I've decided I don't ever have to go to a wedding again. I don't really like them. They are boring. I have this theory that no one really wants you at their wedding anyway. They are just inviting you out of obligation. Yes, I'm projecting. I didn't want anyone at MY wedding. I got married on a… Continue reading Wedding Bell Blues
I have terrible posture, I have for years. I remember when I was a very little girl I had perfect posture. People would comment, especially my Grandma Mona, on how straight my back was. They said I sat up, "like a little lady." I also remember when I was 14 years old and a man… Continue reading Standing Tall (On the Wings of my Dreams?)
I've only been blogging for a few months. I thought I would write a post about the first few months as a blogger cause I'm meta AF. So far I don't feel like it's going so well. I think it's been about three months and I only have 15 followers and two of them are… Continue reading The first few months of blogging.
I'm just trying to figure out how to participate in the Daily post exposed prompt. I am currently being exposed as a newbie and a technical non-genius. Truthfully the whole process of blogging has left me feeling very exposed. I know that's my fault for sharing so much information about my personal life. Certainly no one… Continue reading Over Exposed?
You know those Amber Alerts that cause your phone to make that horrible emergency sound? Yeah, I hate those. They are so nerve wrecking. What makes me qualified to find children? I'm not a detective. I could have had plans today. Now I have to call into work. Maybe I was going to stay in… Continue reading In Search of Lost Children
Because we fucking told them to. That's why. Maybe instead of whining about life's mysteries you should learn to assert yourself. Go up to the man you want, slap him in the face, and tell him that he loves you. It might not work but I can pretty much guarantee that he's not going to… Continue reading Why do men love bitches?
I can't stop eating. Now that I'm working out regularly my arms and legs are pretty tone. My stomach is too. I assume. You can't tell about the stomach though cause I have a protective layer of chub covering it. Yes, I'm at the gym right now but before I got here I ate a… Continue reading What I’m doing at the gym isn’t working out.