Month: August 2011

I would like to report a sad occurrence, it will come as no surprise to some, others, well you will be shocked to your very core. I have broken up with weather, it was not my fault, and I would like to say right now I am innocent of any wrong doing. Weather has betrayed me on many occasions, the promise of snow, then none, taunting me with cooler temperatures, then yanking it away. This summer has been the last straw, blasting me with temperatures that are beyond humanly endurable. I don’t know what I did to deserve such callous treatment; however, I have reached my breaking point. The relationship is abusive in nature, in the past I have lavished praise on Weather, telling all how good he is to me. With the snow, the ice, rain, sleet and cooler temperatures of the past, but now, with the furnace like heat blasting me in the face every time I step beyond my air conditioned haven. Well I can no longer take the abuse. We are done, I know what you are thinking, as soon as Weather shows remorse and the temperatures drop to something more normalized I will take him back. Not this time, I am done with the taunting, the teasing the blatant, spiteful inconsistencies.
If anyone out there is in an abusive relationship with someone like Weather, get out now, drop them, teach them a lesson. We will not take it anymore!
So it is Friday, I am wearing a great outfit and my hair is amazing today! All in all a good day to break up with Weather as he will be jealous that I have moved on so easily. I am dumping him to spend more time with Television; Television has never let me down, has always been there and loves me.

So the other day a questions was posed on Facebook, which Sex in the City character are you? Well that is a loaded question, because I identify with portions of each of them, except for Carrie. I believe Carrie did some of the stupidest things a woman could do. Things that when they happened I was like OMG no woman on earth would do these things. I really hope I am right. Let’s take for instance the time Big told her he did not want to introduce her to his mother. She found out he went to church with his mother every Sunday, so she drags one of her cohorts with her, dresses in what she thinks is her Sunday best and off she goes. She “accidentally” bumps into them after church, forcing an introduction. Then her feelings get hurt when Big does not introduce her the way she wants to be introduced. I remember watching that episode with my nephew and he and I both were like are you kidding me. We could not believe she had done this incredibly stupid thing.
I have to admit I love Samantha, simply because she is so very honest with who she is and what she wants out of life. There is a line she says in the first movie, and yes I drug the Irishman with me to see it, she turns to Smith Jarred and says “I love you, but I love me more”. The Irishman turns to me and says that is so you. And he is right, I love me, I love me more than almost anything and anyone. The only people I truly love more than me are my children and their progeny. I love who I am, I love the fact that I recognize I have issues and deal with them; I get rid of the ones that harm me and keep the ones that make me slightly eccentric. I love who I am, I hope I have instilled in my daughter the ability to love herself and with that respect who she is and stay true to herself.
I agree with Charlotte on the rules, be a rules girl, respect yourself and others will respect you as well. I also love the fact that her vision about who she was changed, she decided that being with someone simply because he was who society said she should be with was not what she wanted. I loved it when she fell in love with Harry and realized he was not what she had envisioned herself with. I love how she learned humility and what true love is.
I don’t understand why they made Miranda the ugly one, was it because she was supposed to be the smart one? Is that really how men think of smart women? That we are less attractive than other women? The actress that plays Miranda is pretty in real life, but in the show they messed her teeth up and made her dowdy. How sad is that, on television and in the movies if you are smart you are seen as less than in the looks department. I find this especially troublesome as I believe I am highly intelligent, articulate and ever evolving, and so totally not unattractive. Oh I know I go through spells where I post that I am having an ugly day, but on the whole, I think I am really pretty. And everyone wants me. And I am smart.
Very frustrating to see smart women portrayed this way on my favorite medium, so in conclusion, I am a combination of all of the Sex in the City women, with only a little bit of Carrie thrown in. after all haven’t we all done something completely stupid at least once in our lives?

As of yesterday I have lost 19 pounds, thank you Weight Watchers, I feel a little better about myself. I still have my fat days, but I feel skinnier on the whole. Only 80 more pounds to go!! Then I will be perfect.
It is hot here in North Texas, seriously 107 degrees, over 30 days and counting of 100 + weather, and I hate the heat. I love the cold, I think we all know that, I want snow, ice, rain all of it. I love wearing sweater dresses and boots, tights and coats. Please bring back winter, I promise I will be good if you bring back winter!
Yesterday it was to Bonham for the Irishman’s car, luckily it was not what Auto Zone told him, it was just a battery and Jeffrey was able to correct the issue and save the Irishman some money. Today it is my car, a continuation of last week, Jeffrey had to order the part, so today my car will be perfect, yay!
I am cutting back on my food intake little by little, I am supposed to have 29 points a day, I have that down to about 20 now, some days I admit I eat the whole 29, but on the whole I keep it under that. I eat a lot of fresh fruit; those are all free point wise in the Weight Watcher system. I think I am very healthy. I do miss sour skittles and cheetos, I miss cheetos a lot, I dream about them. When I am old and it doesn’t matter if I am fat, like when I am 98, I am going to eat nothing but puffy cheetos for like a year. Then the next year I am going to eat nothing but sour skittles, then chocolate, then a whole year of Starbucks. So excited! Can’t wait to get old!