really? Really? REALLY????

For starters today, I saw something that really upset, and I have seen it before. I hate the shirt with this print on it:

Are we in shock of the way our world views marriage and why our divorce rate is so high? Do not blame it on people who live together before getting married; I’ve seen and heard the statistics. Those of us who do it make a conscious choice. This shirt, however humorous it might be to you, shows truly why our society sucks when it comes to marriage. If you view marriage as the end to your “life” and a “game over” of course it will not work for you. Just as if you wake up thinking your day will suck, news flash, it probably will. I get that these shirts are supposed to just be funny, but lots of men (and women) feel this way. My first issue with the shirt is the way it portrays the woman. Getting married is her fault, as if she chose to do it and now the man has a “ball and chain.” If you do not want to get married and the girl you are with wants to, maybe you should reevaluate things. If you have no interest in getting married ever, for any reason-its your decision, don’t string along this girl and make her resent you. Don’t say, somebody baby just not today. She will resent you and therefore become that ball and chain. Just be honest. This group of guys I saw where one was wearing the above mentioned shirt, they looked like guys who would tease their friends for getting married. This brings me to my next pet peeve of the day (I have to tell you though, it is so beautiful outside today and I had the day off, so basically I am in an excellent mood).

I have a guilty pleasure, it is “War of the Roses” on Magic

92.5. I love listening to the people, it is like a 10 minute soap opera on the radio. It is sweet when someone’s fears of their partner cheating are relieved, BUT when they find out the cold hard truth I get sad and angry. Why do you ask? First, there’s the typical, “I am sorry, I didn’t think you would find out, I wasn’t sure about us,” etc. etc. Yes, you are a coward, but at least when you are sincere you at least sound like you care for that person. I bring you to the next kind of person. It goes like this: “We have only been together like a year (or any amount of time) I mean, we weren’t exclusive or anything.” This means, well this isn’t the first, its the first time you got caught. Second, not exclusive? Last time I checked if you are my boyfriend we are exclusive. No ifs and or buts. People are cowards and have no conscience. And we think living together before marriage breaks up our marriages? No, its having no conscience or respect for anybody. It is pure selfishness.

My pet peeve of the day. Enjoy the sunshine. It is beautiful.


we should have learned

“The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.” – Dr. Seuss

I love reading. I know that I have already done a post on reading, but I am going to explain once again. As if anyone out there really cares. I finished reading, “Water for Elephants,” and I really liked it. I liked it a whole lot. It sparked my interest not only in circuses but also the 1930s and 1940s; time periods that already fascinated me. Anyway, I really liked the Dr. Seuss quote, and I had also just finished reading the book. I do, however, have no interest at all in seeing the movie. First of all, I can not picture Robert Pattinson and Reese Witherspoon as the characters. It just does not work. Sorry Mr. P but unless you are playing a vampire, well, then you’re really not my kind of actor. You naturally look vampire-ish. Secondly, I can not picture Reese either. I prefer her to him as an actor no doubt, but eh, I’ll probably skip it.

I do, however, want to see this:

Yes, that is a photo from “Tangled,” and I am dying to see it. Please, rent it for me!

will you still love me tomorrow….??

My self-confidence has been at an all time low. I miss my more slender self. My clothes fit and looked better. My stomach did not hang over my pants; I did not have a muffin top. Now all I can focus on is my stomach in my clothes hanging out. I have to wear higher waisted pants to try and cover it up. This is not a cute look, AT ALL. Anyone who knows me knows that I love shopping. I love window shopping and I also love actually shopping. I am so excited to have my sister visit so we can shop together later this week… Buuut, in my mind I’m thinking, oh I can’t wait to get new accessories. I mean, I do love my accessories, but I don’t even want to say, I can’t wait to get new this or new that. Maybe some earrings and a scarf? Really? Earrings and a scarf? Who am I? Christopher says that from when I was heavier before I have all this extra skin, so gross, but so true. Yet, now, my body is starting to fill that extra skin back up with who knows what. I have these beautiful shoulders, but that’s about it. This is a terrible post and I hope that nobody ever has to read it. It makes me so unhappy. 😦 :/

keepin’ it real

I have decided, and maybe Chris will be happy with it, but then again, maybe he won’t be, to try and really limit the processed food that I eat. I do know it is almost impossible to get rid of it all together, but I can do my best. I know that buying my Yoplait yogurt has processed sugar, BUT I think it is better than a candy bar. I have eliminated Diet Coke (high five and jumping jacks for me) and added lots more water (not that I didn’t already drink enough as it is). With that being said, I am trying to eat food that is closer to its natural state rather than adding artificial junk. More fruits (real sugar) and vegetables. Which brings me to my real point. I was always a Yoplait Light kinda lady for the sake of calories, however, I have recently changed to regular. Why do you ask? Regular sugar is much better for me than fake sugar. And now I am a firm believer in it tasting better. Yum-o, with my strawberries and a few sprinkles of granola. Who needs dessert? I think I am going to test out full fat yogurt. I do not like whole milk, but if I can find it in the form of yogurt and possibly organic, that should be delicious. I don’t really buy into things having to be organic, because that doesn’t give us much to base on how the food is grown and raised, but, sometimes it has to be better. Anyway, yummy in my tummy. 🙂

happy birthday Momma Benz

Today is my mommy’s birthday. She is 54, but does not look like it. This is a photo blog in tribute to Momma Benz. I can not be there with her BUT I know that the rest of my family is treating her well; except Ricky and Lucie, they do not really care much for others, unless that other person is petting them. Enjoy!

This is my mom in her fur coat, I believe it is her rabbit coat. I think this is when we first moved into our new house. My mom is kind of a dork, like me, which I think is partially where I get it from (the other part is from my dad and come Sepetember, you will see why!). Anyway, it does not matter which coat it is, other than the fact that she has it, but she never wears it. She really should though, don’t you think?

I told my mom when she was visiting a couple weeks ago, that I think when my grandparents (and I am going to safely assume my grandmother alone) had all the intentions of calling her “Chrissy Jo” otherwise, why would they give her Jo as a middle name? So, this is Momma Benz aka Chrissy Jo, just do not, I repeat, do not call her: Christine.

Anyway, she is the best mom any one could EVER ask for. I lvoe her soooo much. I also know that she learned from the best. So, hopefully when I have children (which hopefully Hannah will suffice for the new “grauntie”) I’ll be just as good as a mom like they were.

These are a few of her favorite things:

  • The Bachelor, American Idol, and American’s Next Top Model
  • Diet Coke on ice, with a straw that is big enough for the cup
  • Ice cream for dessert
  • Snacking rather than eating full meals (I haven’t seen in awhile, but it used to be: “chips and cheese” with a pickle)
  • Peet’s Coffee
  • Lindsay, Danielle, Lucie, and I suppose Ricky too
  • Decorating (thank you to my apartment that now looks like people live in it)
  • Hawaii

This is my mom, be jealous that my mom is better than your mom. Happy Birthday Mom!!!

time and time again

I have mentioned this time and time again, but I wholeheartedly feel that movies and tv shows were so much better from long, long ago. I love the movie, “How to Marry a Millionaire,” not because it has Marilyn Monroe but because it is the perfect example of how a comedy should be. Not to mention, my favorite part of the movie, at least this version I rented, is the symphony before and after the movie. I would rather have a symphony any day over movie previews. In addition, I am in love with 1950’s style. I love their hair, their clothes, the way their homes look, and lots of the music. Compared to the decade I am living in now, they were a much simpler time. And to think, most of these famous women in the world and men who starred in these great films are now all dying off if they are not already dead. Movies are not the same and I don’t know if they ever will be.

I cut my heel today on one of the carts at work. It does not hurt, but it irritates me because I do not think I can wear regular shoes and go to the gym. Ugh, double ugh, and triple ugh. I’d like it to heel quickly. That would be my wish for it. Oh and for it to continue to be painless.

I gave up Diet Coke and now I’m going to be giving up aspartame and sucralose, no more fake sugar. It is time for bed now though. Good night!

peanut butter and sweet potatoes

I do not really know if that would be a good combination. It could be, but no, I did not test out that theory tonight. I did have a yummmmmy sweet potato from Outback; I love sweet potatoes. My discussion on peanut butter has to do with this article that my coworkers and I were discussing today. I’m not in the mood to go into it, but let’s just say, I’m always right.