{"id":585,"date":"2016-03-01T05:50:06","date_gmt":"2016-03-01T05:50:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/?p=585"},"modified":"2016-03-01T06:34:50","modified_gmt":"2016-03-01T06:34:50","slug":"i-dont-like-mondays","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/?p=585","title":{"rendered":"I Don&#8217;t Like Mondays&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Just like the Boomtown Rats, I want to shoot the whole day down! Today was no exception.\u00a0I wonder if from now on I were to tell myself I simply LOVE Mondays, and cannot wait for them to come around, would my relationship with Mondays change? Hmm&#8230; Mondays and me are most incompatible. On the other hand, I love Thursdays. Everything good happens to me on a Thursday.<\/p>\n<p>The dentist first thing this morning set the tone for the rest of the day. Pain pain go to Spain I sang in the car coming home, but instead of going to Spain, the pain stayed in my jaw. My home renovations from hell are draining me.<\/p>\n<p>Then tonight, I watched 48 Hours. It was about a young genius millionaire engineer who shot an innocent man, just because he wanted to see what killing a person felt like. The engineer was married to a dentist and drove around in a very expensive BMW sports car. His dentist wife knew he had done this but covered up for him.<\/p>\n<p>Is it me, or do you think the world has gone insane??<\/p>\n<p>I need sugar badly! Help!<\/p>\n<p>God willing, tomorrow will be a better day&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Hugs,<br \/>\nPatricia<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Just like the Boomtown Rats, I want to shoot the whole day down! Today was no exception.\u00a0I wonder if from now on I were to tell myself I simply LOVE Mondays, and cannot wait for them to&#8230; <a class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/?p=585\">Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-585","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-musings"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/585","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=585"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/585\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":591,"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/585\/revisions\/591"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=585"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=585"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.boomerbabelife.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=585"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}