Facts

-I hate myspace.com

-My throat is itchy and scratchy.

-I often wonder if I love people more than they love me. This is especially true with men.

-I made New Mexican for dinner tonight.

-Sometimes I wonder if I have what it takes to succeed.

-Sometimes I feel like I'm waiting for everyone else to catch up.

-Knowing that Jessica Simpson had acne once doesn't make me like her any more.

-However, knowing that Kelly Clarkson had acne once definitely makes me like her more.

-I often think that all I really need is a guy to be as devoted to me as Spike was to Buffy.

-I liked The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.

-If I could have any job in the world it would be an acrobat for Cirque de Soliel.

-I can count on one hand the number of times that I've felt beautiful.

-If I could be any type of super natural being, it would be a vampire.

-I'm scared to talk about getting married or having children.

-I'm always worried that I smell bad.

-When I get stressed out I throw up.

-I love the ocean and frequently have dreams where I'm alone on a deserted beach. I may not have the best swimsuit body, but I think I'm pretty close to perfect when I'm splashing in the waves.

-One of my biggest pet peeves is indifference. Yes, we're all indifferent at some point in time but if you utter the words "I don't care" more than once a day, perhaps you need to find something to care about.

-I hope that my throat feels better tomorrow.

- I worry that I have to censor myself on this thing. Which is silly, it's my blog. I'll write what I damn well please.

-I believe wholly in the power of wishes. I wish on stars, at 11:11, when I go over railroad tracks, birthdays. You name it, I wish on it.

- I trust what my magic eight ball says.

I spent too much time by myself today and this is the result. None of this makes any sense!!

At least once in a lifetime, people are faced with having to make a very difficult decision. The details of my particular decision are unimportant but it boils down to this: Do I sacrifice my happiness and my health to make other people happy...or do I take care of me.

I think for the first time in my life, I'm about to pick me.

Hindsight isn't just 20/20, it's HILARIOUS

For shits and giggles, I picked an old journal of mine and started flipping through it. Well, I came upon something I'd written that was so emotional, so over-the-top melodramatic that I literally burst out laughing...at myself. I've had to stop typing several times during these few lines because the force of my laughter takes over my entire body and all I can do is sit there and shake in silence.

Huck, I can liken it to the level of drama that ensued when I slammed the door one too many times and my Dad punished me by taking the door away.

Because I don't want to expose myself to public ridicule and judgment I will not share what I read in my journal, but trust me...it was great.

Let me count the ways

Things that make me wanna crawl back into bed and pull the covers up over my ears:

--Doing laundry

--Taking out the trash. Huck can attest to this. When we lived together I NEVER took out the garbage. Sorry, Huck. I'm an awful roomie.

--Coming home to find something else wrong with my little house. I walked in this morning to find my kitchen flooded. Water everywhere. I just sort stood there and looked at it. Then I called the plumber.

--Waiting literally all day for said plumber to come over. Today is my one day off and I spent it waiting for this guy. Sheesh

--Waking up and deciding to make a cup of coffee and then spilling wet coffee grounds all over the place. Sigh. I shoulda known it was gonna be this kinda day.

--Feeling like Sarah, plain and squat. I haven't felt this homely in quite some time. Double sigh...

--Taxes

--Only having one day off. It's impossible to do everything that needs to get done and veg out.


Now in the interest of playing fair I will also list the things that put a big smile on my face:

--Homemade strawberry shortcake. Yum!

--Bear came over today and saw the mess in the kitchen. He left and came back with a mop and a bucket, a giant package of NERDS candy, and a little toy pirate. There's few things in life that can't be made better by candy and pirates. That's a scientific fact!

--Finding out that maybe you weren't as bad at something as you thought you were. Bear gave me a stand mixer for my birthday and I've been trying to become a better baker. Baking is such an exact science and it has always proven difficult for me. But I've been baking away (and forcing that poor man 'o mine to eat the results) and it turns out that I'm actually not too shabby. I made a fairly impressive coconut cake yesterday. The trimmings from that cake have provided me with the aforementioned strawberry shortcake. Proving yourself wrong can be a beautiful thing.

--A full fruit bowl. I know that sounds odd, but I'm ten times more likely to eat fruit if it's attractively displayed as opposed to sitting in a drawer at the bottom of my fridge. I went to the store today and restocked mine. It looks very pretty.

--Doing good work. This season started off kinda rough for me. But I feel like I'm making progress and growing a whole bunch. Being proud of what you do is good for the soul.

Whew. Today was a bit of a mess but I'll go to bed tonight and tomorrow will, indeed, be another day...