It's alright, It's okay
... to print all of your digital pictures, even the mediocre ones, and save them
... to save all of your children's artwork
... to be delusional on occasion and insist that Pre-Filled Easter Eggs was really your IDEA
... to book a one-way, one-person ticket to Malta without a hint of guilt
... to harbor ill-thoughts toward an ex and his man-boobies
... to schedule cosmetic surgery and enhancements
... to despise the "mother" who only has one topic of conversation; "herself"
... to have a crush on Hugh Grant
Monday, August 30, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Wacky Wednesdays
And your taxes...
And your medical...
And you're not my child, spouse, relative, or friend
Monday, August 23, 2010
It's alright, It's okay Mondays
It's alright, It's okay
... to ignore the "check engine" light
... to read an owner's manual six years later
... to peruse a cookbook and decide on "pizza" anyway
... to leave dog "whoopdies" for your husband to clean up and claim "it just happened"
... to dislike hotdogs
... to skip ironing for a week
... to pretend to be busy
... to learn to take a little rest with your eyes open
... to ignore the "check engine" light
... to read an owner's manual six years later
... to peruse a cookbook and decide on "pizza" anyway
... to leave dog "whoopdies" for your husband to clean up and claim "it just happened"
... to dislike hotdogs
... to skip ironing for a week
... to pretend to be busy
... to learn to take a little rest with your eyes open
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
It's alright, It's okay Mondays
It's alright, It's okay
... to suggest a hotel to your husband's mother or any of HIS other family members
... to laugh at your cousin because his insecurites are subliminally written all over his FB posts and your immediate and only thoughts include the word "LOSER"
... to call your best friend and harmlessly gossip
... to listen to your sister complain about her third (or maybe it's her fourth) husband
... to wonder if "Whole Grain White" bread is somewhat healthy
... to sit by the pool without SPF 50 for just an hour
... to not know how to play video games (nor care to learn)
... to swim "turtle neck" style (keeping your head and face above water)
... to suggest a hotel to your husband's mother or any of HIS other family members
... to laugh at your cousin because his insecurites are subliminally written all over his FB posts and your immediate and only thoughts include the word "LOSER"
... to call your best friend and harmlessly gossip
... to listen to your sister complain about her third (or maybe it's her fourth) husband
... to wonder if "Whole Grain White" bread is somewhat healthy
... to sit by the pool without SPF 50 for just an hour
... to not know how to play video games (nor care to learn)
... to swim "turtle neck" style (keeping your head and face above water)
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
It's alright, It's okay Mondays
It's alright, It's okay
... to eat leftover cake for breakfast
... to write a real letter instead of an email or text
... to read a worthless novel and be unable to recall the title, plot, or author
... to wear the same outfit five days in a row (in your hometown)
... to be conservative
... to be a "real" feminist while donning makeup, a dress and a brain!
... to use coupons
... to watch "Sesame Street"
... to eat leftover cake for breakfast
... to write a real letter instead of an email or text
... to read a worthless novel and be unable to recall the title, plot, or author
... to wear the same outfit five days in a row (in your hometown)
... to be conservative
... to be a "real" feminist while donning makeup, a dress and a brain!
... to use coupons
... to watch "Sesame Street"
Friday, August 6, 2010
8 months of no shopping update
One month I consider my lack of spending to be great. In my own opinion. The opinion that really matters.
The next month, maybe not so great. Still in my own opinion. I can be honest and subjective. Or is it objective. Well, whatever...
Actually, at this time, I am a bit irritated with the credit card company. They have taken a liking to sending our bill, so that the bill actually arrives on a SATURDAY! EVERY MONTH. How is that possible with the erratic postal system? Perhaps, Saturday Delivery will soon be just a memory. Has that 'bill' passed yet??
Thank you, Bank A and your damn credit card. You ruin ONE out of FOUR weekends EVERY month. Weekends, as we all know, are precious commodities. And ONE of them is a total and complete BUST.
So, I have taken to retrieving the mail. And, subsequently yet sheepishly, hiding the mail. Or forgetting about the mail. Or, is it considered temporarily misplacing the mail? Well, regardless to what happens to the mail on that particular Saturday -- it doesn't reappear until Tuesday.
Why not on Monday? Mondays suck anyway, why make it worse? By Tuesdays, we are so preoccupied with the week's activities that the bill is overshadowed by the busy-ness of our life. Thank God for Tuesdays.
I think I will call the credit card company AGAIN... and beg them to close the statement on a different day. Or pick a different mailing date. Twelve "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad" weekends per year ... that's only 40 available for FUN!! And I desperately NEED all 52 weekends.
The next month, maybe not so great. Still in my own opinion. I can be honest and subjective. Or is it objective. Well, whatever...
Actually, at this time, I am a bit irritated with the credit card company. They have taken a liking to sending our bill, so that the bill actually arrives on a SATURDAY! EVERY MONTH. How is that possible with the erratic postal system? Perhaps, Saturday Delivery will soon be just a memory. Has that 'bill' passed yet??
Thank you, Bank A and your damn credit card. You ruin ONE out of FOUR weekends EVERY month. Weekends, as we all know, are precious commodities. And ONE of them is a total and complete BUST.
So, I have taken to retrieving the mail. And, subsequently yet sheepishly, hiding the mail. Or forgetting about the mail. Or, is it considered temporarily misplacing the mail? Well, regardless to what happens to the mail on that particular Saturday -- it doesn't reappear until Tuesday.
Why not on Monday? Mondays suck anyway, why make it worse? By Tuesdays, we are so preoccupied with the week's activities that the bill is overshadowed by the busy-ness of our life. Thank God for Tuesdays.
I think I will call the credit card company AGAIN... and beg them to close the statement on a different day. Or pick a different mailing date. Twelve "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad" weekends per year ... that's only 40 available for FUN!! And I desperately NEED all 52 weekends.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Wacky Wednesdays
What did you do before cellphones?
Why is that 4 out of 5 cars that we pass, the driver is yacking??
The new earring, a cellphone?
Monday, August 2, 2010
It's alright, It's okay Mondays
It's alright, It's okay
... to appear in public with your child's vomit wiped on your yoga pants
... to wear a black shirt with obvious wet spit-up
... to like tofu
... to eat real burgers
... to visit the beach and complain about sand in your "drawers"
... to name a lower bodily function; a "fluffy"
... to refer to slow recall items as "whatchamacallits"
... to eat pancakes for dinner
... to appear in public with your child's vomit wiped on your yoga pants
... to wear a black shirt with obvious wet spit-up
... to like tofu
... to eat real burgers
... to visit the beach and complain about sand in your "drawers"
... to name a lower bodily function; a "fluffy"
... to refer to slow recall items as "whatchamacallits"
... to eat pancakes for dinner
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