Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2013 Wrap Up

I'm not a member of the "New Year New Me" committee.  Truth is, the only thing that's different between you at 11:59:59 on 12/31 and 12:00:01 on 1/1 is two seconds.  Although years are great periods of time to be able to reflect on, changing the calendar doesn't change you.  You have to change you.  That being said...

2013 was a great year.  No, things aren't all rainbows and unicorns but we're ok.  I'm thankful for my family and friends.  I got a new job and a new side hustle this year.  My mystery symptoms from over the summer have all but disappeared, I think the cardio nurse was right, I had a wicked case of "life happens." Treatment?  R-E-L-A-X!!!

I learned to give myself a bit of a break and to relax.  Or "relax" if you know me for real.   I completely and utterly failed at losing weight this year.  In fact, I'm 20 pounds heavier than I was Jan 1st.  If I keep it real with myself, when I get stressed I eat.  And I've made absolutely no time for exercise.  Exercise makes me sad.  I don't have time for sadness. 
My current situation... If you make this wayyyyyyyyy bigger

While I'd love to say Jan 1st I'm going to do better that's a lie.  A giant lie.  Partly because Monday is nacho day in the cafeteria (priorities may be a bit janky) partly because I know that's a set up for failure.  But I know I have to do better.  I'm down to only a few pairs of pants fitting and my draws almost cut off my circulation the other day and this might be rock bottom, if rock bottom gets excited about nachos that are six days away. 

I'm a better person today than I was on Jan 1, 2013.  I got even better at leaning on my friends and understanding what friendship really means. I can ask for HEWP!!! when needed. I have an awesome family.  I can almost identify when I'm stressing out and deal with the issue (almost). 

I'm looking forward to 2014, 2013 was a great year - but it's just the beginning.  

I'm going to partay tonight (aka drink one drink and start feeling "different") and see if Beyonce's onto anything with this whole drunk in love business.

Until next year

Monday, December 30, 2013

So D. Wade's Baby Affects You How?

Ugh.  I hate the interwebs.  

The problem with the internet is that people get really bold.  People love to talk about this and that and other other thing, and what they would and would not deal with, and how awesome everything is in their world and how they poop rainbows and nothing bad has ever happened to them and they're single because they are too awesome for a relationship and blabbity blabbity.

And it is all so easy because from the comfort of your home/car/bathroom stall you can be as big and bad as you want to be.  No one is there to tell you to STFU, or to call you on your bs or point out all of the ways your life sucks.

In today's episode of "OMG I would never!!!!" it became public knowledge today that D Wade has a baby boy with some chick other than the lady that became his fiance a week or so ago. According to news report it happened when he and Gabrielle Union were on a break.   And even if it didn't. So what.  So the F what.

One day, when I get tired of my abusive relationship with food I'm going to have this body with way more boobs. Way.

I can't claim to be a Gabby Union fan.  Mostly because her face does too much all of the time.  She has at least 8 times the number of facial muscles as regular people.  And she always plays the same character.  But what she chooses to do in her relationship is her business.  They've worked it out, they're happy, ok so be it.

The internet people are not okay with it. Comments have reached levels previously reserved for describing why Beyonce is slowly eating souls.  People are starting fights and damning all men and women and swearing up and down what they will and won't stand for.

Here's the thing.  You don't know what you will and won't deal with until you're in the situation.  You don't know theirs.  Relationships take work and have tons of ups and downs.  And while some issues are universally not ok (like how Ike did Tina), other people decide the terms of their own relationship.

How D. Wade and Gabrielle Union choose to handle their relationship and this child is up to them.  And only them.  Tomorrow you will wake up to the same life you had yesterday. Despite the 45 minute argument you had with I_Hate_DWADE on Facebook today. 

In the words of this awesome toddler, worry about you self.

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Christmas Traditions

It's been said that you haven't really seen Christmas until you do so through a child's eyes.  I think there needs to be an asterisk that specifies said child must itty bitty and awesome.

This is the first year that Ladybug understands Christmas.  Well, she understands that there are awesome lights and presents.  And she loves everything.  Every present she opened was followed by the most sincere WOOWWWWWW ever.  She loves everything and is thankful for everything.  I wish I could bottle that sentiment.  Maybe pull it out when she's 16 or 22.

She thinks Christmas lights are awesome. And I don't mean epic light display of awesomeness.

I mean lights

"Wow... Oh my goodness... Look!! Lights"

Since she actually understands what's going on now, I started to think of Christmas traditions that we could do as a family.  When I was little there were a few years where we made our own Christmas ornaments, which I figured was a good place to start.  I hit Hobby Lobby and improvised because if you wait until December 23rd there are slim pickings.

On Christmas Eve a good friend came by and she, I, Jethro and Ladybug created our masterpieces.

The plan is to do these every Christmas Eve.

The other Christmas Eve tradition I blatantly stole borrowed from a lady I used to work with.  Every Christmas Eve her kids get to open one gift.  And every year that gift is Christmas pajamas.  They get an early present and are all ready for Christmas pictures in the morning.
I can't wait to add even more things that will be uniquely ours.

Do you have any Christmas traditions? What is special to your family?

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Please be very quiet

Alternate title: Everyone STFU. 

I'm in a mood.  I know this mood is caused by my hormones.  I acknowledge this.  Because I'm able to acknowledge this fact, I know to keep my mouth shut.  Otherwise, I'll be making big deals out of the little things, cause I've got big deals and little things.

But I digress.  Here are the top 5 things I wish people would STFU about.

1. Everything (but that would make a short list)
2. Obamacare - I don't want to hear one word about it.  Not about how the website is broken, not about how it's going to save everything. 
3. The Weather - I say this as someone who abhors driving in snow.  Mainly because everyone drives like an idiot and it takes me 3 hours  to get anywhere.  All the newscasters are "it's the biggest snow fall since the last time we had less snow than this".  So.  What.  We don't have mountains of snow.  Shut it.
4. Bad things about Scandal - I don't mean "this plot line is dumb" or " seriously Cyrus" or "Huck nooooooooo" But "everyone that watches Scandal is condoning adultery" and "I've never watched an episode but I hate it".  STFU.   (I don't know how I've managed to not blog about Scandal at all this season - I need to work on that)
5. Any talk of the war against Christmas - Guess what? It's not a real war.  No one is out to get Christmas.  And Christmas the way it's currently celebrated has little to do with Jesus - but that's a different post.

Monday, December 16, 2013

The Night I Met Beyonce

I have made no secret of my appreciation for the entertainment wonder that is Beyonce as seen here, here and here.  But, the thing is... I'm cheap.  And I really couldn't see myself spending a whole lot of money for a few hours of entertainment. So I missed the July show. And felt bad about it.  It is extremely rare that I splurge on me and YOLO and all of that.

When they announced that she was coming back in December and I was determined that I was going to see her.  Even if I had to write 300 articles about ovaries, or HVAC or some random things to earn the money.  I was going to go. And, I was taking my sister.  I spent the better part of the day searching for tickets, looking at the total and then backing out.  Multiple sections, various variations, making up promotion codes just in case - but I couldn't pull the trigger on spending the equivalent of my car note on tickets.

So, our seats were um, not exactly close. 

You see those dark spots on top? That's where I sat.  Yes - on the outside. Being on the inside was extra.
It was an awesome show.  I'm sure at one point she looked up and we locked eyes, experiencing what can only be described as some foolishness I just made up.  You can't lock eyes with someone who is sitting on the outside of the building. 

It was the same day that she dropped her super secret, we didn't tell anyone, bet I still sell millions, album. Even though I'd seen them before, I was surprised at how many people were complaining about Beyonce.  As though their entire existence had been ruined because she put out an album.  To be honest, I can't think of another artist that receives as much "hate" as Beyonce.  R Kelly peed on 8th graders and nothing is said, but a grown married singing about grown woman things is an abomination?  There are plenty of artists that I don't care for, but I'd never go around bashing them on social media and then flying into a rage if people disagreed. That makes no sense.  If you don't like her, that's fine, please keep it to yourself.  And I, in turn, won't go all crazy lady when Lady Gaga wears a meat dress.

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