Maybe I'm just a little hormonal today...?
I’ve been really busy kicking the shit out of myself in kickboxing this week, so I’ve been in and out checking my dash when I can, and I miss you wonderful people. I don’t follow people on here for no reason. With every single person I follow, I follow because I like reading what you put on here. I love seeing glimpses into your world as you see it, and even though I can be a...
Tonight. I am still trying to figure out how to process tonight. Tonight, after being married for 9 years, my husband revealed something to me and I still can’t seem to wrap my mind around it. NINE years we have been married, and I just found this out. Nine years. It’s like I’ve been married to a stranger or a strange being from another planet for nine years. I bought...
There’s this hill by the martial arts studio I do kickboxing at. It’s this steep as all hell hill that we have to run 3 times every Friday. This hill is my own personal hell. It’s my own personal hell that I go face every Friday just so I can kick it right in the balls and say I defeated it. Today was my 4th time running it, and each time I get better than the last. My...
I just hate it when it’s 1:30 in the morning and I’m scared shitless because I keep hearing this faint creepy whistling sound. And then I realize that faint creepy whistling sound was me, breathing through the stray booger in my nose. I need to stop staying up so late.
I don't know what to say.
I’m so sorry to hear about the sudden passing of a fellow Tumblr person. I didn’t follow Amanda, and she didn’t follow me, but we both follow several of the same people. Today was the first I have heard of her. After reading through her blog and looking at pictures of that amazing smile she had, she seemed like exactly the type of person I would have followed in a heartbeat and...
I never know the right words to say. (voice...
That one time your husband reads your angry post about covering your mouth when you cough and then later on that night starts coughing and covering his mouth and I end up not going absolutely bat shit crazy… That is why I don’t mind him reading my Tumblr posts.
My husband. I love him dearly. He knows that, but I need to say something: For the past week or two, he’s had a cough, which I do not mind at all. People get coughs. I get that. I understand. I really really do. But please. PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEEEEEASE. COVER YOUR FUCKING MOUTH WHEN YOU COUGH. COVER IT!!! YOU LEARN THIS IN FUCKING PRESCHOOL. THERE IS NO FUCKING EXCUSE. FOR THE STATE...
I don’t know how to skip. I just can’t get my feet to do it. My whole life I have suffered through the embarrassment of my athletic shortcomings. Growing up not knowing how to skip was hell for me. The worst part about all of this is that everyone takes their ability to skip for granted. Do me a favor—the next time you’re skipping happily down the road or...
tacos4algernon replied to your photo: I got an unexpected gift today from a sweet little… I don’t understand how it works! —-I don’t understand how it works either!! He explained…but I still don’t get it. :)
ALMOST every time I’m out and about somewhere in my town, someone approaches me and asks me for money so they “can eat” or “put gas in their car”. I usually won’t give them money, but I am more than happy to buy them food, or put gas in their car, or give them the resources needed so they can get help. And what happens the majority of the time when I offer...
People who don’t like you get super pissed if you’re overly nice to them. Lately I’ve been making someone super pissed by being too nice and I couldn’t be happier.
Six Word Short Story
Somebody just urinated in the cornbread.
Favorite quote from tv:
From the show Dual Survival: “If we go and drink this water, four to six from now, we could both be spraying the rocks from our butt hole.”
Movie Quote Meme
Monsturd: Daughter: Daddy? There’s a giant doo-doo in the bathroom. Daddy: Ehhh, I’m really proud of you honey. Daughter: But I didn’t make it, Daddy. It came out of the bathroom and it started saying bad words. I’m scared. Daddy: There’s nothin’ to be scared of, honey. Number twos can’t talk.
Happy NyQuil, Tumblr.
Pity party. Pity party for one.
This evening I’m supposed to be at my friend’s house with a fun silly bunch of women having a Passion party. I was going to be the host. If you’ve never hosted a passion party before, you should. Hosting passion parties equals free sexy time toys. There’s just one thing. I am SICK. Full blown sick. I told my friend to be the host instead. I don’t want...
99’ (…I think) Suzuki Swift. It was white. It was a little marshmallow on wheels. I miss that car. Now I want a marshmallow really bad.