Ly'olum lo suv

I wanted to tell you I missed you too. That somehow my life was emptier without you in it. That there was a hole in my chest since you stopped being around. I wanted to..but I couldn't..because I wouldn't mean it. I don't even know when it happened, when I stopped needing you in my life. Weird how that happens.

How I Met My Mother

Today me and mommy dearest went to Meijers for our semi-regular grocery excursion and we get to the checkout line and she informs me that I am now paying for all of my groceries. I wouldn't have been so extremely offended except for the fact that she has no problem doling out $$ to pay for the rest of my siblings and there extra-large sized appetites. However, because I choose to take an active role in my eating consumation I am fiscally punished. Let's keep in mind that everyone in my household that settles solely for what is put in front of them with0ut lifting a finger to help anywhere down the line (shopping, preparing, etc) is overweight! Plus, there's the fact that she could have purchased my groceries with less than 1 hour of her daily income, whereas it took me 5 hours of work to pay for mine..

Ahead of the Times

When I was a young girl, I refused to wear jeans. I blame it on the fact that my mother only shopped for us at Sears and let's be honest - in the 90's Sears wasn't exactly the beacon of fashionable options (ok even now it's still pretty drab); so instead I lived my life in legging-like bottoms. Considering the craze that leggings has become in the recent years, I officially would like to be considered as ahead of the times. If only the bulk of my childhood years had been in the 80's or 00's I would have been the hottest little thing on the block.