8:33 am on a Saturday

I survived getting older. I didn't think I would but I did.  I had pictured myself curled up on the floor just giving up.   Dramatic yes.

The week went like this

*Stood in line for wrestling tickets on my birthday. Blogged about the insanity of it on my main blog (but will repost it here later)
*Had lunch with my mother.  Now obsessed with figuring out the recipe for the pink grapefruit vinaigrette

*Bought the book Cleaving a Story of Marriage Meat and Obsession by Julie Powell. And I'll do a post on that book too in a few days as .... its not what I was expecting.
*Spent the next two days doing nothing but drinking a bottle of wine and eating left over birthday cake. 
*Did my Blog Partner's column for the wrestling blog once again. Did my own column two days late because of it not airing here on time.
*Helped my buddy Mel with a bit of a meltdown.  Listened as my buddy Darius had a bit of a meltdown.
*Weighed myself and see that from the wine and cake have gained 6 pounds. Am more depressed then at the start of the week.