ALL of My Thoughts Are Random

Yes, people, I don't think that I ever have a thought that is NOT random. Husband is slowly getting used to this idea and I think that he is adjusting well. Here are even more of the thoughts I have had over the last couple of weeks:

1. Husband and I watch "Fat March", which is a show on ABC where these fatties are going to walk 500 miles from Boston to Washington D.C. We sit on the couch and laugh at the fatties, making comments like, "Only 10 miles a day? I could walk that in 90 minutes!" Then, of course, we reach for the bag of chips that we're sharing and chow down (and if I had some chocolate cake to eat while watching the fatties, I would DEFINITELY eat that, too). The funniest thing about the Fat March is that none of them can actually act like a grown up. They're always all mad at each other, complaining about each other, and talking behind each others backs...HOW OLD ARE YOU? My other favorite thing is that all of them have titles, i.e.: Matt, Pro Wrestler or Shea, Former Softball Player. I mean, REALLY COOL titles. At least most of them do. Then, there is Anthony, whose title is "26-Year-Old-Virgin" and Loralie, "Hoping to Get Pregnant". I wonder what my title would be if I was on that show...Erin, "Hopes to be able to control her bushy hair from now on", or perhaps Erin "still picks her nose".
2. I'm very disappointed in Tropical Storm Erin. I mean, if they're going to name a storm after me, it had darn well turn into the most powerful storm you have ever seen. As it is, Tropical Storm Erin became Tropical Depression Erin once it hit Lamar, Texas with wimpy sustained winds of only 38 mph. Thirty-eight miles per hour? That doesn't even count as a storm. In Ruby Valley, Nevada, that's like a stiff breeze. And, if there was anyway they could get even one inch of the ten inches of rain that has supposedly fallen, that would be considered a blessing. And then, there's stupid Hurricane Dean that may or may not hit Beaumont, TX and may or may not strengthen into a Category 5. Stupid Hurricane Dean for stealing my thunder.
3. Husband has relented and said that I can have a kitty for my birthday. The nurse at work's cat just had some kitties that I really want. I've already decided that I am going to name the cat Felix.
4. I hope that I never get really fat. There is this one lady who comes into the office who weighs about 450 pounds. I don't know what she's thinking, but EVERY time she comes in, she sets her mind on sitting in one of the chairs with arms on it. She backs up to it and literally shimmies her way down into the chair so that the chair arms are cutting into her hips. Since I've been here, she's broken the arms off of two chairs. Apparently a couple of years ago, they bought chairs that can handle up to 500 pounds to accommodate her and ONLY her. Does she sit in them? Hell, no.
5. I injured my back on Tuesday doing extracurricular activities. It was so sore yesterday I sat on the couch for six hours last night, only moving once. It kind of makes me feel bad that I've made fun of people with back pain.