Since my last post (I think I was making shadow puppets?), I’ve
been super busy. I’m actually not sure what I’ve been doing, but I feel like I’ve
been super busy. Midterms and dieting and (trying to) exercise more and cooking
and buying cats and following the election and visiting with family. A few
Mondays ago, my cousin drove three hours (one way) to visit with me for about
24 hours. We ended up exploring a richy-rich town south of me and found a
beautiful beach overlooking the greens of Pebble Beach golf course. A ton of
surfers in the water, cousin says, “I want to see a shark attack.” And… I kid
you not, within ten seconds, I see a circle of fins within a hundred from the
surfers. “NO @#!$%^& WAY!”… Good thing there were no children around. I
have the worst potty mouth ever. Relax, all. I didn’t witness a bloody surfer
massacre. They were dolphins, and I am still way too excited about seeing said
dolphins. I think I bring it up in conversation once a day.
I also got a kitten. Again. You may be asking yourself, “Didn’t
she just get a kitten a few months ago?” The answer is yes. I am becoming a
crazy cat lady. Around Halloween, the SPCA was having an “Happy Meow-loween”
event and cats/kittens were on sale. I love sales, and cats/kittens, and the
adorableness of the word “Meow-loween.” Anyway, my new kitten’s name is finally
decided, and it’s Toby (Tobes for an annoying but cute nickname). My other cat
is Fiona (Feeny for short). Feeny & Tobes are finally starting to accept
each other. I wouldn’t go as far as “love” each other… but they’re becoming accepting
of the fact that they’re roommates. Following all this blah blah blah will be
an amazing video about a crazy cat lady. My best friend sent me this via FB
about two weeks ago, and I almost died of laughter. I know that’s what people always
say, but I’m not kidding. I almost died. Okay, I didn’t almost die. I almost
peed though. I almost peed right in my pants.
Also, as I’m sure you all know from annoying commercials and
lawn signs and crude FB posts, the election was this week. I won’t discuss
politics. JK… I’ll say a few things. This week, specifically on Tuesday night,
I was damn proud to be an American. And a Mainer (always a Mainer at heart,
even if I live in California. Don’t ask questions). I was a strong Obama supporter
because I love my body and I respect women and their rights, and it was evident
to me that some people thought differently. And on another note, my home state
voted yes on 1 – which was the topic of gay marriage. I can’t imagine NOT being
allowed to marry my mister. Although he is of the opposite sex , IF he were a
woman… I would probably love him the same. Probably.
And on another note, I’ve been on this “diet” of sorts for
the past three weeks. Someone told me that I needed to get the “diet” idea out
of my head and just learn that it’s a way of life, but I don’t really know how
to explain that to people when I explain why I can’t eat a hundred pounds of
stuff-crust Pizza Hut pizza like I’m dying for. So the diet/lifestyle/whatever
you want to call it is a shake meal replacement program (called Visalus, in
case you were wondering), and it really is great. It takes a TON of
self-control for me to behave (food-wise), but my mister is super-supportive,
so I’ve been doing alright. Last night at Burger King… I even ate a rice cake
while my sister ate BK dinner. And on to my next point…
My youngest sister, a junior in high school, is currently in
California visiting two different colleges with a group of people from her
school/church. They flew into LAX, which is about 6 hours south of me, but then
drove up to San Jose, which is an hour north of me. What are the chances? I
drove up there yesterday afternoon to grab her and drive her all the way back
to Monterey to show her my house, my mall, my Coldstone and my pizza place, my
ocean, and my sea lions. We spent two hours in Monterey before we had to drive
back. 302 miles of driving… lucky I drive a 4 cylinder. When we got back to San
Jose, she needed dinner, so we headed to the BK lounge. And what are the
chances… I’m sitting and eating my stupid dry rice cake and she comes over to
me… and says, “Chicken sandwiches are buy one, get one free today!” and hands
me a damn sandwich. And boy was she persistent on forcing me to eat it. And
guess what? I DIDN’T! (Well, I had a nibble). But overall, I DIDN’T EAT THE
SANDWICH. And that’s a big deal to me. #selfcontrolforthewin #yesijusthashtaggedinmyblog
#donthateme
And speaking of annoying hash tags, I am newly addicted to
Instagram. So stalk me please. @kbmasters24
Rice cake at the BK. No joke.
Feeny being lazy and Tobes photo-bombing.
My sis! <3
This is the link to the cat video. Please watch it. It'll change your life.
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