FOUR HUNDRED?!!?

no, that's not how much i weigh, smart ass. that's the number of posts i'm up to! geeeze...

my name is biddy, and i am a blogaholic. there, i said it.

while i should take this time to talk about something profound or nobel prize worthy, i think i shall talk about what's really important:

The Toe Contest. Drumroll please.......and the winners are: Holly & Jenny! Congrats girls! My toes are indeed supposed to look like a quilt. While jack-o-lanterns, vampiric rubber duckies, fireballs, and pac man ghosts were all great (and quite hilarious) guesses, Diana (the goddess of pedicures) was totally going for a quilt look. i like them, but they aren't my favorite. i'm thinking next month (yes, i have a set appointment every month thru february) i think i'll go for chocolate brown toes with red, orange, white, and yellow polka dots...like lots and lots of polka dots. of course, i will change my mind 524984 times before my next appointment, and diana will probably suggest something that makes me change my mind one more time...so, we'll see. any suggestions? seriously, the woman can do anything. I still need to get a pic of my camo toes up...i was sad to see them go :(

I may have mentioned a time or ten that mommy dearest has been on my ass to find a full time job or an additonal part time job. well, i've put in applications all over this stupid town and have waited for months. yesterday, i finally heard from hancock's. the manager asked me all of 4 questions "do you sew? are you over 18? can you work nights and weekends? why does your last name sound so familiar?" and put me on the schedule for friday and saturday of this week. works for me! the pay isn't all that great, but i'll get 20% off anything (even sale stuff!) and any extra cash right now will be more than welcome. i just worry about how i'm going to be able to be on my feet all day with my back problems. guess we'll see if i'm going to be able to keep the job...

speaking of my back...i had my consultation with the surgeon's p.a. yesterday. nice guy. too bad he's married. anyway! he totally bashed the fucktards at the emergency room for not doing an MRI either time i was there, then he bashed them again for giving me (and i quote) "worthless, shitty muscle relaxers" (ha! that made me laugh) looked at the x-rays of my cocyx (that's the tailbone people) and said "yeah, it's still cracked but that's not the cause of the pain you're in today. i'm willing to put money on a herniated disc or two (big surprise) but i can't treat you until i have an mri to be completely sure." sooooo, biddy gets to be at the hospital at the ass crack of dawn 6:30 friday morning for an mri. then sometime next week (i think) i go back for treatment which is most likely going to consist of 2 or 3 injections into my spine. ummm ouch. i know i know, better than the alternative of surgery! he says the shots should clear it right up, but if they don't, we have to explore the possibility of surgery. so, let's all pray spinal injections work!

i have set traps around the house in case any more mice have decided to come hang out. so far, so good. i guess it is possible to just have one mouse. i'm sure though if i put some in the garage or the attic i'd catch a few, but i'm not just overly eager to catch the little bastards unless they are actually in the house.

PMS is in full swing, and i'm sitting here thinking, "why did i start project bitty biddy this week!?" (apparently, it's a habit) i have no flippin idea. i haven't really gone full force with it. yesterday the first thing i did after i brushed my teeth was eat half a baby food jar of m&m's and when i finished i thought "oh fuck! i'm supposed to be dieting!" whooops! so, i was good for lunch: had a weight watcher's meal and a diet dr. pepper. go me! supper? yeah, Friend called and was like "let's have Cotton Patch for supper." hmm OK! chicken fried steak? check! fries? check! okra? check! cornbread and sweet tea? check check! whoops! so, to make up for it, i didn't have breakfast (bad, i know) and went to the health food store for lunch. mmmm yummy! annnnd then i proceeded to eat a donut with my coffee at work. hello, will power? where oh where did you go!?

and finally, i am taking applications for a temporary best friend. Friend has decided he needs to take a hiatus from the girlfriend, the exes, the best friend, basically all females in his life. he's going through some shit right now and thinks that if he takes a break from all the drama of the females in his life, he'll actually be able to think and figure out what he wants to do with the rest of his life. i think it will be good for him as long as we all actually respect his wishes and leave him alone for a while. it will be hard considering we talk a couple times a day, if i don't call him, he's calling me...and we usually see each other several times a week. but, he needs this, so i'll be the greatest best friend ever and do it. even though it totally sucks. yeah, Friend, it sucks. oh, and Friend? When If i go to jail for kicking mommy dearest's ass, you had better come bail me out. ;-)

guess i'll actually work now...i'll update this post with more pictures later...if blogger friggin let's me!