I don’t care what anyone says. I was done with trying to lose weight because it seemed like the harder I kept trying, the worse it got and the more I totally did NOT lose weight. AND THEN, a friend had me read this book: So far, it is working like a champ in that I have stopped the following actions: 1) Obsessing every … Continue reading Eating Like a Toddler, or How Not to Diet
Here’s a scene from last night. This happened. Husband: “What are you doing?” Me, while jogging around the dining room table: “I’m a little freaked out by myself right now. I think this is like running.” Him: “Yes, what you are doing right there is jogging.” Me: “Yeah, I don’t know what the fuck it is but I think I kind of like it … Continue reading The Alien Transformation is Almost Complete
As I hung up laundry on Friday night (because my life is fucking exciting), I realized that I was hanging up 9 black V-neck t-shirts. NINE. That seemed excessive. This blog could probably just end here. Because as soon as “this seems excessive” entered my head, I should have immediately realized I HAVE UNDERGONE A FUNDAMENTAL CHANGE. Or something. Either way, … Continue reading Misadventures in Unexpected Happiness, vol. 2: Who Am I
So last night, a really disturbing scenario unfolded as I tried to enjoy delicious Indian food at a fine local establishment. While already seated with my friend, a couple walked into the restaurant with a small dog. The small dog had a large tag on, and it had the appearance of a luggage tag. I’ve seen these before and recognized it as possibly a service … Continue reading Sanity Check: Are We Just Doing Whatever Now?
Pocketful of Venom 