So as to that list...

Right now we are going to have to see about that list.  See things are what they are - I am fatigued, itchy, etc.  So this weekend other than my agreed upon party - I am going to be removing the small rug we have in the kitchen/living room as well as opening up the window and trying to clean/air out things more than they normally are.

Aside from that I'm trying to ditch the soy and reduce red meat, basically take on a Ayurveda diet for Vatta-Pitta.  Now I know that it sounds off, but it is at it's root a simple whole foods diet that suggests preparation of certain foods - i.e. for me warm cooked foods are better, and I know that, I know I feel a million times better after a warm kind of mushy meal than a salad despite what's it in the salad. I'm ditching the soy because it's an allergen - not for me so far but it can be.  Apparently I should also consider removing gluten and yeast as those two are known to cause problems for IBS and chronic hive people like me.  Fun times around here - feeling like an 80 year old woman.

T-Minus how ever many days there are until September 30th...

See I have to confess in the wake of my complaining about the ghosts of ex's past and blowing an entire study evening at AB's watching Ghostbusters (never seen it before) and eating the key lime pie he'd requested, I realized I've got ghosts too.

While I have burned Lawyer boy's stuff quite literally, and and CEF I whole hearted salted and burned those bones, in his opinion while he wasn't even a ghost yet, the rest have disappeared to whatever state - mostly picked up by others more appropriate than me for them and they're long gone. The one remaining straggler is going to be the death of me if I can't exorcise him and I finally think I'm ready, well sort of... DBWCPAMHOR - Drummer Boy Who Can Play a Mean Hand of Rook or DB, has well been a fixture in my life to varying degrees for the last 19 years and damn it I've done enough therapy, spent enough time holding him up as a litmus test. Sure he's one of my peps, he sings, and is musically multi talented, good stock, quality and has always made me go all high school girl - or whatever the precursor to that is - even at 8 he was like it, that was what I wanted. Funny thing there is a thin line between what you really want, what you think you want, and what you don't want but they're doing a good job at selling it... so September 30, V has promised to by my wing lady, and I'm going to venture into the depths of a local seedy bar to see him one last time, and either something happens (like I squeak out hi) or I lay him to rest and with a good martini burn those bones.

And if you are wondering as AR was, the plan to seduce AB with a key lime pie maybe failed or was successful, only time will tell.

I Dont' Hook Up - But I Do Put Out

The baked goods that is, just in case your minds weren't in the right place this morning...in that I'm making a jaunt to drop off some freshly made cookies this evening...

But that's not the point I'm really getting at while I baked/cooked and did my do diligence for almost 4 months with BI, the entire time I was in his cross hairs as J calls it and not the other way around. I spent the time unintentionally seducing him with either my cheesecake, my red hair or my shiteous taste in movies, regardless, food was involved. And since it's claimed that food is the way to a man's heart, I have since followed the belief, that since I'm not going to offer the slices for free,* I might as well offer homemade cookies. So if you start getting baked goods, especially those you claim to be your favorites, from me on a regular basis, while it may be out of my own consciousness of my waistline in combination with stress baking, it's likely because you've slipped into my cross hairs... I can't say that this the case for tonight's delivery, but it could be...

Here's to all the men unwittingly in cross hairs today, because well to be honest most of you are in some way shape or form, it's okay though, it's safe to leave your houses, it's aways been this way, from the moment you were born to the day you leave this world. It is for this reason that I wonder why there weren't more female secret agents, really we are plotting, scheming and well doing whatever we feel like to torture or seduce you... maybe that's why, we can't be trusted when men are involved.

I will leave you with the wise words of Ms. Adele: He would be hard to chase, But good to catch, and he could change the world, With his hands behind his back, oh...

*Wisdom courtesy of Stacey London, no boy is going to buy the loaf if you are handing out the slices for free, so cover yo'self up.
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