What if the world was ruled by damn dirty apes?
It’s a Jeep Thang
September 23, 2008In the early hours before dawn on the Thursday of my infamous birthday weekend, our doorbell chimed its melodious tune announcing the arrival of a visitor. It was our across-the-street neighbor, and she’d come over to inform us that, while we slept in unknowing slumber, she’d misjudged the distance from our curb – all the way across the street – to her driveway and plowed into the back of my 1998 Red Jeep Cherokee Sport.
So ends the era of the Jeep. Today her insurance company called me and told me that it was a total loss as the amount of damage is more than the poor thing is worth.
That Jeep and me have been through a lot. Blizzards in Colorado and torrential downpours in Missouri – two across three states moves in less than a year – the Jeep’s gender change, several fender benders (but only one that was my fault), quite a few speeding tickets, a new car and lots of good times.
I can’t help but feel this is my fault. After all, I’m the one that relegated her to the curb upon the new purchase of my silver shark.
I’m gonna miss that damn Jeep.
And while I felt for my neighbor that Thursday, today – I’m not liking her so much.
Someone Else To Catch This Drift
September 16, 2008
OMG… Megan Fox is HOT! And we share a similar outlook; Megan quoted in article saying, “”I just think that all humans are born with the ability to be attracted to both sexes.”
Read the full story:Megan Fox
Who Wants Palin?
September 15, 2008This is what disturbs me: Headline: In Palin, GOP sees chances with swing voters
Those “swing voters” as they are dubbed in this article, who right now are not focusing on what Palin would mean to Americans, but instead are attracted to her “down-to-earth, working mom” appeal.
On The Wagon… Again
September 15, 2008Eh gahds… I’ve gone back on the diet and exercise wagon again… because my WAIST is getting bigger… again. It’s always shocking when your pants and skirts get tighter at the waist and you think to yourself, “no c’mon! I’m not eating that much.”
Until you start that diet (fine, fine way of life) and start writing down everything you put in your mouth and assigning point values to it. Ah Weight Watchers, that new way of life. Then you can’t deny that you are, in fact, eating that much. Every chip and every cookie (or in my case, every breakfast burrito and pasta dish) you want to eat suddenly represents another point that won’t be available to you for the rest of the week.
You start remembering what real hunger feels like, as the stretch between LUNCH and DINNER seems like days instead of hours. But then you realize that hunger feels better than the heartburn you get after gorging yourself. You recognize that feeling satiated after a normal-sized meal feels bettter than the stuffed feeling you get after overdosing on pasta or pizza or carnitas smothered in green chili.
Inside a battle begins – enjoyment of your not stuffed feeling over the taste of all your old familiars. You realize just what food obsession really means as you have fantasies over peanut butter kisses and fettuccini alfredo – Totino’s frozen combination pizzas and Cheetos – your favorite breakfast burritos with a side of refried beans. And even if you enjoy a daily salad with some kind of protein at lunch, you start to resent that salad and its meager offerings of grass and veggies. Even if it is good for you.
I remember one time I was listening to this annoying healthy chick from California talk about food, and she actually said, “I eat to live, not live to eat.” And I loathed her… felt deep dislike for her and her skinny, tanned body. I imagined her spiked and roasting over a fire… which is just not a healthy image to have. Cause you know its just this much too close to cannibilism.
So, right. Here I am. Trying to remember what it felt like to be thinner, healthier than I have ever felt in my life, which was about two and half years ago. I am trying to ignore those voices in my head that are saying, “You ate in moderation, it is a governmental conspiracy that has you gaining weight, not the Mexican food you crave daily. Mexican food is healthy!”
I try to ignore how yummy those freshly made chocolate frosted raised donuts look at my local grocery store. I even tell myself someday, SOMEDAY I will learn how to eat in moderation and keep eating in moderation, so I can eat whatever I want and not have to stick to certain foods like I have to do now.
Someday. (sigh)
Right now, I really want a chocolate-frosted donut.
Today’s Happy, #8
September 14, 2008Cost of cell phone (without any incentives): $200+
Cost of monthly service: $55
Sound of cell phone vibrating on counter as my nearest and dearest send me birthday wishes: Priceless
Full Moon On The Rise
September 13, 2008No way!
It’s a full moon weekend! On MY birthday weekend! SWEET!
You know what that means, right?
We all have to get nekkid tonight and dance around and howl at the moon!
C’mon… you know you wanna…
You guys know where I live… bring it!
Mirror, Mirror
September 11, 2008Actual outfit seen on 16th Street Mall Bus this morning:
Yellow Straw Hat
Long Leather Black Jack
White Pants
White Socks
Black Flip Flops with yellowish strap – the strap went between the toes!
Do people even own mirrors these days?
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