a walking disaster

I am. In general the murphy's law tends to ring true in my life, rarely if ever do I get lucky in most cases I get unlucky such is the case with my current condition: right now I look as if I got in a fight with a sharp corner and it won.... against my eye. ;)

Out of nowhere I have broken a near and dear vessel in my eye. I thought in general when a vessel pops in your eye it becomes slightly messy even widening a pinch (if that) and in most cases blood shot comes to mind. and if my definition is true this looks as though 10 veins at once simultaneously combusted, creating a rather painfully looking picture. I did nothing to deserve this I did not sneeze inside my head, I did not cough until a busted lung resulted, and I did not run a dagger to my eye. So it is mysterious, how and why this came to be. I have tried to retrace what dangerous variables I may have overlooked that would have been the obvious culprit, and I have come to conclusion.. it just is. these kinds of freak of nature things are attracted to me, how many people can say in a crowd of over a thousand they have been crapped on by a bird?
I can. true story.

Ginger Roots and keyboard playing in the distance

Well, it is so that time again. Head cold/ flu, so jacked up on meds it's all you can do to keep breathing season. That's me, I started a new job this week simultaneously with this pseudo flu, the job is with this Bio- Science Company, which apparently are fairly common in this area. The position I started was as a purchasing agent/ admin. assist., it my second day "on the job" and I have already acquired the title of a flake. Shall I divulge ? The tickling of the throat started on sunday, I took every preventative measure, airborne, green teas, allergy medicine.. you name it, but it did not waiver! by Monday also my first day at the b.s, it had manifested itself into a full blown head cold/ flu case! I think once I become more acquainted with my co-workers in the future we will have a good laugh at my first few days on the job, between knee slaps and wheezes I will share of my bravery, trying to keep a smile glued to my face all the while reeling at the horror of what just took place between the toliet and I, I'm sure it will be one to remember. Either way, I had to leave, I could no longer justify my reasons to stay, and I left my one day old job early to go home sick. ( what a wimp).


Chris has been soooo good to meeeeeee, my baby takes care of his bizness, okay? okay......


okay goodnight, and heres to whacked out dreams on nyquill.. peace

Mrs. W

I've joined the blogging world

and now I'm stumped as to how to present myself, I suppose ( and also at the suggestion of my wise beyond years husband :)) I should start with why my blog is titled "You Have to Eat Dirt", well in my current stage of life, freshly graduated topped with Newly wedded twenty something; Life, I believe is at it's rawest. So many new and challenging obstacles have come about, that I have often found myself thinking, i have to eat dirt! dirt obviously being a metaphor to grin and bear it.
so hopefully this blog if successful, will follow along my ups and downs of this journey....

the last part sounded slightly emo, mmm.... this is by no means meant to be an emotional toliet. I was hoping for light -hearted we are laughing with you type of blog................. and i thought i wouldn't have anything to say ?

okay more lata....

Mrs. Whitten :)