Ello again
Sons of Anarchy is fucking awesome. Sometimes you hear someone say you should watch something and you don’t take their opinion seriously and that is one of those shows. Also I’ve fallen in love with Raising Hope. What I should probably be writing is that insomnia and Netflix are made for each other but it sounds prettier in a positive tone.
Things have been getting to me lately. Emotional moments on TV are pulling me in and I’ve even come close to tears a few times. Over really stupid small things too. Like the end of The Dark Knight Rises. Or Raising Hope. I feel like I’m having my period for the first time and I realize that that’s probably offensive to my mostly female readers but I ate chocolate to make myself feel better the other day. I never eat sweet things, my father was diabetic and we never had candy or sweet things in the house as a kid and I ate a shit load of mini twix and crunch bars while getting emotional over an episode where Hope calls Sabrina ‘Mommy’. I really don’t have a reason for it either. Works been fun, school starts in a month and I’m feeling comfortable being single. I think it’s because Christmas was my fathers favorite holiday…I wasn’t really dealing with his death yet last year. Well there you go…writing things out helps sometimes.
How do you not love a show where a Doberman gets drugged with Crack?
I’m not very good at changing the subject apparently. I wrote this and saved it before OD went down and now I’m coming back to finish it. I went Christmas shopping with the preggo sister and ze motha yesterday which was good fun. I ended up sitting in maternity stores and overhearing some conversations that were….interesting. Breast firmness isn’t something I had considered with pregnancy…gonna leave that one alone.
Also screw Indian food…if you don’t eat it all the time it wrecks your gut. Aaand that’s my day today.
How awesome is she? I wish I could have her in my pocket all the time.
Carrot onesie!
Ellen is a cool lesbian but how can you compete with that?
There’s more I want to write and talk about, not going to do it right now. Probably things I should leave in my moleskine rather than here. I hope you’re all wonderful and have a fantastic day. 🙂
I love cool lesbians, but don’t like chocolate so much. I would love a baked potato. How bout a potato?
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http://themotherhealth.blogspot.ca/2009/04/men-have-periods-too.html
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Says the blowdryer: “No eggs for me, darling. I’m off to balance the accounts.” Haha! Hope you have a good Christmas, Tyler. It was my mom’s favorite holiday, too. 🙂
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Hahaha I laughed so hard at your period. I fucking love Indian food.
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Well I enjoyed this read. Tapping into the feminine is never a bad thing, brings balance. We’ve these mystical pillars called parents (whether in health or dis-ease) that define our sense of self, and when removed we feel ourselves teeter, and if we are able we right ourselves before “the fall”. In the aftermath comes new understanding and a greater self fullness. And so the journey carries on. 🙂
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Are you kidding? I turn into one mean bitch the day before the period comes. And I always cry over shit like COTTON commercials. How gay is that? Gayer than your lesbian I tell you. I lost my father in early December when I was 19. It always makes Christmas seem a little less sparkly to think about. xoxoxo
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