i still need to work out a ton. sigh.
my new lounging outfit to be worn whilst lounging about.
happy mother’s day, y’all.
i have so many things i need to do and i feel bogged down by it, psychologically.
maybe i should take everything i own and just donate it to a thrift store. no, i can’t do that. but i need to start getting rid of some stuff because i have too much stuff. that’s the problem.
my valentine’s evening was fantastic.
how was yours?
i forgot to post this picture of a dinner i assembled last week. (well, jason & i. it was a collaborative effort.)
fancy carnitas have’a chips nachos.
last night was bacon wrapped scallops. oh so good. we dipped them in a little sriracha with a dollop of ranch dressing in the middle. my brilliant creation of a dipping sauce made them that much more perfect. :-)
then we (by ‘we’, i mean ‘he’ ~ i watched, and documented) BBQ’d some korean short ribs or something. they were amaze.
jason has really great style. i love it.
plated up.
sorry all my pics are blurry.
i bet my camera’s batteries (yes, i still use a camera that has batteries. ?) are dying.
there’s some sliced avocado, cilantro garlic butter lemon sauce on the asparagus spears and
oh yes, the beautiful beautiful head of roasted garlic. yummmmmmmmmmmm.
these are the jeans which tricked me into thinking they were cute when they were actually thinly disguised MOM JEANS.
and yes, i’m a mom… but that doesn’t mean i have to wear mom jeans. nor do i care to. not even ironically.
they are hideous and have now been relegated to work pants.
what picture is this?
i don’t even know and i don’t feel like loading the visual.
oh, i checked. okay. that is my new old navy jacket. wool, bedazzled.
so ‘me’, really.
second gift was/is absolutely gorgeous. pics to come.
here’s what i gave him.
awesome lighting for it, eh?
happy happy joy joy.
i’m starting to feel the painting bug’s itchy bite.
may not be the best photo but this food was THA BOMB-diggity.
yum yum yum yum yum
just because i say i look like a dork here doesn’t mean i hate myself.
i may very well hate myself, but i still look like a dork!
i had a wonderful afternoon yesterday.
work (before that) was super duper stressful, tho. and when i got home and went to bed i couldn’t stop thinking about it. so i read a book til i fell asleep. bye.
i am supposed to be awake in an hour
see
i went to bed too early.
so now i am awake too early
it’s a swirling sucking eddy of despair!
and then this happened.
so buttery.
it’s like buttah!
then i became obsessed with trying to figure out what the HALE is going on with my ponyTALE. taile. whatever.
who cares.
no seriously.
my crazy weirdo aunt at my grandma’s funeral
was all
your hair used to be so pretty.
and people are all…. it used to be so much brighter?!
eff you all!~ you know nothing!
my hair is my hair so STFU. just kidding.
i will put henna on it
soon.
i promise.
i won’t show you the other foto wherein and in which i look totally possessed demon stylez. i love that.
i should make that demon-possessed-eyes one into my blawg header.
hehehehehh she said head
it’s not even 8AM, i have not even attempted to look pretty… hair, makeup.
these pictures serve as inspiration to do something about that AND
even tho i’ve seriously lost ten pounds this week due to a change in routine which included not eating as much (especially not gorging at night), not drinking quite as much and walking 30 mins twice a day…..
i still have a LONG way to go.
i was feeling super skinny and these are my favorite clothes… but the photos were a reality check. :-(
not there yet.
i will be joining a gym next month, tho. or as soon as possible.
my camera is just not available in the way that i need.
makes life difficult.
i mean…
everyone might say that my ‘blogging’ endeavors are futile… but i refuse to believe that. it means something to me.
documentation.
it’s a legitimate endeavor.
it’s kind of what i have my degree in.
for which i still owe mass quantities of moolah. n’ah mean?
in many ways my life is a struggle. whose isn’t in one way or another we all face sickness, old age and death.
i told him to sit on the toilet. ha.
lame.
silly.
funny.
my son is very handsome, obviously.
and he is funny.
see?
they both are. funny. that is.
i decided not to buy anything to eat at IKEA.
i did buy two things. a boring stupid rug (but at least it is new and clean) and a shower curtain. have yet to install same.
so basically it is a useless sheet of polka dotted plastic crumpled up on my bedroom floor. yes, i am that awesome.
you know it.
i don’t have to tell you.
just in case you were wondering, yes: i am going thru a mid-life crisis at the mome.
and if i must be honest, no… i am not particularly interested in your opinion.
actually, yes, i am.
i had some ‘time to kill’
so i went and hung out at our awesome downtown library branch.
it’s so amazing and gorgeous.
several random strangers told me i looked very pretty today. i was thinking, “are they talking to me?” and had to push myself to say thank you and then be like, secretly looking around to see if they were actually talking to me.
seriously.
i walk around feeling like a hideous monster.
all my time spent getting ready before i go out is in the hopes that i will be able to pass as normal.
see how the library is filled with plants? it’s amazing.
my period is starting today. this means that i am ‘off-kilter’
it was a weird day, weather-wise. windy, cold, cloudy but then the sun would come out for a while and it would be hot. now it’s back to windy and cold again.
i feel fat in this dress.
i actually did get some reading done early this morning.
of super sad true love story.
it’s cool. the attention to and description of odd details is what gives it life.
i deliberated over whether or not i should get this for lunch.
i regret it.
the chips were inedible. just horrible.
the salsa i got was not what i wanted, she made an assumption.
the rice in the burrito was DISGUSTING fake rice. so gross.
had to eat around it.
sorry this post is so photos-of-me-centric.
i’m going through a crisis.
before makeup.
such depths of angst in my eyes, eh?
i think so.
if you only knew.
the maids came and cleaned for me this morning.
i helped.
they cleaned my bathroom and kitchen and vacuumed.
that was two hours worth of work.
and there is so much more that needs to be done.
but i feel like it got me started.
i know this book is really cool.
like, really great.
i think i read a few pages last night but i was falling asleep.
:-(
will have to re-read.
my morning commute.
burning man will be coming around pretty soon.
that’ll be interesting.
it hasn’t been much of a good day, today.
started out good but abruptly (that word’s hard to type) ended up bad.
well, there’s always the internet, i guess.
i feel like the wife in Fahrenheit 451
i think it’s more normal to just leave people alone.
what?
someone was taking a picture?
what cleavage?
oh, these old things?
wahhhhhh.
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