Sometimes when I sit down in my office chair I want to reach for my seatbelt.

It's true. And then I remember that I'm not in my car. And lately I'm starting to worry my hiney is going to become attached to my seat. I need to get some exercise! The worst part of working is sitting in one place all day. Of course, today is worse than usual because I had an abnormally large lunch of fried chicken and all the good southern sides that go with (office birthdays=free food). Can somebody just roll me out the door to my car please? I don't even think I ate that much, but with all the butter and carbs in a good southern meal--you don't have to to start reeling from all the good food. One of these days I should get Josh to take me down to Savannah, so we can check out Ms. Deen's restaurant (there's a reason that woman looks so happy all the time, and it's not prozac, and I want some of it!).

But there's more to life than food...Josh and I have been working through the study "Men are Like Waffles, Women are Like Spaghetti" and it's so good. The study has already helped us with some of our biggest communication issues.

And speaking of spaghetti, Josh and I got an Olive Garden gift card from a couple we dogsat for. Yea! Can you say date night? So, my loyal reader, are there any good movies out we should go see?

Funny story about that dogsitting experience. We were watching two dogs. One was named Leo. And the other was named...well, we forgot to ask. So after about a day we got sick of saying "hey dog" so we just started calling him Blackie (it was a black dog--we were very creative). After a couple of hours he warmed up to his new name quite nicely and answered to it all week long. When "Blackie's" owners came back from vacation we told them the story. Guess what his real name was? Max. Only the most popular dog name around. But did Josh and I guess that? No. In true Katie and Josh fashion, we had to come up with our own creative solution. Oh well...life's more interesting that way!

Well reader, thanks for visiting. I needed to get a little stream of consciousness out of my...um...conscious.