Things I’ve almost cried over today

hang in there! I go through this emotional drop-of-the-hat about every 6 weeks, or sometimes more often. I’ve accepted it as near-normal, or normal for me.

now I gotta run off to my own freelance duties that stress me out every week because I work a day job!…

Dude! It’s the WORST when all you want is New England Clam Chowder and you get the Manhattan kind. I didn’t even know any other kind existed until I was in college.
That is SO a good reason to well up, esp. when you’re stressed and only the *perfect* food will do.

Oh Sarah, I laughed so hard I had tears streaming down my face when I read this! 3 more days!!

Btw, tomorrow, I’m pullin an Aswell….

Ah, that puppy is so cute… and the Manhattan/New England clam chowder mix-up? That’s a big deal!

Oh, I hate those days!

I once started to cry over a bread commercial that featured a song with the lyrics, “I don’t love you much, do I? Just more than all the stars in the sky. I don’t love you much, do I? Well, I think you hung the moon and that’s alright.” I didn’t know it was about bread until the end of the commercial, at which point I did a mixture of laughing and crying b/c I couldn’t believe I was that pathetic.

Isn’t that Manhattan chowder red? And was it the chowder dilemma that Ben was teasing you about? I would totally cry about both. You have simple needs that aren’t efficiently being fulfilled. Then you’ve got this man that’s supposed to understand you and at what seems to be ONLY time you ever need him to back you up, he slaps you in the face…figuratively speaking. The hellishness is almost over. Grab a pudding cup, throw on your magic kicks, and fart in the face of authority b/c you’re halfway out the door, sister!

Um, is it bad that I got all misty-eyed just reading about it all?

This is off topic but perhaps smile worthy.

I daydream about making a really funny joke about your last name every time I read your blog, but I can never get the timing down.

“YOU MIGHT ASWELL!”

And then I think you’ve probably heard that as many times as I’ve heard, “USE THE SCHWARTZ!”

Thanks for stopping by my blog.

Nothing used to make me cry. Now, I cry at anything that involves love of siblings, mothers dying of cancer, people sacrificing for children. The list goes on and on. Oh! Dogs at shelters. wow, I could go on and on. I have had the kind of days where the wrong soup can just be that last thing that puts you over the edge. That is when I have to go hide on my couch for a while.

I misted up the other night thinking about an old “Saturday Night Live” sketch. That’s 100% true.

And it couldn’t have happened at a weirder time either. I’ll explain later.

You’re crying over a bread commercial??!!! Yeah, you’re lame, sister. haha!

I cry at that stuff, too, but I’m pregnant…anything you’d like to announce?

Seriously, though, we all have those days. (I just have them a bit more frequently now). Hang in there!

Damn it, Kay. At least I can tell a bra from a squirrel. Haha! (Inside joke.)

ape–Whenever I tell people about how awesome this blog is, I say, “…and her name is Sarah Aswell. No, I mean, that’s her last name. Aswell.”

ur dog is sooooooooooooooooooooo cute. i want it! that heart shape is soooooooooooo cute!!! ooohhhh!