Susan Wheeler Smith

But I'll keep it brief today.I'm getting back into the regular groove of hitting the gym. I wouldn't exactly call myself a gym rat *A person who spends an unusually large amount of time at a gym* (Wiktionary...http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/gym_rat), but I think I could get pretty hooked on working out. Again. In fact, I'm finally beginning [...]

...that my peeps write.That's right...you write the list.Comment on this blog post...if you don't know how by now, I'll send you directions or HECK, I'll even comment FOR YOU if you email me your list...but tell me what YOU would like me to write/blog about over the next few weeks.(this may or may not be [...]

I love a new beginning...new school year; new year; new month; new week. While not quite a do over, a Monday can set the tone for the entire week for me.I woke up before five this morning thinking, I need a new tone. The same old, same old is just not working. The definition of [...]

I'm sure y'all are even more convinced than ever that I am greedy and self-centered after my birthday post. I'm not, but I can see how you could have been thrown off by all the gift love I expressed. Just who I am, baby.But today, I'm here to talk about something way more important: Facebook. [...]

If you are a music hound, like me, you sang "sixteen candles" and rapped, "it's your birthday" when you read the title of today's post. It's okay if you didn't, but we Smith's are bona fide music-addicted, each and every one of us, so I keep singing and rapping the title. In my head, of [...]

1. It is official. I have sneezed more in the year 2013 than in my entire life. What is up with all the wicked illness going around this year?2. This morning, I dumped the last of the Starbucks Christmas Blend into the coffee filter. Let's pause for a moment of silence...3. In other news, today [...]

Andy was known to say this, but the truth is, he got the "I do what I want" gene from me. This gene came down the Hart/Wheeler gene pool to his Nana and she passed it on to me. My sister also received this gene, but mostly, she was able to suppress it. Not so [...]

Morning would not be the same without a cup of coffee. I've given up trying to give it up, rationalize it, and/or pretend coffee doesn't exist.Coffee, it appears, is here to stay.I suppose I would not struggle so much with my love of coffee if it weren't for the sugar (raw, thank you) and half [...]

I'm procrastinating. By writing a post for La Blawg. I'm just too comfy to get on with what I need to (have to) do. The fireplace is on; the mantel clock is ticking (rather loudly). The mantel clock, by the way, not only ticks loudly, it gongs very loudly. It is driving My Man insane. [...]

Sunshine streaming through the glass on a cold, January morning is Da Bomb, don't get me wrong. But, after several weeks, could be months for all I know...I've lost so much time being SAD, of gloomy darkness, the sun, enlightening the dust, dog fur, oh and look! there's a Starbucks cup on the floor...is not [...]