Well...
1. I'm hungry, because I made the mistake of eating lunch at about 10:45am.
2. I'm tired, because I made the mistake of staying up way too late last night, which led to me falling asleep with my hair in a post-shower towel turban...which led to me waking up looking like a HOT mess.
3. I'm sad, because my life is in the middle of a massive, massive change.
4. I'm happy, because my life is in the middle of a massive, massive change.
5. I'm scared, because my life is in the middle of a massive, massive change.
6. I'm confused, because...you guessed it. Change.
For those who may come across this post by whatever means (subscriber, stalker, random come-acrosser, etc.), would you say a quick prayer for me?
Thanks.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
FINALLY.
Don't tell anyone, but I am SO GLAD Halloween has finally come and gone.
Don't get me wrong...I do love Fall, and all of the beauty that comes with it: the changing trees, the changing weather (minus the literal HELL my sinuses are going through), the changing wardrobe - it's all fabulous (except the sinuses part).
But Halloween. Ick.
Everything is so creepy and spooky and weird. I don't even care so much for all of the candy, for the simple fact that I feel completely terrible about having destroyed every tiny box of MilkDuds and miniature bags of Reeses Pieces that were part of the ONE bag of candy we purchased this year. And I started dieting on November 1st, so OF COURSE I had to make sure all of my candy favorites were long gone before then, so I wouldn't have to resist the evil temptation.
Anyway, back to my genuine distaste for Halloween. Ick.
All of the creepy witchy laughter you hear on radio and TV commercials, absolutely make me cringe. And if we're all going to dress up in costumes and run around like fools, why can't everyone be a happy character? Whatever happened to angels and Bible characters and princesses and cowboys? All the zombies, angry birds, sci-fi characters and serial killers are more than I can stand. And you don't want to hear my soapbox about Halloween being the one holiday where everyone's "true colors" really shine thru...especially among women.
Good golly. Well, it's over. And for that I am so grateful.
I am currently on the debate with myself about how to spend my Friday after Thanksgiving. I've got plenty of time to decide my plan of action
I've got two options:
1. Get up at the butt-crack of dawn...actually, it'd probably be before the butt-crack...and do the Black Friday routine. My mom and I have developed a sort of tradition in participating in the out-of-control shopping experience, but I'm really trying to decide if that's what I want to mess with this year. There would probably have to be some completely mind-blowing deal on something that I couldn't bear to live without...
OR
2. Get up long after the butt-crack of dawn has long since passed, strike up the Christmas jams, and get my decorating on, probably find myself completely exhausted by about 5pm, at which point I'll crash on the couch. Wake up just in time to have some leftovers for a late dinner, and then stay up way too late trying to get the rest of the decorations up.
Decisions, decisions. This is the exciting life I lead.
HAPPY NOVEMBER!
Don't get me wrong...I do love Fall, and all of the beauty that comes with it: the changing trees, the changing weather (minus the literal HELL my sinuses are going through), the changing wardrobe - it's all fabulous (except the sinuses part).
But Halloween. Ick.
Everything is so creepy and spooky and weird. I don't even care so much for all of the candy, for the simple fact that I feel completely terrible about having destroyed every tiny box of MilkDuds and miniature bags of Reeses Pieces that were part of the ONE bag of candy we purchased this year. And I started dieting on November 1st, so OF COURSE I had to make sure all of my candy favorites were long gone before then, so I wouldn't have to resist the evil temptation.
Anyway, back to my genuine distaste for Halloween. Ick.
All of the creepy witchy laughter you hear on radio and TV commercials, absolutely make me cringe. And if we're all going to dress up in costumes and run around like fools, why can't everyone be a happy character? Whatever happened to angels and Bible characters and princesses and cowboys? All the zombies, angry birds, sci-fi characters and serial killers are more than I can stand. And you don't want to hear my soapbox about Halloween being the one holiday where everyone's "true colors" really shine thru...especially among women.
Good golly. Well, it's over. And for that I am so grateful.
I am currently on the debate with myself about how to spend my Friday after Thanksgiving. I've got plenty of time to decide my plan of action
I've got two options:
1. Get up at the butt-crack of dawn...actually, it'd probably be before the butt-crack...and do the Black Friday routine. My mom and I have developed a sort of tradition in participating in the out-of-control shopping experience, but I'm really trying to decide if that's what I want to mess with this year. There would probably have to be some completely mind-blowing deal on something that I couldn't bear to live without...
OR
2. Get up long after the butt-crack of dawn has long since passed, strike up the Christmas jams, and get my decorating on, probably find myself completely exhausted by about 5pm, at which point I'll crash on the couch. Wake up just in time to have some leftovers for a late dinner, and then stay up way too late trying to get the rest of the decorations up.
Decisions, decisions. This is the exciting life I lead.
HAPPY NOVEMBER!
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
"Nothing tastes as good as being skinny feels." - Kate Moss
Heaven help me...I will be skinnier. Please don't misinterpret that - I don't think I'm "huge" or a "cow," I just know that I'm not what I could and SHOULD be. By golly, my thighs will be toned, my tummy will be flatter, and my arms will not flap in the wind. Inspiration...
I also need my cheeks to look like that, but that will take much more effort than I'm willing to exert.
One of these four items WILL be my reward for losing 10 lbs. And I WILL lose 10 lbs...as soon as I can shake these bloody shin splints!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Dismay
Dismay
-noun: sudden or complete loss of courage; utter disheartenment; sudden disillusionment.
Thank you faithful Lord, for encouragement. For love and support when I am so undeserving. Thank you for a family to constantly remind me, through everyday encounters, just how deep your love is for me. I am not worthy to be recognized as your child, yet you rescue me each day from the depths of life’s most trying and challenging trials. Knowing that it will never compare to the unconditional, everlasting love that you have for me…I love you deeply, and I am yours.
-noun: sudden or complete loss of courage; utter disheartenment; sudden disillusionment.
“Do not fear, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will uphold you with my Righteous Right Hand.”
Isaiah 41.10
Thank you faithful Lord, for encouragement. For love and support when I am so undeserving. Thank you for a family to constantly remind me, through everyday encounters, just how deep your love is for me. I am not worthy to be recognized as your child, yet you rescue me each day from the depths of life’s most trying and challenging trials. Knowing that it will never compare to the unconditional, everlasting love that you have for me…I love you deeply, and I am yours.
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