The Perfect Storm = Jo Malone

I have been super cranky for no reason. I think it has just been a perfect storm of contributing factors that have led to my bad attitude the last few days.

For shame, because my Caps kicked Penguin ass on New Years Day. (I think Sidney Crosby cried....wah...little punk bitch).
So it was a great kick off to the New Year.

But I think I am just a little weary and tired post holiday. And I am about to partake on a bit of a whirlwind of activity. So of course I begin to obsess about stupid things.

I also am having that weird food tasting thing. When none of the food I eat tastes normal. When I question whomever is with me if their food tastes ok - they look at me weird. Tim says it is just my weird food tasting time. I guess it's like my period....only different.

And while I am loving my new Kindle - the book I am currently reading is kind of freaking me out. It's called The Emperor of All Maladies. It is essentially a 'biography' of cancer. It is not exactly light, bedtime reading. In fact - I go to sleep imagining Leukemia cells in my blood - and the image is not a good one. I need to remember that I can be borderline hypochondriac. When I was younger, I often diagnosed my own illnesses after consulting the medical dictionary on my parent's book shelf. I think the book should have been hidden from me. It's not normal to self diagnose things like TB and Marfan's Syndrome on oneself. This book is kind of taking me back - and I don't want to self diagnose cancer in any form. Ugh.....it is creeping me out now.
I think finishing this book is going to be a long task.

Knowing that sleep would not come easy with cancer on the brain - I went thru the stack of books under the Kindle and picked up Where Men Win Glory - I am now disturbed that such a nice man like Pat Tillman was killed. And by friendly fire no less. Knowing that officers in the Army and officials in the Pentagon and White House lied about his death by friendly fire - and then tried to take the focus away from bad press like Abu Ghraib and Fallujah - by parading his story to the media makes me even angrier.
So for the past few nights I have been plagued by disease and corrupt officials.
Suddenly the bad attitude is revealing itself to have a cause.

And to top it all off, I let myself be bothered by "the beast". Most of you know of whom I speak.
I hate when I let the 'beast' push me to the edge.
Just as I hit the precipice today - I pushed back and stood up for myself.
Huzzah for me!
I felt I deserved a reward for being such a strong and powerful woman.
So I treated myself to a bottle of perfume and a bottle of Chanel nail polish.

The selection process took some time. I was really digging this fragrance called Flowerbomb!
I put it on and let it settle - it is a tad sweeter than I normally wear - but really nice.
But then - to my horror - I recalled that the 'beast' had shown me the fragrance once - so on principle I didn't buy it.
What if he smelled me and thought he influenced me to buy it?!
Better to have someone ****gift**** it to me. (hint....Tuesday is my Birthday!)

So then I wandered over to Jo Malone - I have never been able to settle on a fragrance - they have so many to choose from.....but after lots of sniffs - I settled on the Nectarine Blossom and Honey. I don't know if it is my new signature fragrance.
I have been all about my India for so long now - but as with most things - when people in my family start to wear it - it is no longer a signature for me - so I have to change things up.
I'll keep you posted.

And the Chanel nail polish? If you are a woman and have not treated yourself to a bottle of Chanel nail polish - run, don't walk and buy you some.
It lasts forever. The color goes on great in one coat - (but i still do 2 just because)
I bought Steel. I love my vampy hands.

So in conclusion - after a hot bath, a self manicure with Chanel nail polish - and a spritz of Nectarine Blossom & Honey cologne - I'm going to drift off with a good book and a better attitude......