Warning

sometimes true, sometimes fantasy, sometimes explicit, sometimes sexual, sometimes extreme, sometimes offensive, sometimes boring, sometimes prudish, sometimes coy, consistently inconsistent

and I often start sentences with a conjunction.



Sunday, September 26, 2010

Let them eat... chemicals?

I usually shop at a co-op where I can find lots of great fresh local organic produce and other organic goods.  It is very important to me that my husband and I eat organic when we can.  For the most part, all of our friends and family know this about us.  They pretty much just assume that anything I cook/bake is all or mostly organic. 

So is it wrong of me to get cheap, non-organic ingredients when I am making a dish for a potluck - the people at which do not care in the least bit about eating organic or local and actually scoff at the idea of paying more than necessary for food?  

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Anonymous Smugness

Someone posted the question "How much do you pay for Spin Class?" on a Health and Fitness forum I follow and sometimes participate in.  I love Spin Class.  I was curious too, just to compare with what I am paying.  Someone posted "I don't pay for Spin Class.  I ride my bike for free outside." 

Really?  Was that necessary? 

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Things I Want But Either Can't Find or Can't Afford Right Now

Dark Brown Pointy Toed Patent Faux Croc Stilettos
Wood Flooring in my Living Room
A New Kitchen
A New Hybrid Car with Power Locks, Power Windows, MP3 Player, and Heated Seats
A Dresser for the Living Room (I know, it seems weird.)
A Bicycle
A Cleaning Lady
Lots of Things from Etsy
Twin Desks and Shelving for the Office
Some New Sweaters
A New Printer/Scanner
New TVs
Whole House Intercom System/Sound System
Bigger Boobs

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Pretty Days

Today I am having what I call a "Pretty Day".  I feel pretty today. 

I have second day straightened hair today.  Sometimes second day hair just doesn't lay right and sometimes it just has the perfect texture and looks better than first day hair.  Today, my second day hair falls into the latter category. 

It is the middle of my cycle, so my skin looks pretty good.  Ever since I quit taking the pill (on our honeymoon), my skin looks like shit when I get my period.  But it does clear up mid-month.  Just in time to break out again.  I have got to figure out what to do about this.  But today I am pimple free.

I got great sleep last night so my eyes are bright.  I hate that my eyes look tired when I haven't gotten enough sleep.  When I was in my early 20's I could do anything on 3 hours of sleep and still look great.  Now I get bags and dark circles.  How did this happen???  But the temperature was perfect for sleeping with the windows open last night and my husband got up to feed the dogs this morning so I got to sleep in a little.  So my eyes don't look old and tired today.   

I feel somewhat thin.  Spin class yesterday helped.  Although, I don't feel sore like I do when I really pushed hard in spin class.  I love that feeling.  That sore (not painful - just sore) feeling the day after a workout really makes me feel thin and fit.  I don't have that today, but I still feel good about going to spin class and that makes me feel somewhat thin today.
 
Now I just need to find something cute to wear to keep this Pretty Day on track.     

Friday, September 17, 2010

Is "Bloggy" a word?

So I'm not a bloggy person.  I am actually pretty private.  I am not one of those people who updates their facebook status hourly.  Or daily.  Or weekly.  I don't update my facebook status on any regular basis, in fact.  I don't Twitter.  Or Tweet.  Or Twit.  Not sure what other social networking tools there are that I should be participating in that I am not.  But I don't do those either. 

I love the thought of a blog.  I have a need to express my thoughts.  The part I do not love?  The thought of someone knowing my thoughs.  Not that they are bad.  It's just that they are mine...  Ok, well sometimes they are bad.  I guess I just have a fear of being judged.  I sometimes wish I could be one of those people who had the 'this is me.' mindset and just not worry that people will not like who 'me' is.

Yes, I have a journal.  I keep it in my bedside table.  I trust my husband not to read it.  But there is still that possibility.  And even if it wasn't he who read it, if anyone read it they would know it was mine.  And they might judge me.  So I guess I am trying to be a bloggy person.