Shoes. Shoes. Shoes.

If there is anything in the world I would not think twice about blowing my hard earned money on, it is shoes. Big, tall, pretty shoes. I currently own more pairs of shoes than I do clothes to wear them with. In fact, I have more dress shoes and heels than I do dresses and/or suits.

I believe it is a sickness. However, it is a sickness I hope I never get the cure for because really, I could blow an entire day trying on shoes and walking around in them. I love to wear high heels (4 to 5 inch stilettos are my favorite) everywhere I go. They are the one item in my wardrobe that make me feel pretty. And tall. And when I feel pretty and tall, I carry myself differently. Recently, I saw some of these shoes, Christian Louboutin and may I tell you that I would gladly take a second job and an online gig to pay for them. Serious.

Ouch!

That pretty much sums up this weekend. I've had a headache since Friday.

My allergies are in high gear and my throat hurts.

My dog is sick and had to go to the vet on Saturday. It cost me $341 to be told she's sick.

The vet called this morning and said her blood work is all fine. They're waiting on two more tests to come in. In the meantime, she still acts like she is in pain when you come near her.

My wrist hurts from all the typing last week.

/whine

Need a Quick Trim?

Sometimes, when I see words in a certain combination, I think of something completely 100% opposite of the intended meaning of those words. Sometimes, it is not in a good way. Take the words quick trim for instance, at first glance I thought it meant a hair cut and I was thinking to myself, self, no hair cut worth its weight in gold is going to be quick or a simple trim. Sadly, what is meant by quick trim here is a diet supplement, not a hair cut at all, but now, well, I’ve spent the past several moments searching for a new hair style because I suddenly have an urge to get a new hair do.

Growing Muscles vs Losing Weight

I was reading an article that said muscles weigh more than fat, so I should not be alarmed that I’ve lost near 40 pounds and yet, as I start my weight training, I may see my body weight go up. Talk about psychological damage! What a bummer to be riding the high that comes with finally losing weight and then whammo! You gained five pounds this week! I mean, I get it, but what about all the poor people who don’t understand that when you grow muscles you are actually putting on a good weight, as opposed to the bad, fatty weight? I started to wonder if that is why so many people fail at the weight loss programs they start on their own, without any help or guidance. Maybe it is a lack of knowledge that is biting them right in the behind!

I am so hosed right now

I failed to read a very pertinent part of my school syllabus for this class. I am used to a four day cushion on late assignments, and a 10% reduction per day it's late. I can handle that. Turns out there is only a one day late cushion.

Then we had a death of a very close family friend, a young man who was like a son to me, and I will be honest. I have not wanted to do much of anything since I got the news but hold my children close to my chest and wish I could somehow control their destiny.

Now, here I am taking a break from catching up on my missing assignments and wishing I had not put them off in the first place. But hey, they don't call me the Queen of Procrastination for nothing.

Losing Weight

Speaking of weight gainer, I have been seeing a slew of advertising for products that claim to be the best weight loss products or the most effective weight loss workout. Really, do people buy this stuff? I know I am guilty of the workout videos. I am a total sucker for a late night infomercial, and that my friends is how I came to own several video classes that claim to shrink my butt six inches in six days or my favorite one, kick those pounds away. I am not sure why those videos did not work for me, unless it is because my husband is right and I really need to insert them into the DVD player and not just watch the video, but participate as well. Huh. Who knew?

Muscle Supplements

I remember years and years ago when I was first married and my husband worked out every. single. day. He was very dedicated. I was amazed because that man could just eat and eat and eat and never gained a pound. When we were married, he wore a size 26 waste pants. For a couple years, he tried to gain some weight using some type of health store weight gainer stuff. I do not recall what it was, but he mixed it with milk or even ice cream and drank it like a shake. It tasted like milk with sand in it to me. These days, I keep hearing about products that claim to be the best muscle supplement around. I'm not sure what that is for, but it reminds me of the old days and weight gainer. Although, in my female mind, who wants to gain weight?

Have I mentioned that my husband hates me?

We have had three days of 80 degrees in Arizona so far this year. It is April 10th. Already my husband has turned on the air conditioning. As I type this, my mouse hand is frozen and my fingers are starting to hurt. I am going to have to go find a blanket or I'll never make it through the next hour of television time with the family.

It is just a matter of time before he turns the air conditioning on 72 all day, then turns our ceiling fan on at night and I have to start wearing flannel pajamas and socks to bed. I don't wear flannel pajamas and socks to bed in the WINTER time! It's only April for hell's sake. Darn me and this scorching desert!

Teenagers are not always fun and charm, I'm just sayin

My thirteen year old came out of the bathroom a few weeks ago, distraught, cranky and biting off the head of any family member she came into contact with. After several versions of "Mom! Sister did this" or "Mom! Sister said this to me" I went to find her. She was pouting in her room, cranky as ever, moodier than normal and at first, she did not answer my question of "what, exactly, is your problem?" She finally looked up at me and said "Mom! I have a zit and today is picture day."

All she had to do was say so.

I fixed her up with some concealer and then set about to find the right combination of products that would render her acnefree withing a couple weeks. I found what she needed, she washes morning and night religiously now and I am proud to say that for now, the girl's face is blemish free.

Summer is almost here

When we bought our pool a few years ago, the second thing my husband and I did was run to the local pool shop and buy a whole bunch of pool toys and pool floats for the family. What I did not know at the time was that a) pool floats are different from each other and some keep you out of the water, and some keep you partially submerged in the water; and b) pool floats make me motion sick. Which sucks because sometimes, I really just want to take a cold glass of lemonade outside, pop in my ear buds and relax in the pool away from the kids and the dogs and brutally cold air conditioner! Luckily for me, I found a pool floaty that is a chair, so I stay upright and do not get motion sick. This is especially helpful because I can take my laptop out and watch a movie in the pool. Thank you Arizona!