

If you haven't seen it yet, prepare for the awesomeness. I finally got my manatee tattoo! It's me, if I were a manatee ( a manadee if you will). It's whimsical and every time I look at it I smile. I could use some smiling.
​Other good news, the urologist moved my appointment up to this Thursday, so I no longer have to wait three weeks to get a check up. Also, the sun is shining and I'm pretty sure that I'm part plant. I need the sunshine to survive. I need it.
On another note, I want to give a shout out to my awesome friend who got me the cookbook "Thug Kitchen 101". It combines my two favorite things, vegetables and swearing. I decided to start my week with a resolution. Eat breakfast. When I was teaching, I got up every morning around 5:30 or 6:00 and I always ate breakfast. Breakfast=functioning manadee. Now that I'm unemployed, I've been going to bed late and getting up late. I've been getting up at 8:30 pretty consistently and sometimes I don't even rouse till 9:00. Then, I skip breakfast and don't eat until 11 ish. It's messing with my groove. Today I had a protein bar. It was not tasty. Tomorrow, I will make breakfast, actual breakfast - and since I have a training appointment at 8:30 that means I have to get up early. Gasp. Will she survive? Tune in tomorrow to find out.
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