Friday, June 27, 2008

[Slacker Woman]



I, um, splurged on shoes and doughnuts today. Yeah. Smart girl, right?
Okay, the shoes, I have to say, in spite of my mad-tight budget, were not that big of a sin because I got an insanely good deal. At Payless today, while I was hanging out with my fabulous friend Megan, I spied a pair of lime green and yellow heels with a soft cloth strap. Crazy comfy, and then--I looked down: another pair, in pink and orange! After a quick drool, I saw that the shoes were marked down to six--yes, six!--dollars! After a brief consultation, I decided to go with the green ones--they made me look a little tan, actually. As I check out, the salesperson reminded us that the shoes were all buy one get one half off. With a gasp, Megan and I looked at each other, and, "The pink shoes!" I ran down the aisle.
That's right, I got two pair of kitten-heel shoes that I could wear all day without pain for under ten bucks.

Life just doesn't get any better.

Then, we spent the rest of the day chatting it up and having girl time. I've missed girl time.

So, I get home this evening, and suddenly, the old sweet tooth chimes in. "Doughnuts. I'm craving doughnuts." It became an internal mantra. I couldn't take it. I hopped in my Jeep, drove down Campbell, and invaded Krispy Kreme. We're talking a dozen chocolated-iced, creme/custard-filled (six of each filling)--and mine, all mine.

Of course, I had a slight binge tonight--I've eaten three. But after this, only one each day until they're gone. I'm really not that junky of an eater, I swear. I heart my veggies, I really do. But when that craving hits, usually when my hormones are getting a little jumpy and close to a certain time of month, I lose my good judgment.

So, though I've put it off for awhile, I'll begin making pals with the treadmill in the apartment rec center starting tomorrow. I'm shooting for a mile and a tenth at a speed of at least three miles per hour. That's up a tenth from last time, and because it was a steady, rapid walk, it definitely worked a lot of muscles, including the wicked old abs.

That's right, I'm making yet another vow to exercise. Deja vu, anyone?

Well, kids, a bath is in my near future, and it's getting late. Much love, loves!

Monday, June 09, 2008

[Updates Galore]

I'm not crying anymore. I spent probably the first week pretty much bawling my eyes out every time I remembered that Sassy is gone. It's hard. She'd been part of my life for so long that it just ripped a big hole in my heart. I wasn't the only one, either--Mom and Dad have both been struggling... Mom still tries to change the subject whenever I start talking about Sassy. As confrontational as that woman can be when it comes to arguing, she does tend to pull the avoidance card when grief comes into the picture. Me, I know it'll hurt more later if I shove the pain to the side, so I prefer to have it out then and there--and believe me, I did.

I'm not crying anymore, but neither am I my usual chipper self. I have a new melancholy cast to my spirits these days. I'm not giggly like I usually am--at least, not very often.

Mom told me that when I have place of my own, with a fenced-in yard, she and Dad will get me a corgi puppy. While no dog could ever replace the incomparable Sassy, a dog would still fill that hole better than anything else.

In other news, it appears that I'm very allergic to broccoli all of a sudden. I'm broke out in a rash and hives from head to toe... literally. I didn't go to church this morning, though I was wide awake, because I knew I'd be scratching non-stop. Tomorrow, I'm going to the health center and see about getting a cortisone-steroid shot, because it's not clearing up on its own. Seriously, it's maddening. Thank goodness for Benadryl and its creme, or I would never get a moment's sleep.

I have an interview at The Buckle Tuesday morning at 11, so prayers would be appreciated. I filled out at least 20 applications within the past couple weeks, and I really don't want to look at another one for quite awhile.

Well, kids, summer classes start back up tomorrow, so I'm off to get a little sleep. Good night!