TAGGED!

I have a love/hate relationship with FACEBOOK. One of the hates is the tagging of photos. I realize I have a warped perception of myself in pictures, which I believe is true of most people, but I just don't appreciate you boxing my face and writing my name for all the world to see.

This can be especially problematic if you are in the wrong place at the wrong time and someone photographically records your presence.

Last night I was at IHOP for free pancakes, I don't care if anyone knows I was there, I just don't understand why photos were being taken of the event specifically to post on FACEBOOK. Why is that a noteworthy occasion?

We truly have no privacy anymore. Of course, you don't see me deleting my account. Then I couldn't invade the privacy of all my "friends".

Face it!

Today I accepted that my butt will probably be bigger than my husbands. It is the case with most couples. Girls are rounder in the derriere and boys are narrower so it is not our fault, it's physics. I'm cool with it.

Things I don't apologize for anymore...

The best thing I've found about the 30's is that not only do I not do certain things I don't want to anymore, I feel no need to apologize for not doing them. It's fantastic! So here's my list of 5 things I no longer feel I need to excuse:

1. Not jumping off high high cliffs. I'm cool with the little cliffs, more than about 15 ft. and I'm out.

2. Not loving to hike. I will admit that hiking can take you to some pretty spectacular spots but unless I have a gaurantee that it will be down-right outta-sight, NO thanks! I'm not a hike-for-hiking's-sake kinda gal.

3. Not staying at work past contract time. I will work my heiny off while I'm getting paid but after that, See ya! Good teachers have good lives and I intend to have one outside that brick building.

4. Not scrapbooking. Props to all the scrapbookers, I fully support your love. I am certain I could be a kick-butt scrapbooker but I have no desire. My childrens' memories will be preserved in SIMPLY lovely albums. Classy and low-key.

5. Not getting ready at the gym. I like to go home and get ready. I know it wastes time. (that one's for Heidi)

It is what it is.

Today is not so much of a lesson but a resignation to the facts. I am a late bed-goer. I always have been. I should probably go to bed earlier, after all, the Bible says I should. But alas, I love to stay up late.

I suppose I love it partly because there are no conflicts of interest at night. Everyone else is asleep so there is no chance they will bother me. There are hours upon hours of uninterrupted alone time. I tend to be most productive when I'm not trying to squeeze something in between obligations. And what could possibly come up in the middle of the night?

Then there is the afternoon nap which is the natural consequence of the late night. Oh, don't even get me started on the nap. Another guilty pleasure for which may never be able to abstain.

IN with the Old

New Year's Night


In thinking about resolutions for 2009, it dawned on me that perhaps I am in such a hurry to be out with the old, in with the new, I have forgotten to appreciate the lessons of the past year. Surely 2008's lessons should inform 2009's goals.

2008's lessons were big and important and not to be brushed under the rug. So my thought right now is to use this spot to refect on each day's lesson for 2009. I can actually get a little jazzed about that. If I'm diligent about this, I should have 355 lessons by the end of this (I got a late start).

So here goes...

"What I learned on Earth Today"

Today I learned how fun it feels to get little attention from a cute boy and how frustrating it is when the attention is little.

One of my friends saw a councelor who suggested she stop using the word "but" and replace it with "and" when she was describing her contradictory feelings about life. My friend would say things like, "I know I am very lucky to have a job BUT I am very bored at work and wish I was doing something else". The councelor suggested that she allow herself to feel both things, thus the "AND". She suggested that it's okay to feel both things at the same time.

So, today I caught a cute boy looking at me a few times and later he touched my shoulder as he walked by. So it was fun that he was noticing and reaching out a little and it was frustrating that it wasn't more than that.

My guess is that there is more lesson in this observation, I just haven't totally figured it out yet. Maybe that's tomorrow's lesson.

Too old for this...

What wouldn't I do for a hot toughy?



I went to the midnight showing of the new 007 last week. It was mostly teenagers in attendance. I thought the movie was great but was yawning and fidgiting the whole time to stay awake. I just don't have it in me anymore to do that, especially when I have to get up before seven the next morning. There's a reason it was mostly teenagers, they can hack it. The funny thing is, I still feel like a teenager which is such an old person thing to say. Next thing you know, I'll limit my movie-going to matinees since they are just so convenient and I don't have to fight the crowds. Oh dear, that's it, I'm seeing Twilight at midnight!

My new thing is new things

As I've mentioned previously, I have spent a little too much time in a little too much of rut so I'm going out on a personal limb. I kind of have a lame thing about waiting for everything to be perfect before I'll try certain things. You know, the whole
"When I'm married I'll..."
"When I have enough money I'll..."
or my personal favorite
"When I'm skinny I'll..."
Anyway, I've decided that's kind of lame and it's time to try a few little things which I've been postponing. I attempted "smokey" eyes and wavy hair this weekend and was pleasantly surprised.

So I started small but it's all leading up to the biggies. For instance, I do this stupid thing when I like a guy where I chicken out and turn him into a friend. I have a long line of adorable guy friends I didn't really want to be "friends" with. I am quite uncertain how to stop that insanity but dertemined to break the curse.

It's funny how when you make these potentially life-altering decisions, other things come into play which you never expected. For instance, my IPOD mini finally gave out yesterday. I think the "universe" (whatever that means???) knows I'm trying new things so it's forcing me to get a new thing (technologically, I'm ridiculously out of date). Oh, oh, I also just realized my car of 9 years just bit it and I am foreced to get a new one of those too. Hum? Maybe this "new thing" thing isn't such a great idea after all?

Note: Those are cornhusk pilgrim heads making me look like I have Shreck horns in the background :)