Some Things I Love:
1. The smell of damp leaves in Fall - there's just something about walking outside to that smell that makes me feel like everything is relaxing and perfect in the world at that moment.
2. Access to music I LOVE on Yahoo Music Unlimited and being able to pile it all onto my Zenbaby for practically NOTHING, like:
3. That I'm old enough that NO ONE, no not anyone, can make me wear "sensible shoes" in the rain and cold. When I was little, my mom would make me wear these red rubber boots in the rain with Big Bird on the side. That was nothing, THEY at least fit over my shoes. Plus, I was really young and thought they were kind of cool. In the winter snow, however, when I got a tiny bit older, I had to wear blue snow boots with fuzz inside them down our long lane to the bus. They zipped on, and did NOT go over my shoes, so I was supposed to leave them on until I got into my classroom and then switch to my shoes. (We didn't have a lot of money then, so my parents were adamant that we get as much life out of our shoes as possible - they were to remain dry AT ALL COSTS.) I was mortified and also vain, so would sneak them off as soon as my butt hit that green seat, and on the way home I'd slip them on just before I got off at my house. (Because I was also sneaky and all rebellious in a completely non-exciting and non-dangerous way as a child.) But she could always tell that my shoes had gotten snowy and wet. And I would be in big trouble, my friend. Now I can wear heels in the rain and expensive shoes through the snow whenever I want. I may fall on my ass or have numb toes, but dammit I'm fashionable.
4. THIS. Good Lord, I LOVE THIS.
5. Despite my love for rebellious shoe choices, I am also SO VERY MUCH IN LOVE WITH MY NEW LOVELY PRETTY SQUOOSHY FUZZY BOOTS. Yes, it's true. I have reverted. Fuzzy boots have won.
Some Things I Hate:
1. Chapped lips and NOT A BLESSED FRAGMENT OF LIP BALM IN SIGHT. It's like your lips are desperately drowning and it is so very miserable. Á la Napoleon Dynamite. P.S. - I am SO getting one of THESE for my desk. Oh and also? I already have THIS. Why are you leaving? Wait...come back!
2. The husband got a new Zen just because he jacked the one I gave him up and GOOD GOD they don't make that one anymore they only make the one with MORE SPACE on it, so he can fit MORE SONGS ON HIS than mine, and that really makes me mad. Hrmph.
3. Two Words. Work Evaluations. The going into the office and shutting of the door; the uncomfortable reading back of your answers to the questions; the annoying way you have to try to look all adult and professional when all you can think of is how you are pretty sure your cramps are coming and your period will start the next day and whoopee. But then they say they love you and how wonderful you are and how much they want to make sure you like it there and then you feel all smug and "HAHAHAHA SUCKAAAAS! You are SO fooled! I am not a real functioning adult, I am a POSER."
4. That I have discovered that my limit for maintaining a workout program is 2 and a half weeks. That is all. The end. I dislike this about myself and am going to have to kick my own damned ass now.
5. Nip/Tuck this season. Is it just me, or is this season just too much to handle? Ugh. I'm SO done with it.
Some Things I am Confused About:
1. Why would ANYONE want tapered jeans to come back?
2. Why does hiccupping have to HURT SO MUCH?
3. My husband spent FORTY-FIVE minutes in the bathroom once today. WHAT IS HE DOING? No, scratch that, please don't tell me. PLEASE.
4. That with all of this going on in the world, people still try to hurt each other ON PURPOSE. I am saddened and perplexed by our stupidity.
5. Where are all the mustard seed farmers? Have you seen how tiny those things are? Who is farming them? How do they get enough for just one bottle of mustard? How do they get those little seeds separated from the plants? I have a whole new respect for my beloved and most favorite hot dog condiment.
