Reflection

At the age of thirty two I have decided to stop sucking my thumb.
This could be the beginning of some very good things.
And, the end of a lot of pollex wrinkles.

Two amazing things...

a. The gardenia plant that I bought in early spring has a flower. This I thought would never happen because the temperature in SF isn't quite warm enough for these delicate plants. I even gave up on it, left it sitting outside, lots of leaves turned brown and Frida ate some buds. Then I noticed the soft whiteness coming through. It isn't fully opened yet but the smell is there, so that is good enough for me.

b. The bar around the corner near my house is doing a sing along to Les Miserables on Saturday night. Two drink minimum, think I'll be having more. 'Nuff said. Anyone care to join me?

Bless her heart

yum yum dinner

I am trying to get my nine posts in for the month and Frida is in the kitchen whining. I just let the dog try some cabbage and she seemed to like it very much. But her favorite so far is cheese, her eyes open so wide when she sees it and she learned how to say give it to me. Yup my dog can talk. As for me I have made the healthiest dinner I've had in months, a simple baked sweet potato no butter, no nothing but a nice pile of chopped up raw red cabbage on top. Imagine the colors!

regarding not feeling too fancy

This is pretty funny. Go ahead read the first line of the post I referenced in this title. In my abnormal psych class last night I learned about schizophrenia and one of the symptoms is talking in clang, which is rhyming. But don't worry I'm safe, in fact all of my siblings are because we are all older than the onset of symptoms which is aged 27 for gals and 21 for boys. Watch out yous that are younger! That is, if anybody is even reading this. It doesn't really matter if anyone is or not because I am going to continue posting my nine posts a month. But comments are entirely appreciated!

makes me feel like living every day to the fullest

Funny how in the space of two days my outlook can be totally different eh? Well, that's because when you work at a hospital you would be crazy not to feel appreciative for everyday you wake up without bleeding in your head.
Also, I bought the bag that reads "Oh hello, Fancy Pants" and feel damn cute with it. I forgot the way that worked, you know buying stuff to make you feel good.
But what makes me feel the most satisfied with my life today is how I didn't have to call any of my friends after leaving my GRE course close to tears tonight. Instead I called my mom and reinforced my too soon forgotten mantra. dammmit, all it takes is confidence.

not feeling too fancy

sometimes I want to die. but I thank the lord for the sky. and for not having a sty in my eye.
So tomorrow is a minute away and I hope my blues go with it! I know what is bringing me down and I do believe that is the starting point for change, aint it? It's my cognitive part that needs a shaking and a twisted and a plain old reshaping. On Tuesday I shall go purchase this bag I saw in a real cutesy shop that I discovered near my house. It says Fancy Pants on it and it's obvious that I should own it. I also discovered this fun vocabulary building website, so I will be spending all my wasted time online here @ FreeRice.com instead of there and there. You get the word right, starving people get 20 grains of rice. Awesomeness of the internets once again.

word of the day

Pusillanimous. How great is that? Go look it up yo!

a new mantra

So guess what else the chic in the coffee shop said? Pretty much that I should go to the gym. Her comment applies favorably with my mantra that I so desperately needed and is working quite well; I CAN AND I WILL.