Coulda woulda shoulda but didn’t don’t won’t…

One of the most beautiful near full moons was bright, bold, beautiful and part of a crystal clear sky this evening.  My camera was no where to be found.  I always seem to forget, misplace, or am just to lazy to pull it out.  I suppose it is just not meant to be.  Though I wish it were.  It should be a new goal, it could be a new goal and it would be but I know me to well and to fail at one more misguided decision to achieve a goal I never should have set is just one to many.  Laziness is evil….and I’m a sinner }:( 

Biaatch….

…found this and had to try.  Verdict not bad not amazing but a simple glass for that I need to unwind after a  long day feeling. 

I wish I were…

…something other than cute.   It’s funny I am a girl that is in the upper percentile of girls in this world when it comes to looks.  I am not bragging or boasting because honestly I am in the average category or at least that is how I see myself based on the things I do in my life.  But once I hit a mall or amuesment park I realize i am so so so so more than average.  Quite frankly it doesn’t matter.  In a world of beauty to be thought of as cute can at times be less than ideal.   I know it’s like a rich man crying poverty when he has to stay at a Marriot but just once I wish a man would say you are so pretty or beautiful, or something other than cute.  In the grand scheme it is a problem many girls wish they had and it means absolutely nothing.  I see it as a reminder of perception.

I have been without some of my…

music as of late.  I won’t go into the details but basically I had to leave my cd collection with someone in the hopes that it would be forwarded to me.  (In what I hope is the very near future.)  Now as a result I have wandered through the library and grabbed random cds in hopes that I would discover some little known (at least to me) artist.  I found one.  Not a little known artist quite the contrary.  I stumbled upon Charlie Parker.  I like jazz or should I say liked with an -ed.   But if my intoduction had been to Mr.  Parker I have a feeling I would have plunged head first into a serious jazz education.  Because I love Charlie Parker. 

 Now I have no idea where to start my new need for knowledge.  I mean the feelings available within his music are almost palpable.  I have a feeling I will have to wander through some leafy tasteless tunes to find a musical meal as tasty and fulfilling. 

Any suggestions? Appetizer, meal, dessert or after dinner drink?

Let’s dish…

I found the best site to track your calorie consumption and expenditure.  So far in just 5 weeks I have lost 10 pounds. If you know me you are aware that I didn’t have that many to lose.  So basically what I am suggesting is that it is a tool that anyone and everyone can use.  I went from 127 to 117.  This little tool has really opened my eyes to problems in what I thought was a healthy lifestyle. 

I was wrong way wrong.  I was not living a life of excess but I also obviously needed some help.  So I thank you The Daily Plate for showing me my faults and assisting me in banishing them for what I hope is forever!

What on earth…

could be more boring than my life right now you ask.  Well, I’ll tell you…not much.  While that doesn’t leave me with much to share it doesn’t leave me with a great sense of sadness.  Often in life taking a moment to simply step back and realize that you don’t require big to dos or excitement is enough.  Maybe not enough to share with people.  People who don’t know you especially.  But I for one don’t feel any remorse for being at one with my simplicity and loneliness.  One can be alone and be in a room full of people.  So I am not alone I am one with myself and glad to be there for I am pretty fabulous company if I do say so myself!

 So I have promised myself a daily post if for no other reason than to keep the writing skills or lack there of from becoming dusty!

Fido lives better than I do?

This past weekend my sister and I were trolling the internet for no real purpose and we came upon these…

I am one who pampers my fellow four legged friends. No doubt about it. But when their life style far out weighs mine well I personally draw the line. Now that isn’t to say that if I could I wouldn’t…who knows.

Check out the website they are pretty fantastic…www.doggiemansions.com

I hated it then…

…so I am sure I would absolutely despise it now.  While perusing the web I  became lost as one often does and I stumbled on a news story, that led to a local advertisement which finally dropped me off at the world association for the new favorite American adult pastime (their words not mine) for kickball.  Yep that’s right you did in fact hear me say kickball.  I hated that little game where the big rubber ball came hurdling at me and I was forced to run in the hopes that I didn’t let down my team and get the big blue bruise and welt that came from being hit and called out.  When you are the geeky quiet girl the last thing you want is to let down all the girls on your team because you just want to fit in and you don’t want to let the boys down because if you could just be good at this one little thing they would have a reason to like you especially since there aren’t many reasons based on looks or friends.  So yes I would hate that feeling now to the point of complete disdain.  Who needs that junior high feeling of self loathing when you have outgrown it and aren’t forced to feel it or anything like it any longer.  It’s supposed to be the perk of growing up and being independent.  Yeah I know I am supposed to be a self sufficient, self motivated, self actualized, self assured female who out grew the geeky quiet girl she once was.  Oh and I have.  I have blossomed but every now and then that little feeling creeps back in and a big reminder would be that of the one where you participate in a group activity that was fun for everyone but you because to you it was like shear and utter torture.  Now if you were one of them (the one’s who loved it) go here check it out relive that junior high feeling…The WAKA!

Yup that’s me…

I am one of your annoying friends.  The one in the group that has to spoil the fun.  Everyone is excited everyone sets a date a time and a place to see a movie and then I have to pipe in and ruin it with “but it’s based on a book and I haven’t read it yet”.  That’s me the girl who has to read what the author actually intended before Hollywood steps in and wipes it’s greedy Americana picture perfect postcard feet all over it.  I like to know while I am watching that the love story woven within was made up and never part of the true and intended story.  I like to know that they cut out important philisophical points to make it easier for the masses to understand.  And I like to know that above all else unlike most people in the theater seated around me that it actually was a book first.  You know before I read the “based on” line that appears before me once the picture has begun.

The point of this short rant  is that I am dying to see the movie A Scanner Darkly recently released.  I have  a need to see anything that has Richard Linklater involved.  But of course I have to read the book by Philip K. Dick first.  I am right now about halfway through and so far I love it and am hoping that I am not to be disappointed come Sunday.In the book in a passage I just completed a drugged out law sidestepping individual poses a question that at first I found amusing and then I actually pondered.  Religion aside it’s an interesting question.  “Do you think,…that when we die and appear before God on Judgement Day, that our sins will be listed in chronological order or in order of severity, which could be ascending or descending, or alphabetically?”  Well what do you think?

Oh yeah and check out the book… A Scanner Darkly

Making a list and checking it twice…

I found this fabulous new website.  It’s perfect for the procrastinator that lives inside me who I am trying to excise.  It’s called 43 Things.  I’m going to make a list of all things big and small that I want to do in my life.  The things I want to finish in the near future and the things that I previously only dreamed of.  I’m hoping that I’ll gain inspiration not only to complete my list but to add to it as a result of the networking that this website cultivates.  Let’s hope that the procrastinator in me doesn’t rear it’s ugly head and stopping me before I even begin.