Things I can’t admit…
Ok, so this whole getting older stuff. It’s pretty cool, and I’m honestly looking forward to 40. But I’ve noticed this thing in the mirror lately. This neck thing. Like a hole where two sides of skin don’t seem to meet. Um…really? At 35? I mean, I expected the whole neck sagging thing at a certain point. Just not so soon. I have to admit that it bothers me a bit. I’ve been massaging my neck to no avail. The whole wrinkle thing I’m not concerned about for 2 reasons. 1) I’ve always had horrible skin so it’s not like I’m looking back fondly on my peaches ‘n cream complexion. I’m red, ruddy, and shiny. When I’m not shiny, I’m dry. And there are wrinkles. 2) There IS always botox, lasers, etc. that are proven to work. I like to think I won’t use any of them because of course I’m aging gracefully. But it’s nice to know they are there in case I ever find myself divorced, broke, and looking for a sugar daddy (which I don’t anticipate either or any of those three actually happening).
My friend A - who recently had a baby (she’s 7 months old now) sent me an e-card for my birthday. That was perfectly acceptable for me, but in the e-card she apologized for not sending a “real card” and played the “I’m a mother card.” Ok, I know that’s valid, but being the heartless, childless bitch that I am, I kind of didn’t like her using the excuse. She has an unemployed husband and a mother who takes care of the baby (granted while she is at work). On a conscious level, of course I wasn’t mad or even irritated. But I never responded to the e-card and today I get a present in the mail - 4 little perfumes that smell absolutely heavenly. And I need perfume! And a card with another apology. It was really sweet and I’m still not mad at all. But I guess part of me just hates it when people give excuses.
I’m still a little irritated about the cellulite cream. Not really. Just a teeny teeny bit. I mean, my sister gave me very nice earrings for my b-day. Why ruin it with a passive aggressive regift? Why? Why? Why?
I don’t have children and I know I have absolutely no right to judge. But I can’t help it. I read this article on CNN about a woman who hadn’t had sex with her husband (regularly anyway) for 2 years because their kid is sleepign in their bed. Once they tried with teh kid in bed. Really? (puzzled look). How about a bed for the kid? Is it just me? I suppose there are some things in the world I will never understand. Like how you can’t say no to a 2 year old.
I’m getting fat. All I eat is lettuce and I’m gaining weight. Dont’ ask me why. I can really feel it.. .I feel bigger and plumper. And I’d like to do something about, but I don’t really feel like it. All I have to do is count calories and stop at a certain number. But I seem willing to do anything but that. So I HAVE started a new weight training program. i bought a book called “lean, Long, and Strong,” at Borders. It has some good weight training/stretching routines and all you need is a balance ball and some dumbells. I’ve also been walking quite a bit. I’ve given up on running just because I don’t want to maintain it. I think there is much good to be had in becoming “a great walker” though.
My acid reflux continues to a very painful degree. I started prilosec on Friday and still no luck. I had some white wine last night and I think that was the trigger. So now I’m back to Heineken for the night.
Piano recital on Friday and still woefully unprepared but I am looking forward to a summer free of piano. And now I need to go write, since that is the reason I’ve quit all these things.
ha! Without even realizing it, all those things are really things I won’t admit out loud. But it’s good to get them out somewhere. : )
