Sunday, February 24, 2013

Random Sunday Thoughts




Since I am just chillin' on this gorgeous Sunday evening, I spose I could share with you some of the things I have been thinking about today...

1- Pants suck. Especially jeans. The saying 'the only good pants are no pants' is totally true. But in my case, my pants sucking means I could stand to lose a few pounds...maybe. Idk. 

2- I wanna be a vegetarian. Fuck it- as long as I'm fantasizing, I might as well go all the way. I want to be a vegan! But see, here's the thing...I think I'm more excited about the idea of veganism than I am about the reality. And since it's Sunday, I can confess that I actually added myself to PETA's mailing list. (Don't judge me. I thought it would be motivational, dammit!) Once a week I get emails about various non-meat shit that goes on in the world...or something like that. Okay- I also confess that I've never actually read any of them. That reminds me...note to self: unsubscribe from the PETA mailing list...

3- Have you ever had those times when the only prayer you can put together is: HELP! NOW! There you go. That's me. 

4- Coffee is from Jesus. As is caramel macchiato creamer. I don't know what I'd do without them. And, finally...

5- I want to be one of those people who says "Oh, I've never seen that. I hardly ever watch T.V. And I would never have one in my bedroom." Those people suck. But I think they probably get a lot done in life...





Thursday, February 21, 2013

This Is How I Feel Today...





And how I've felt for the whole month of February. I've always hated this month. Black History notwithstanding, it's the shortest, darkest, coldest and most depressing of all the months. Add to that the fact that life is kickin my ass pretty good right now and you can see why my Alpaca friend and I have so much in common. (At least I think this is an Alpaca). Believe it or not, I have actually been rocking a very similar hairdo here lately. Damn shame. And I feel equally blinded. Not by hair, mostly by bullshit circumstances in life. But, I'm sure things will get better, and all that stuff. Or not. Hell if I know.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

I Wanna Do Something Awesome With My Body...



Not like that...sheesh. Minds out of the gutter. Pervs. I'm kidding. Come back. Okay. I'm sorry. so sensitive...Anyhoo, there is an awesome article here: http://www.clutchmagonline.com about how the most exceptional and beautiful Misty Copeland has just signed a two book deal. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm very happy for her. But it got me to thinking. If she can be a ballerina and write books, I should be a writer who does...stuff too. I'm almost 99.99999% sure it won't be ballet. Yes, I took two ballet classes when I was eight. I'm not sure what it was in life that prevented me from continuing on the path, but needless to say- at this present time, I'm a little long in the tooth and a lot...thick (yeah that's a good word) in the waist for that sort of thing. I'm also much, much too lazy to even try to pick up ballet (or probably any other kind of dance) at this stage in life. Shut up. I know who I am. I'll own that shit. The point (and yes- there is a point) is that I would like, very much, to become a more physical person.
I'll tell you a secret: for years, I have dreamed of being the chick on the sidewalk in the cute running outfit with the ipod strapped to the arm and the pony-tail swinging. Alas (written as I heave a long sigh), I can't stand being outside. More on that later. So, that's probably not gonna happen. But I really have vowed to at least try to move my body more this year. Cuz as delusional fabulous as I am, I'm not getting any younger, and it do helps to be as active as you can when the old metabolism shoots you the middle finger and slows to a crawl.
Idk. Maybe I'll take up speed-walking in the mall with the old people. It could work. Or maybe I'll just wake up one morning with the urge (and some kind of free pass) to hit the gym. Maybe I'll fall in love with a gym rat whose company I enjoy so much I'll accompany him on his workouts and be shamed into participating. I'm going to give it some more thought...while I eat ice cream.