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Musings from the Laundromat: OINTB, Too Chatty & Still Craving that Burger Edition.
I feel like a mini-monster.
I haven’t seen glaucoma man in weeks – due to coming late or doing laundry on different days. He’s here, and he wanted to catch up and I just needed him to stop talking.
I started doing that ‘slowly inch away from the person shuffle’ but my hints were not received.
I adore him. But I’m tired. We still managed to cover everything from Jackpots to Blood Pressure to Talent – before I made it to my table.
I literally woke up after less than 6 hours of sleep – with a raging Orange Is the New Black binge hangover. Blurred vision, theme song repeating in my head – stumbled to the bathroom and brushed my teeth.
If you’re a fan, I won’t put any spoilers here – but I WILL say that after an amazing Season 1, then (for me) a disappointing Season 2 – this latest Season hit it out of the park.
To my honey’s credit – he watched every single second of all 13 episodes with me.
Made sushi this weekend – and yesterday morning.
It’s VERY cheap to make! And easy. I taught Jim how to do it and he became quite the pro – didn’t even use a rolling mat.
SO a plate full of sushi and fresh coffee and then our Netflix marathon ensued!
Our original breakfast was to be sausage and eggs …. I bought 4 garlic/onion pork sausages – but after my last post, didn’t think that chowing down on pork was the best route to take. ALTHOUGH … they are already in the house, and defrosted, and we can’t be wasting money or food.
Ok! Ok, I’m still craving meat.
Ug.
But I have been good.
And I’m REALLY going to try to stick to the no cow or pig diet.
I’m on the fence about chicken … and definitely still plan to eat fish.
Baby steps.
Like shuffling away from a conversation in a laundromat, I’m inching away from the meat.
Musings from the Laundromat: Loud Little Red & Quiet Pink Edition
First 15 minutes in here were jarring.
I’m literally in the shirt I slept in, hair thrown into a braid. This after my intended replied to my “I’m tired …” with “Yeah, you look tired.”
Don’t you love that?
Even worse, is when someone gives you an unsolicited “You look tired.” Which, basically translates to “You look like crap today.” In Amandapedia.
Anyway, I KNEW if I didn’t just run inside the house (ok, it was more of a shuffle) – throw shorts on and tame my mane and grab the laundry, it was NOT going to get done.
So I’m still half asleep as I enter and am greeted by what sounded like a Chuckie Cheese.
Radio blaring, children playing a land version of “Marco!” “Polo!” The assault on my tired little ears was … as I said, jarring.
Here’s one of the little ones – (I blurred her cute little face because I don’t think pictures of kids should be randomly thrown up on a stranger’s site.)
Little Red Riding tu-tu.
And another tyke in the background.
And a rare sighting of my laundry lady in the back.
Then it suddenly and blessedly got very, very quiet.
Ahhhhh.
So, why am I so tired?
Well, certainly wasn’t because I scrubbed the entire house as planned yesterday.
I did something I haven’t done in YEARS. Friday my honey and I stayed up until 5 flipping a.m. By choice. We had a lot of fun, but I have got to tell you, my body does not recuperate the way it used to.
I’m old now!
Well, too old for that shite anyway.
And I knew it would happen, I knew I’d only sleep for a few hours and then answer the maternal call of my tired body. There were animals to be fed, walked – there was food to be made. And yeah, ok, then I binge watched the Real Housewives of New York. (Shame is washing over me just typing that.)
Then … CRASH! I ended up sleeping away the rest of the day.
(Not before burning the roof of my mouth on a pizza that my refreshed, newly awoken honey prepared for us.)
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So here I am, clothes in dryer now. Polystyrene coffee to my right and … new children in front of me.
But, to their credit,they’re being very well-behaved.
Hozier is belting out ‘Take me to Church’ in the background. And in 10 minutes, I’ll be folding and then returning to my nest.
I’ll do something constructive around the house when I get back to assuage any guilt of planning another nap later.
It IS the weekend after all.
My 2 cents on Caitlyn & Courage
My eyes can’t take anymore Caitlyn Jenner headlines or memes …
And now the outrage over the ESPY award for courage.
Do I think ESPN picked the right person for the award? Not so much. But I also don’t think an award trumps admiration and if you have someone you think more worthy – celebrate them! Pay them respect and do something in their honor.
There are many ways to be courageous. And many who do it day in and day out, without accolades. And those who TRULY serve, don’t WANT accolades. They do what they do, because it’s who they inherently are. *Tangent* It’s a pet peeve of mine when someone toots their own horn about how they were of service. Sorta sucks the humility and charity out of it in my opinion if you have to tell everyone what you did. *Tangent over*
Back to courage.
Courage: mental or moral strength to venture, persevere, and withstand danger, fear, or difficulty.
In my personal opinion, I DO think it courageous to make such a transition in such limelight. I DO think it courageous to follow your heart and soul in spite of such scrutiny.
I hope she can be an inspiration to someone struggling with their own identity. Give them strength to embrace who they are and if they so choose, take the steps to have their outside match their inside.
I want to add, I hope his transition changes some minds and improves tolerance and understanding … then I remembered something she (he at the time) said.
It was the interview with Diane Sawyer.
Jenner was speaking of Russian Nikolay Avilov, whose record he broke during the 1976 Olympic Decathlon. He smiled in a very smarmy way and then commented on Avilov’s appearance today, “He was overweight and out of shape. I won that battle, too.”
My jaw dropped.
If you’re asking for acceptance and tolerance – better empty your pockets of any rocks first.
That was just cruel.
So basically, ‘Accept me while I put someone else down’.
But, male or female – she is still only human.
Let’s hope before being an inspiration – she works on her own tolerance.
“A Whole Lotta Love …”
I have to say, I had the most ah-mazing birthday weekend ever!
First of all, I’ve never had a ‘birthday weekend’.
I know people who celebrate birthday MONTHS – birthday WEEKS – I’ve only ever done the one day.
So, this year, not only did I get to have fun on the day of with co-workers and then my family at home, but the next day more was to come!
Saturday, it was planned that we’d all head over to my moms and enjoy the company and the pool and sashimi! Nic’s girlfriend met us there and the four of us were in swimwear in no time.
Played Marco Polo – tried to dive (I can’t dive) – laughed, a LOT, while my parents and Jim chatted poolside.
Then came the surprise.
I was handed a card containing coveted tickets to the Led Zeppelin Experience concert that night – (With Jason Bonham) it was then announced by my honey that, oh, and by the way, we had a room for the night.
Everyone had known about this for 2 weeks – and had done a VERY good job at keeping mum about it.
It’s hard to surprise me – but surprised I was.
Here’s some photos of the weekend.
Funny Jim, Funny ….
Probably I should have been quicker with the candles??
My flowers with our epic Avengers art in the background
My guys
Tub time
My bikini finally sees the light of day …
Only downside? On the way back from my moms, the damn ‘check engine’ light came on in my car and the exact same problem I had late last year, was happening again.
Nothing puts my stomach in knots more than car issues!!!
Car not shifting – RPMs trying to hit new heights.
My car is back at the shop … and I’m PRAYING the parts are still under warranty – because there is nothing in the coffer for repairs.
My honey told me he was “sorry for all the unneeded stress.” In a recent IM
My response?
“Stress is never needed … and car problems just happen – no one deserves to deal with it. There are people who woke up today without their children or their honey … I’m a lucky girl. We’ll get through this – somehow.”
And we will.
Somehow.
After such a gorgeous weekend, I have nothing but gratitude and amazing memories to get me through.
And I’ve got ‘A Whole Lotta Love’.
Pepper and Iron Man
Just for fun, we tried to duplicate this lol.
Does he look mad? Good thing he’s not portraying the Hulk.
Still looks a little mad ….
Not anymore.
Then there was this:
This is where my honey and my son sing HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me and for whatever reason, it’s not loading.
Doesn’t matter.
1. I am grateful to be alive
2. I am grateful for eveyone I love to have awoken today too
3. I am grateful I laughed
4. I am grateul for an opportunity to TELL those people I LOVE YOU
5. I’m just freaking grateful.
I really am. And, my birthday doesn’t mean ‘stuff’ anymore, but my close ones sure hooked me up anyway.
And yeah, I’m a nerd.
Debauchery Soup 