Nonsense and More

Contrary to what most of you (and my family) may think, I'm not a complete crazy person. I'm not (too big of) a germaphobe, and I don't normally freak out about strange and unusual illnesses. If you have no idea what I'm talking about you're probably better off not knowing, but if you absolutely must know, you can read all about it in my last post.

Really, I blame the internets for all of my strange (and morbid) phobias. I mean if I didn't have access to such a plethora of knowledge, I wouldn't worry nearly as much. I also wouldn't know as many useless useful facts as I know. I mean anything you want to know is right at your fingertips. All you have to do is "google" it. And we know that everything we find on the internet is the bona fide truth. So anyway, it's all the fault of the internet. I bear no responsibility for my lack of sanity.

Not to completely change the subject, but do you buy gifts for your spouse for Christmas? I'm saying spouse because most boyfriends/girlfriends, engaged couples still buy gifts, but after you get married, especially after you have kids, you tend to buy less gifts for one another. I've bought a couple things that I know Patrick needs as Christmas gifts, but I'm not telling y'all what they are on the off chance that he might accidentally read this. But as far as what I want, I don't really care. Sometimes there is something I really want, like my Kindle or my grill, but if I don't have a particular request, then I don't really care. I'd almost rather just save the money and pay bills with it. Now isn't that romantic? I did buy myself a carpet shampooer the other day. I really wanted the carpet shampooer so I just went and bought it. No sense in waiting all the way until Christmas. Maybe that can be my Christmas gift . . . I know, pathetic!

I can't think of anymore nonsense to write about, and the kitchen (which was clean when I got home) is a mess, and I have Operation Christmas Boxes to pack so I guess I'll say goodbye for now.