These past few posts have been real serious, and since I'm not really in a serious mood and I actually am excited about things I'd thought I'd make things a little spicy and turn up the heat.
That was a joke. I don't know how to make things spicy. Do they offer a blog class on "how to be funny when you're naturally awkward and not funny"? I don't know. I did get a "how to blog" book for Christmas from my sister, I read half of it and decided I didn't really care anymore. Plus my sister commandeered it and tried to blog for a hot minute (which is shorter than a cold minute because of molecules and such). Not everyone can do it. I'm special. *glitter*
I've noticed that my pants are fitting looser! I think it has a lot to do with previously stated "stress eating" and that I'm less stressed recently (I am taking control of those bloody emotions, I am!) and haven't been snacking as much.
I felt my sisters nugget of a baby kick for the first time the other day (I know that he is due in less than 2 months, I'm just never there when he decided to do the kickey thing) and that little guy is actually real! It's alive! I'm going to love him forever.
I'm actually being a good food blogger and have pictures ready to accompany posts for 2 whole recipes! It's good to have goals. Maybe that's why I lost motivation for a while there, I was unable to see the end, so the middle didn't matter. Small goals, the end is in sight.
My no spend month has been okay so far. I went out to eat a few times, I bought tickets to two shows, and I bought 4cd's from amazon earlier this week... but in reality I've done really well for my first time. I'm not sure if I'm going to try it again in September, because I do need to spend money without feeling guilty sometimes (you can't just not have fun, I'm trying to heal here people).
Saturday night my D&D campaign died. It was sad, I wasn't there because it was my dads birthday. I now have Saturday nights free to do whatever I want. This is a good and bad thing. It was nice to never have to worry about making plans for a Saturday night, but it was also tedious when I never got to make plans for a Saturday night.
Glee is starting up in a few short weeks and I'm
Pumpkin spice is back!
3 day weekend coming up and I have decided to make another pie. I made one earlier this week but apparently my room mates aren't fans of the "don't eat the last of something" (especially if it's my pie!!) rule I though we all partook in. partake. partooken... ? You wouldn't think that my pants are getting looser with the fact that I made a pie, a cake, and cookies this past week; but it is. I really can say wonderful things about relaxing and the positive correlation with your health. I'm no where near as carefree and awesome as I was before all this animosity came into my life; but I'm really trying to do things that will help me, and not just playing mother to everyone else. I still have really tense muscles (does anyone out there give good massages? I'm available...) and I still get anxiety, but I am sleeping better; I think I'm finally getting used to sleeping alone again. It's really nice to have all the pillows to myself. I can never stress that enough.
My little sister is an aid to one of my favorite teachers form high school, Kurtz, and its funny because she is fine admitting Teresa is her sister, but she hates that people associate her with me (I think it's because I'm so pretty...). So this teacher kept telling her she reminded her of someone (me) and Carol finally admitted our relatedness and Kurtz said we are the exact same person. This worries/excites me. Worry: I talked to Kurtz about sex. I talked to her about other things too like my love for oceanography and how I think staying after class and watching blue planet is more entertaining than going to lunch (shut up! I'm a geek, I've told you this), but the fact that she was one of the only people I told about something rather naughty I did just before graduation (I was legally an adult, Carol is not, another worry) makes me worry that she is associating my little sister with me based on out apparent sluttyness. Excited: Kurtz is a great teacher and an overall great woman. Carol is lucky to have her. Also, and I'll honestly say here that I think she is hesitant to tell people she's my little sister for fear that they'll get all sorts of expectations because I was really involved and a good student, I think that by having someone relate Carol to me, even though it's probably not for her academic skills, she may realize that you can be cool (I did just call myself cool, yes) and studious and if you're friends with people who genuinely like you for who you are they won't care if you're both.
"You know what wednesday is, right? Hump Day" -Mr. Schuester