Three Strikes and You're Out!

First time under anesthesia was a success....not sure you can beat going to sleep and waking up with the procedure completely taken care of.

My appointment was for 9:30 this morning, so I took the day off of work...and have subsequently been watching episodes of "Psych" on Netflix.

I only tossed my cookies 3 times, which in my book is a resounding success...sad though that is.

In other news, I finally had a Bed Bath & Beyond 20% off coupon arrive in the mail today, so I can at last purchase a juicer!  Exciting to you? Unlikely.  Exciting to me? Incredibly.

High on OJ

I thought there was something slightly off with my orange juice this morning, but I wasn't entirely sure if it was the orange juice or the bottle I was drinking it out of.  I have since determined that my orange juice has fermented, which is not entirely pleasant.

On an unrelated note, I am seriously craving sushi.

Getting too smart

I've decided I need to dumb it down a little bit.
Therefore, I am having my wisdom teeth removed.  Finally.

Yep. 9 years after the first time I was informed I should have them removed, these puppies are finally coming out.  I know some people are lucky enough to never suffer any problems with their wisdom teeth, and have kept them pain-free for their entire lives (Dad), but that is one trait that I did NOT inherit.  So I am yet again very grateful for my insurance, and the fact that I can get these suckers out of my life forever!

Facebook

You know that feeling when you're sitting in front of your computer, "working" or "studying" or "getting stuff done" and what you're really doing is clicking around on Facebook trying to figure out if anyone has done anything interesting in the 5 minutes since the last time you checked?

Yeah...me either.

That, my friends, is a bold-faced lie. BOLD-FACED.

A few months ago (I think it was September), I took a break from Facebook for a few weeks, and while I missed out on a few get-togethers, I didn't really miss anything during that time.

So why do I compulsively check Facebook throughout the day?!?

I can only chalk it up to the fact that I am desperately alone all day long.  No human interaction.   I crave the interaction...flimsy and fake though it is via Facebook.

But I don't want to be that person.  That hopeless teeny-bopper who cannot go without Facebook for more than a day.

So what did I do to resolve this issue?  Because we know that in the past, I made the break, and then came running back soon thereafter.  And I don't want to delete my account because there are a lot of pictures I want to keep, and I may want to resurface and frolic in Facebook land once more.

I did the only logical thing I could think of.

I upped my privacy settings, and restricted EVERYONE.  That is right.  No one can see anything of mine anymore unless they personally posted it, or unless it's something silly like a notification that I changed my profile picture.

How does this help me?

Knowing that no one can see anything I post on Facebook makes me....wait for it....not want to post on Facebook, so I don't.  Madness? possibly.  But there is a method to it.

Granted, I still get on and look at my friends' cute baby pictures, and whatnot, but by not checking it all day long, I realize how much of what people post is really trite, meaningless drivel.  And I mean that in the best possible way.

So I apologize if my Facebook page was one you frequented, and now you must find someone else's pictures to laugh at, but I think this is good for me.  And now I'll just have to blog more, like my mother tells me to.

Foodie

I've been told that I'm a foodie.  Judging by my waistline, I'm inclined to agree.
I used to hate cooking.  When I was younger, I abhorred the idea of having to create meals, no matter what the composition.  I could probably count on both hands the number of times I cooked or baked growing up.

Now, I lose myself in looking at new recipes, and I love trying them out.  Granted, I still loathe grocery shopping, which is I suppose a large part of the whole "meal preparation" thing, but I enjoy exploring the wonderful world of recipes.

Among other things, I have recently made a number of vegan desserts, and a number of definitely non-vegan items...Imitation Cafe Rio Barbacoa Pork burritos with creamy cilantro lime dressing makes the top of this list.  Not to be outdone by vegetarian lasagna, pumpkin bread, pear gallette, chocolate fudge balls (vegan), chocolate chip cookie pie (vegan), Chipotle chicken and arugula panini's, cilantro lime rice, spinach feta pie...so many good things!

I do need to put a curb on my recipe perusing, it does seem to take over quite a bit of time...and then forces me to go shopping...

Seriously

My desire to write has been at an all-time low.  Clearly.
Contrary to what people may think, I do come onto my blog quite frequently, though more to read the blogs of others than to add a quaint tale about the goings on in my life, which is yet another statement of the obvious I am sure.

Well, since apparently I am racked with guilt over leaving my adoring fans (my humility knows no bounds) without a word for a considerable amount of time, I feel the need to lay down some excuses...though whether you accept them is up to you and will not bother me in the least.

Firstly, work has been, how shall I put this? Oh yes, insane.  I have been working over time like it's going out of style. You would think I was an accountant at tax time...I guess this is tax time, so there you go.  Work has frankly been taking over my life, so much so that I have been neglecting my school work too...don't get me wrong, I probably would have avoided doing school work even without the impending deadlines looming over me, but work provides a better excuse than my disdain for mathematics and economics.

Secondly, whenever I did have time where I could write something, I could never think of anything to write.  Well, there are things I could write, but I couldn't think of fun or interesting ways to say them.

So as a quick rewind, here are some of the "highlights" (I use this term loosely) from my most recent past.

January:
Nephew #14 arrived
My mom had crazy medical mania
A trip to Logan (prompted by the first 2 items on the list)
I purchased a few "new" old books
I had an incredibly low-key birthday which was fantastic
Started looking at new apartments--a bit too soon, our lease isn't up til April
Was an incredible success at being anti-social

February:
Baby brother got a girlfriend (not really my news, but exciting nonetheless)
Made delightfully sassy valentines with friends
Worked
Listened to good music
Worked
Delved into the world of Veganism (no, I am NOT going exclusively vegan)
Worked
and worked some more

So yeah...THAT is why I haven't updated the world on my movements, they are less than exciting, but now you have your update, and I can say that I blogged this month, which is all I really wanted.

YWB

So last year was the YCB, aka the Year of the Classy Broad.  If this does not ring any bells, you must be new to these parts, that's okay, we still like you...I think.

Anyway, last year involved being classy and doing classy things.  There were trips abroad, drinking out of fancy glasses, looking great and being sassy, all of which contributed to a successful Year of the Classy Broad.

Now that classiness is ingrained into our very being, it is time to unveil the theme for 2012.  I can sense your excitement....

2012 is the Year of Well-Being.

What do you mean that doesn't sound thrilling and nearly as cool as YCB?  I assure you that YWB is going to be just as epic, if not more than YCB, not only because we still are classy broads, but because YWB encompasses SO much!

YWB means being happy, doing things that will make you happy for the long term, not merely the here and now.  YWB means being healthy; physically, emotionally and spiritually.  YWB means standing up for yourself and for those who cannot stand for themselves.  YWB means committing to change, whatever change needs to occur, and not dragging your feet.  YWB means loving yourself and those around you, it means looking past the scars, the crumpled edges and the smudges that everyone has, and seeing the person God sees.  YWB means forgiving others, as well as forgiving yourself.  YWB means being a positive influence.

So thank you for reading this.  Thank you for being there for me, even though I still have a long way to go, hopefully YWB will bring about many improvements, I just want to say "Thank you" for loving the imperfect, delightfully flawed individual writing this.

Let the YWB begin!