Maybe it means something...

I think I'm going to keep a log of my "First Thought of the Day". I never realized it before, but it's interesting to think about what topics are the first to pop into my (or anyone's for that matter) head every morning. This morning, I opened my eyes, adjusted to my surroundings, and immediately asked myself, "Do I have varicose veins?" A quick check reassured me that they had not, indeed, sprung up overnight. Relieved, I was off to take a shower and prepare for the day.

In the past week, my "First Thoughts" have ranged from the weather in Alaska {post 3.7.06}, to my eye doctor (admittedly this one makes sense since he's hot), to realizing that I inadvertently allowed my mom to eat from the same jar of Jif peanut butter that I use to dip my dog's heartworm medicine in (so that she'll take it- my dog, that is, not my mom). For those of you who are thinking to hurry and tell her so as to rat me out: don't bother, I already told her the good news- she's heartworm free.

Anyway, I am now keeping a notebook by my bed to see if there's any sort of pattern or reasoning behind what pops into my head first thing every morning. I'll keep you posted.