Monday, April 30, 2012

A Regular

In an effort to stick it to the stupid 7-Eleven man and also make healthier choices, I've decided to give up my morning taquitos. The thing about the taquito is that it is super easy to pick up and consume in the morning, and they keep me nice and full till lunch time, a problem I've had my whole life.

Well, a few weeks ago when I got sick, I needed to make tea purchases. So, in the morning I would start going to Argo Tea and pick up a food item as well. They have these amazing muffins that keep me full till lunch time, which I'm all about. It suddenly hit me that they must be a million calories, so the next day at Argo I checked, and indeed, they are rolling somewhere between 350-500 cals. Sigh. That would explain the full factor.

But that's not the point. The point is that today when I asked for a small Rooibos Chai, she said, "Wait, have you tried that Green Rooibos Vanilla, it's our special today. I offered it to another regular this morning and she really liked it."

What? I'm a regular?

I had no idea. I don't even know if I've ever been a regular anywhere before. I don't even know how I feel about this.

I said, yes, I would like to try the Green Rooibos Vanilla, with almond milk, and make that a Teappuccino. Oh, and can I get a chocolate croissant? Thanks.

It was delicious.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Rebecca Minkoff Mini M.A.C

My new neon pink bag came today! I'm so excited. Naturally we had a little photo shoot. Welcome to my life, little neon bag. We are going to be very good friends. I'm excited for all our summer adventures!

Monday, April 23, 2012

Miserable Tomorrow

For the past week I've been thinking about something that I've known for a long time: Facebook isn't fulfilling. I don't know why I let myself get swept up in that filth, but I did.

I've always known blogging was the way to go. I have always known it, yet I've let my blog fall by the wayside.  I would think about posting something every so often, but it always sounded like a lot of work. Why come up with an accurate and witty retelling of my life when I can just post a mediocre one-liner or a half truth photo to facebook and get a bunch of "likes" and hopefully a lot of envy burning in the hearts of my "friends"?  Obviously that is the best choice. If I'm going to spend time on social media, it might as well be where I can get instant gratification and where I can twist the truth so others can become jealous of my single, fabulous, jet-setting, reality-tv-ing, good-looking, humorous, fashionable life. Right?

I realized, like everyone else, (by everyone else, I mean mostly single people) facebook is a huge source of pride. We post things to brag, and to build ourselves up. And unfortunately, we read things and it usually tears us down. (In my case, I just get annoyed, and then block that person.)

Anyway, I'm going to loosen my grip on pride, and spend a little time on my blog. I had thought that maybe I was too far gone, and wouldn't be able to make a respectable return to my previous rock star record keeping habit. But I have decided to try.

Right before I was about to type up this post,  I was brainstorming a topic. I was thinking of complaining about how sick I've been, and that I have to move at the end of the week, and it's all just been so hard, and I hate moving, and I hate change, and it's impossible to move when you are sick, and people aren't behaving how I want them to behave, when I noticed Amanda Ball had updated her blog.

Amanda, your life is harder than mine. I can't hardly handle my life right now, but I know for certain that I couldn't handle yours. So, if any of you want to know how I'm doing, just read Amanda's blog, dial it back about 100 notches, and you've got my life.

Now, I'm going to go to sleep, and sleep in, because I have the day off, and no one to wake me up but the birds outside, and maybe my coughing. But I'll just go back to sleep. But please remember, I'm sick, so I will probably be miserable tomorrow.