I can’t count things. I lose track. So, whatever.

Happy Monday. It’s actually not a bad Monday. I got a good night’s sleep, which is unheard of for a Sunday night. Guess I was tired.  I woke up thinking about my baby brother Joseph. I don’t know why, there’s no anniversary of anything coming up. From time to time, he just comes to mind. I don’t really get melancholy anymore. I just miss him. Maybe it’s been hearing about so many people around me experiencing personal family tragedies. Brings back the memories, and you hate to say ‘I know how you feel’ because you really don’t, but if you’ve been along the same road, you know the exit. It’s familiar. SIGH.

I’m not really sad. Seriously. It’s a good day, so far! I’ve got my Pandora going, my Ludovico Einaudi Radio station emitting some soothing piano music. Already thinking about lunch (yum). And my walk after work (wooo!). And my weigh in tomorrow (ugh). And my hair relaxer appointment Wednesday (yaaaassssss!) and some good times with a friend on Thursday (w00t!). And then it will be Friday, the weekend! I think it’s a three day weekend but the boss likes to pretend that we don’t get the day off because our call centers are open. Yeah, I will be at home, sir (weeee!).

I want to go shopping. I am scared to go shopping. I don’t have any money for shopping anyway, but I want to go. Maybe in June.  Maybe. I need to go through all my clothes and throw away all my biggun stuff. And determine that I’ll never be wearing it again. No matter what my scale, which seems to be stuck on a certain number right now (glares) says.

I have been entertaining Skinny Fantasies lately. And trying to make myself realize how unrealistic they are. It’s not working. They’re my fuel right now. Reality isn’t very motivating.

Thinking about my brother again. And his son. I call him Peanut. I don’t really know him. I don’t even send anything to him. I should correct that. Immediately.

I had a nice chat (sort of) with my oldest bestie this weekend, Miss Size 2 (who’s really a size 4 but who’s counting?). She’s ready to come back to the East Coast, if only back to Maryland. I’ll take it! That’s only 8 hours as opposed to the other side of the country! I haven’t seen her in awhile… miss her tons. She was my lifeline when I first moved to Atlanta.

Before I go, a shout out to GreenEyes who had surgery last week and best be still in bed recuperating. Sitcha ass down!

Over and out,

Well, I don’t know about anyone else, but I had a fabulous weekend.  I didn’t do much of anything and didn’t go much of anywhere, but it was  a fabulous weekend nonetheless!

I got off work a little early on Friday, since the boss was out of town. Came home and enjoyed being there, watching it alternately rain and hail outside my bedroom window. Saturday I woke up early and pulled out some writing I’ve been working on. Took a nap. Then took another one. Just because.

And then it was my favorite time of year. The Spring Forward. I know people hate Daylight Savings and I don’t really blame them, but for me it means MOAR SUN and I NEED SUN. I love that the days are getting longer and warmer because it means just another inch toward spring. That makes me very, very happy.

Sunday I finished up the writing piece I was working on and spent the day dinking around online. Had Chinese for dinner and watched the Parade of Freaks on TLC– My Foot is Huge and I’m a Turning Into a Giant and I Cant’ Seem To Throw Things Away. SIGH. Is it sad that these things are entertaining, to me?

In all, it was great. No stress, no issues, no sad days, no sitting around wondering what is the meaning of life and other useless ponderances. I enjoyed myself.

And you, Blog? How was your weekend?

At the moment, my weekend rundown is rather anti-climactic. And that’s a good thing.

I spent most of Friday with my stomach in knots, not really sure what was going on, what was expected of me and how much of it I could get out of. My dad called me late morning and basically just said that he wanted to see me before he left town and wanted to see if I was coming to Uncle T’s 80th birthday. Much of the family from Colorado and Illinois and Indiana were coming to town. I said I would go.

I wrote on Saturday about my sucktastic Friday. Thankfully, that day went much better, because two crappy days in a row makes for a cranky Curvy. I took my time getting ready and instead of meeting the family at 4:00 at the restaurant where the dinner/ party was, I drove to Aunt and Uncle’s where my dad was staying.  He wasn’t there, as he had run to the store quickly, so I had a chance to talk with my Aunt, 78, and my Uncle, 80.

Their house is always 104 degrees. This makes me laugh, for no apparent reason.

Another thing is that my Aunt is so very frank and direct. She’s a funny little lady. “Well [insert my name]. I haven’t seen you for awhile? You married yet?” [Read more →]

It’s Monday, again. How does that keep happening?

First of all, I blogged 7 days a week last week. Clearly, I have no life. No, it’s that I am trying to get in the habit of blogging more. I will eventually slow back down.  Maybe.

But yeah. The Mondays. I have them. A case of them, not just a six pack. Like 24, 8 oz cans of Mondays. I don’t really mind Mondays, I’m just always exhausted on Monday, despite not really doing anything all weekend. Here’s how every Monday goes for me:

[Read more →]

Photo courtesy The internet

UGH.

I hate when I don’t get five minutes to myself to like… decompress or anything and I’m gogogo all day and I spend my lunch break running a business errand and don’t get to eat lunch and the errand was useless and I have to go back and do the same errand later again!

I said all that to say that it’s busy today! I wanted to do a fun and light post, but I had trouble locating one I could execute by 9am. Do I really have to plan my blog posts ahead of time? Ugh, the dedication. I might be too lazy for that!

Random thoughts: I got to work and got a spot in the front row of the parking lot, near the door. It was after 8 am and that row is usually full. Total fluke, right?

I left at lunch, much to my chagrin, because I scored an awesome parking spot. Stood at the post office for………too long, came back and snagged the same spot. The Gods were watching over me, I swear.

I thought about a Music Monday post but I’m not very inspired, today. Though I did have to tell VPSales that Whitney stopped singing because she got addicted to crack. Then he asked me what crack was. Come oooooooooonnnnnn… this is the guy that told ME that a particular song was the Black Eyed Peas and I had NO clue. He likes “Yellow” by Coldplay, but doesn’t know what crack is? He pretends.

Speaking of music, is there some rumor about Billy Idol taking over for Steven Tyler in Aerosmith? I’d like to lodge my vote with a hearty HELL NO. Thank you. I am enjoying a reminiscent ”Love in An Ele-va-tuh”, and I can’t imagine Billy Idol singing it. Nope. Let it go, guys.

I hate the new Facebook. It can really go eff itself. I liked it better the way it was, when I could just see statuses and not an entire News Feed and I could look at JUST my Page updates, because when you fan 37 pages, you just need to see them all on one page! I don’t care that Joe Blow friended Sister Sue. Good for them! I hope they have a nice time with their Facebook friendship. I. don’t. CARE. Put it back, Facebook! *twitch* I like change but not change that doesn’t make any sense.

I’m happy to see a couple of people joined in the fun with the Sunday Steal- Pretentious Blogger Meme! I had fun doing it, because I like to talk about myself. Go visit Sarah and Tex. Theirs are even more fun and they went way deeper than I did.

Alright. I feel like writing, and when that feeling comes over me I better do it, because it’s fleeting.

Till the morrow, good people.

CurvyJ.

Waving bye, bye, bye to the 260′s. *waving*  Don’t let the door hit ya…

I decided to weigh today because I felt light and not heavy like food was still sitting in my stomach. 259. Woohoo!

I have a weight chart that I will upload on Fridays when I do my official weigh in. Till then, I am indulging in small victories, and getting ready to warm up my egg muffins because I’m starving!

Peace out.

PS. I’m contemplating Healthy Trim. Hearing a lot of good things about it. Sometimes I just need to not feel hungry. We’ll see.