Showing posts with label bad habits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad habits. Show all posts

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Fresh Start

I've never been a resolution-maker at the beginning of the new year but this year some things have to change. Plus the nice thing about a blog is that if I put something out there for y'all to read, I might have a sense of being held accountable to someone other than myself and actually - you know - FOLLOW THRU. So here's my list of things I WILL change this year.

Get healthy. I walked up two flights of stairs at school yesterday and was sucking wind at the top - unacceptable! I'm no spring chicken but 35 is too fucking young to be so badly out of shape. So as a first step I'm going back to being a tree-hugging, dirt-worshipping vegetarian. I saw my doctor for a check up last month, my first in three years. Un-acceptable! Regular check ups and dental visits are also a part of my get healthy campaign.

Another thing I need to change - one that might possibly kill me - is to cut back on my special "medicine". (It's red wine. I love me some red wine.) I've fallen into the habit of having two or three glasses of wine most every evening as I wind down and while I'm not the heaviest drinker in the world, I know that it is not healthy and God KNOWS I don't need the extra calories. So drinking will be reserved for special occasions like trips to Las Vegas and graduating with my bachelor's degree. (I reserve the right to add other celebratory occasions to this list in the future during which drinking will be totally acceptable.)

Lastly I just need to move. I let our membership to the YMCA lapse because we never fucking went. We were the dumb assholes who paid through the nose for a membership to a place we never set foot in. I'm not going to re-join but I am going to walk the dog around the neighborhood a few times a week, park in the hinterlands of parking lots and just generally get off my ass more often. The stairs at school are going to be my friends and I will not take the elevator any more.

I will keep y'all posted on how I'm doing - hopefully a welcome benefit will be some weight loss but I am looking at this as a healthy life change rather than just a diet. Cause diet is just DIE with a tee.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

I'm In Love

The lucky recipient of my affection is a blog that uses the word "Fuck" more than I do.


It's like lolcats with swearing.  Awesome.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

I Have a Foul Mouth

My Dad and Stepmonster will be so proud.  Almost all of my pages include cussing!  Shelly is really the person who allowed me to get in touch with my inner F-Bomb.  

My Marvelous Mother is very sweet, nice and kind (I know, hard to believe we're related) and she RARELY utters any bad words.  I was sixteen the first time I ever heard her say "shit" and was so shocked that my jaw dropped to the floor.

Stepmonster on the other hand taught her best friend's two year old some very choice words while babysitting her (I seem to recall the phrase "God Dammit Cookie Monster" being uttered) and continued the tradition with daughter.  Daughter was about 9 or 10 when she told Dad & Stepmonster's neighbor kid to "shut the hell up".  We laughed and laughed when the other kids told us what daughter had said.  (In her defense, he was a supremely irritating little shit.)

The Blog-O-Cuss Meter - Do you cuss a lot in your blog or website?

So there it is, I am a foul-mouthed monster destined for hell.

Fuck.