Thursday Blurbs

1. The heavy work on the home improvement project is done. We still have some detailing to do like painting the trim, replacing some of the chewed up sections and hanging up the art / decorations on the walls. Oh, and of course my pictures. I am going to start from scratch on designing the hallway picture gallery. That will take some time.

2. I got a raise at work. Which, is funny considering only a few months ago they cut everyone's salary or hours by 10% across the board. I'm not sure what they are up to, besides wanting to pile more work on me, but I'm still sending out resumes and cover letters. Grateful to have a job, but feel there is something better and more worthwhile out there for me. Don't stop believin'.

3. I had a great birthday last week. I took the day off from work and went to the most amazing spa where I treated myself to an hour long massage, a facial treatment followed by the hot tub and steam room. Heavenly. After the spa Juan took me to lunch in Santa Cruz followed by some impromptu wine tasting and shopping in Saratoga. When we got home the entire house had been cleaned and organized from top to bottom by a staff of professionals. After a short nap, I opened the bounty of gifts and got ready to go to dinner. A limo arrived around 6pm that took us up to the city where we had the most spectacular food, wine and view you could possibly imagine. I will never forget this birthday, that's for sure.

4. Probably because it didn't happen. LOL! House cleaned by professionals? Baahahahahahaha! I did have a nice birthday though and I really did take the day off from work. We had raviolis from La Villa... so nothing, I mean NOTHING can match that. Except for maybe the beautiful white roses and lovely jewelry that Juan picked out. I absolutely loved them.

5. Alex finally (after two previous tries) passed his permit test and now has a valid driver's permit! Yikes. Well, I still need to sign him up for behind the wheel lessons, I guess the permit isn't actually valid until the instructor signs it after the first day of instruction. Details. Always getting in the way! But he passed, so that was the important thing.

6. Alex has been going to training at Great America for his job. I guess he is officially an employee now. He sure had to jump through a lot of hoops to get there. Hopefully he gets some hours soon before school starts up again. I am proud of his perseverance with this because he needed to be very proactive to make it happen. I hope this helps him in his learning/maturing/decision making process.

7. Jacob is at his last day of community service today. I hope he has learned his lesson as well. I am grateful that this got him out of the house for awhile this summer and hopefully gave him some perspective on his life and his decision making as well.

Giving Up The Vino for a Month

Day 1 (8/1): I woke up in the morning apprehensive but certain about doing what needed to be done. I have been drinking every night for, I can't even remember, how long. Let's just say for to long. I've been working out a lot, but not making any progress because of, in part, the drinking. Like a lot of people I am trying to break the cycle of alcoholism in my family. My grandfather and my mother, may they rest in peace, were both alcoholics. I get scared every day that I am headed down the same path. Before I got out of bed I prayed really hard for strength to get through the day and to not give in to weakness when I got home from work in the evening. The day went fine and I came home to my first challenge. I was irritable and when I came home the boys didn't fail to push my buttons. I took Alex to practice and part way there... he realized he didn't have his cleats. I was frustrated because we were already running late and with traffic I was going to be late to my Zumba class. By the time we got to the YMCA there was no parking. I thought I was going to blow a gasket. I almost peeled out of the parking lot, went strait home and opened up my last bottle of La Crema. But, thankfully a spot opened up just in time and I trudged on. After picking up Alex from practice we went home and had dinner. I can't lie. I thought about it. Thought about it a lot. I wanted to have a glass. But I didn't.

Day 2 (8/2): I woke up with the feeling that the combination of not having a glass of wine and going to workout gave me some really positive momentum to head in to day 2. Today would be challenge, however, as I quickly had to remind myself. Tuesday. The day I take Jacob to his roller hockey practice. The day when I don't get a chance to workout. The day where I am at the Sportsplex for over an hour... where there is a bar. A bar with wine. Sigh. I didn't sit at my usual place, opting instead for a table closer to the pro shop. Here I finished reading Water For Elephants (review to come) and managed to beat the temptation to go grab a glass of wine from the bar. I got home and made dinner. I had just started when Juan texted me and asked if I could pick up Alex. Ugh, I almost lost it. I told him I had to make dinner otherwise we wouldn't have anything made. But more importantly I worked through the frustrations and didn't open up that bottle.

Day 3 (8/3): Today was a tough day at work. I almost lost it with Mira. I kept it under control, but sometimes she is just to much and I have to give her another (more reasonable) perspective. Anyway, day 3, I had a little more momentum going, but fortunately not enough to make me over confident. Today's plan was, again, take Alex to practice, go workout and pick him up again afterwards. It went well. He remembered his cleats today, so that was good. I got to the Y just before 6:30. I decided to do the whole arm circuit and then run on the treadmill instead of doing the group cycle class. So, that's what I did. At home I was a bit tense and was really thinking about writing this first blog post. I didn't want to wait until tomorrow in case I had to concentrate on work stuff again for the whole day. Writing down my first three days helped a lot to take my mind off things. Kind of the way a glass of wine would. Hmm.

Just give me 10 days...

Please?

You know I don't ask for much. Well, okay. I ask a lot. But that's not what I'm talking about.

Anyway, can you please just give me 10 days? 10 days of eating healthy: no sweets, no takeout, no saturated fat, etc. In fact, 10 days of the following: Lean Cuisine (or equivalent) for lunch and dinner, oatmeal for breakfast, fruit and nuts in between meals.

Can you give me 10 days without drinking any alcohol?

Can you give me 10 days of good solid workouts?

You, we, are on the brink here of a breakthrough but you keep sabotaging yourself. Please, just give me 10 days and things will look better, I promise.

No, your problems will still be there. You've got to deal with those. But, I promise you'll feel better and maybe even have better mental stamina to tackle some of those troublesome troubles that just don't want to go away.

What have you got to lose? Exactly. Give me 10 days.

Please?

Most Quotable Friday

"Most Twitterable Friday" Quotes stripped from my Twitter feed:

No matter how hard you find something, there is always a way to get you there. Just try a little harder.

The will to win is not nearly as important as the will to prepare to win.

God gives you what you need, not what you want and sometimes, more than you ever dreamed of.

Look between the lines. Read between the words. The most important things are left unsaid & unheard.

Destiny is something people invented because they can't stand the fact that everything happens is a result of their choices.

Don’t hide behind fake smiles, it’s OK to not be alright.

I don't hate you...I just don't appreciate your existence.

If your presence doesn’t make an impact, your absence won’t make a difference.

I hate hearing something that absolutely kills me inside and having to act like I don’t care.

Happiness starts with, one word, one joke, one text, one phone call, one song, one hug or one kiss…and stops with, one mistake.

For Alex on his 16th Birthday

Heart On A String

For years I kept my heart
Hidden and set apart
From pain, feeling it was best
To hide it from the rest
Protected, shielded and tucked away
Deep inside where it would stay

From the day that God sent you
I knew just what to do
Into the depths of isolation
I journeyed without hesitation
The fog began to lift
As I came upon my treasured gift

I placed it on a tiny thread
And I heard the angels sing
Since that very day you’ve had
My heart, on a string

As you grow
My heart grows with you.
When you are sad
My heart fills with your tears
When you are hurt
My heart is seared with pain
When your heart breaks
My heart shatters a thousand times
But that little string remains

When you are happy
My heart smiles
When you learn something new
My heart swells
When you are selfless and brave
My heart soars
Right there on its string

I used to hide my heart
Deep within, but apart
Until the day my world was graced
All the loneliness erased
By this tiny little being
Who will forever hold my heart on a string

Thursday Blurbs

1. How can I have a Thursday Blurbs on this particular Thursday without mentioning what happened to me exactly 16 years ago, today? Although it wasn't a Thursday (It was a Saturday), it was the day that Alex made his way into this world and the day I gave him my heart on a string. I'm not sure if I so much gave it as much as he took it from me without protest. Either way, Happy Birthday Baby Boy... Your mom loves you!

2. Construction Zone - the house is a complete mess. We started last week the task of removing all the "popcorn ceiling" from all the rooms. They are all done except Alex's room and our bedroom. What started out as wanting to buy new furniture has turned into a full time project of scraping, sanding, patching, priming and painting.

3. I started ordering stuff from my list. I ordered Jacob's mattress from Overstock. I also ordered a new monitor and an external drive for the computer. The tables and Jacob's bed frame I want to get from Ikea, so I am planning a trip up there this weekend. We are going to have a lot of items to "build" and put together before this is over. But I think I will like that part better than stepping over stuff just to get to my room. Oh, and the dust? Ugh!

4. Going to the Earthquakes game this Saturday. The game is at Stanford vs. the NY Red Bulls followed by fireworks. Yay! Oh, and we're going with Brooke and Jordan. Yay x 2! Juan will be working so we are taking Vanessa, Alex's gf, with the extra ticket. Should be fun.

5. But not as fun as going to the restorative justice appointment today with Jacob where he will be assigned his 40 hours of community service. Which? I have the privilege of paying $35 for. Yay me. Fortunately we will be going to the mall later. I am in need of some retail therapy.

6. And? Hopefully some endorphin therapy later tonight as well. Is it selfish to go to Zumba class tonight? I can start getting the dinner ready before I go and then start making the enchiladas when I get home... I will make it work. Somehow. Need. To. Go. To. Zumba.

What I've Learned Wednesday

1. Sometimes things just work themselves out without any help from me... something I am continually learning but seems like the first time every time. I am referring to the "mattress fiasco" that I vented about previously. They were sitting out in the street for 2-3 days, then suddenly (like magic) they were gone just as mysteriously as they arrived.

2. I have learned a very difficult lesson in watching my son suffer through a steep consequence of a very bad decision he made. It killed me not to "make things better" for him. I kept reminding myself over and over that it was his lesson to learn and prayed a lot that he would take it to heart.

3. Raising kids is easy. Raising teenagers is not. Not only is it "not easy" it is a whole different level on a whole different playing field in a whole different location in a whole different continent in a whole different world in a whole different stratosphere in a whole different solar system.

4. Shedding bad habits is like saying goodbye to good, comfortable friends. You are so used to living your life a certain way and falling into those habits (over eating, not exercising, overlooking housework, drinking) at the end of the day even though you always have regrets in the morning. How nice is it to wake up and not feel like crap because I drank wine, over ate, sat around in front of the t.v instead of working out and cleaning the house? I'll tell you: This morning, it felt nice.

5. I learned that if I can still love the man I married 19 years ago then I can keep loving him for 19 more.

Most Quotable Friday

Quotes from my Twitter Feed:

When someone is so sweet to you, don't expect that they will be like that all the time because even the sweetest chocolate expires.

If you can't explain something simply, that's mean you don't understand it well enough.

The only people who can truly know your story, are the ones who helped you write it.

If you focus on results, you will never change. If you focus on change, you will get results.

Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without. – Buddha

"Hoping for the best, prepared for the worst, and unsurprised by anything in between." - Maya Angelou

The #1 reason why people give up so fast is because they tend to look at how far they still have to go, instead of how far they have gotten.

One of the hardest parts in life is deciding whether to walk away, or try harder.

The thing that's killing you is the thing that's making you stronger.

Being broken gives you the ability to build yourself all over again.

Some people are like clouds. When they disappear, it's a brighter day.

Over confidence is the most dangerous form of carelessness.

Thursday Blurbs

1. Alex is in Boise with his team for the Region IV Championships. They have done well so far, winning their bracket and advancing to the quarter-finals. Next game is tomorrow. He is not playing and it is hard to gauge how he is doing mentally through our brief phone conversations. He can't really open up and say what is going through his mind with someone always around. I know this is hard for him, but I am hoping this life lesson will stay with him and he is able to learn from it on his journey into adulthood.

2. The mattress - as alluded to in yesterday's post, someone (that I probably know or have at least seen) dumped their nasty mattress set on top of our "large-item" pile that we put out in the street for a scheduled pick up. A pick-up that I will not only pay for, but one that allows for only the items that I pre-arranged to have picked up. NO MORE than what was on their list. There was only "1" mattress (ours) that was supposed to be picked up, NOT 3. So, what did the haulers do when they saw two extra mattresses ? Exactly what they said they would do in the agreement that I made with them. They left 2 behind. One from the sneaky free-loader and ours. They ended up taking the wrong mattress. Ugh! People! Really? Stop leaving your unwanted crap for me to deal with. I have enough unwanted crap of my own. Seriously. I hate you.

3. Soooo... the dognappers, both of them, are out of jail. I was walking with Nico on Tuesday and I saw one of the guys walking up to his house. I confirmed with the D.A. yesterday that both guys are "not in custody." I got as much information as I could from the D.A.'s office, but I still don't feel safe in my own neighborhood. At least now we know their names:
1) Emilio Romayor - this guy apparently plead guilty to the charges, served a month or so in jail and is now on probation. Not just any probation, "mental health probation." The only clear definition I got from Mr. Shapiro (Misdemeanor Supervisor at the D.A.'s office) was that this is the highest level of probation there is in terms of keeping an eye on the individuals. He has to report to court regularly and show that he is fulfilling the terms of his probation. He will have to do this for 3 years. This was the long/shaggy haired guy in the white t-shirt.
2) Alejandro (probably goes by Alex... *sigh*) Banuelos - this was the scary guy (shaved head, tear-drop, neck and all over arm tattoos) that was supposedly on parole. He did not plead guilty and has a pre-trial conference scheduled for July 26th. He is being charged with "Theft" and "Driving on a suspended license." There might be some repercussions with his parole if he is found guilty on these charges. I really hope they call me to testify.

4) The boss is out today and tomorrow. This means a very relaxed and enjoyable work environment. It is amazing how much more productive we are when she isn't around. Half day tomorrow and working on a productivity schedule that will knock your socks off!

5) Job Search - has been sporadic at best. I need to get serious. Staying positive though. Positive thoughts = positive actions = positive results.

6) The house is cleared out of our old living room furniture. Juan wants to paint, we still haven't even looked at colors.. so I don't know how that is going to work out. I will probably get Jacob's bed and dresser first, since that will take an effort to put together. Not to mention cleaning out his stuff and his floor. UGH! Too much work. Can't wait to have new furniture though!

What I've Learned Wednesday

1. I have learned that people, at least one person in my neighborhood anyway, are mindless, opportunistic leeches who dare to sneak out of their wormhole in the middle of the night and put out their unwanted junk on top of my unwanted junk, that I paid to have removed, and then leave me with their mess to clean up when the haulers don't pick up their crap because it wasn't on MY list of crap to pick up.

2. I learned that the son-of-a-bitch-dumb-ass-tattooed-up-gang-banger-parole-violator who kidnapped my dog... Is out of jail. I also know his name and his little friend's name too. If he tries to take my dog again or messes with my kids, car or property... well I don't know what, but I'll do something.

3. I learned that predilection is a noun and means: A preference or special liking for something; a bias in favor of something. Thank you Nora Roberts and Kindle for enlightening me.

4. I learned that I like to listen to Christian Rock music. Who knew?
This is one of my favorites that I have discovered:

Most Quotable Friday

Pain makes you stronger, tears make you braver, heartbreak makes you wiser, so thank the past for a better future.

Don’t waste your time looking back on what you’ve lost. Move on, for life is not meant to be traveled backwards.

I’m counting the past 2 hours lying on the couch not going to gym as resistance training.

Tough people aren’t born that way, they become that way when no one’s there to wipe their tears away.

This is your life, right now. It doesn’t wait for you to get back on your feet.

There are two kinds of people in this world, those who are wise and those who are otherwise.

Every morning I choose to move forward. I stop thinking too much about the past.

Whenever you feel like all the burdens are on your shoulder, remember one thing: You're not alone. You're not the only one.

"You know what the difference about winners and losers? Winners don't give up." -Little Miss Sunshine (2006)

1 tree can make 100 matchsticks, but it takes 1 matchstick to burn 100 trees. So never underestimate the small things.

Thursday Blurbs

1. Is it Thursday already? I am trying hard to forget that it is. The wound is still fresh.

2. Today should be a completely different day from the day that it actually is. But, because of that flukey, anti-climatic "whatever" double-overtime goal on Tuesday... it is not. Instead it is the day that it is, which is, not the day that it was supposed to be. At all.

3. Yesterday was Alex's last day of school. I just pray that he was able to get all his grades up and get passing grades. He seemed confident, but we have been down this road before. It also doesn't help that he was "absent from one or more classes" according to the school administration's recorded message. I hope for his sake he doesn't get a bill from the school district or district attorney's office for being truant.

4. Alex's team will start going hard on the training for Regionals. They leave on June 17th for Idaho. I hope he has learned from his mistakes in the past and goes into this trip with a clear head and with the correct sense of right and wrong.

5. As soon as he gets back it will be his birthday, a job interview at Great America and summer school. Somewhere in there we will need to go down to the DMV to get his permit. A lot of changes for this kid all happening at the same time. I hope he is ready to handle it.

6. Two more weeks until Julie's baby shower! Can't wait. I will be a little rushed, but I always feel so great after seeing my family. It should be wonderful. For the mind. For the soul.

7. I have been at my job for almost a year. It was my goal, hope and desire to be out of there before then. I need to get out of there. It is wearing on my heart. I know it is up to me and that I need to put myself out there or nothing is going to happen for me. I have to get out of this current spiral that I find myself in. Or is it the hole in the sidewalk that I keep falling in?

8. The end of Dancing with the Stars. The end of American Idol. The end of the Sharks. All within a 24 hour period. FML. What is there to look forward to? Nowhere to escape... hahahahaha!

Revelation

Summary of early morning soul searching...

Each morning I wake up and have to face my critical self who evaluates, well, everything. What I did or didn't do positively the day before, what I ate, whether or not I worked out, what major issues are going on in my life that I am eventually going to have to deal with. Every morning is the same. Maybe a different soundtrack now and then, but always at the same speed and always with the feeling that half of my brain is trying to play catch-up.

This morning was no different. I woke up with despair and guilt because once again I didn't workout, I over-ate and sat around all night, I was short with my husband (instead of telling him what is on my mind), I drank, didn't brush my teeth and didn't wash my face. I had to keep turning off the clock radio, because I didn't want to hear anything about the Sharks. Unresolved issues with Jacob. Unresolved issues with Alex. The thing I can't bear to ask my husband about. Just like that, in a flash, I woke up to how much I suck and how much my life sucks and how I am trapped in this endless whirlwind of problems and dread. Just negative. Everything so hopeless and dark.

Eventually the vitriol in my head slows down and my common sense is able to get a word in edge-wise. Is this the week before my period? Yes. Okay, so this won't last forever... check. This morning I pushed a little just to get something to change. I'm so tired of the negative tape playing over and over in my head. So, I asked myself. Why can't I put in a tape from someone who likes me and listen to that? Who likes me? Alex and Jacob like me (most of the time). Sergio likes me. Juan likes me. Brooke likes me. Victoria and Jennifer like me. Auntie Sue likes me. Julie Sue likes me. That's a start. If I could visualize an audio from one of those people playing in my head that could make a huge difference.

My thoughts drifted a little after that, but I did have one other revelation. The Sharks. Facing an elimination game tonight in Vancouver, down 3-1 in the series. The suffering. I compared myself to the Sharks, pointing out that, like them, I have all the right pieces in place to be a happy, successful individual. But something always holds me back. Something won't let me move forward to that next level. That part of me that just accepts the barrier as impenetrable and puts my head down in defeat. I need to find that intangible "thing" and re-shape it. Mold into something that can help me. Something that can keep my faith strong, make my will an entity to be reckoned with and my peace of mind an anomaly, the likes of which has never been seen before.

I know what I need to do. But know I cannot do it alone. This means reaching out. Another wall for me to climb. Trusting my fragility to others. Opening myself up. Giving. Did you know that the mighty Redwood trees have roots that are only 5 feet or so underground? How do they stand up? How do they not fall down and topple each other? It is because they connect their roots to other Redwood trees. None of them stand alone. Their roots form an underground network that help each other to stand tall. Amazing right?

Weekend Roundup

The Good, The Bad and The "Oh no. Not again"

Well, once again the weekend starts out good, followed by some rest and relaxation and then came to a painful, eye opening, grinding halt of pain, anguish and heartbreak. *sigh* Yes, I'm talking about the Sharks.

I left work on Friday not really having any hope for the Sharks. They looked thoroughly out-played and out-coached by the Vancouver Canucks. The magic was gone. The reality had set in. But, being a loyal fan I trooped home to watch the game. On the way to the parking garage I heard some loud noises and "whoo-hooing" going on from a crowd over at the Old Wagon Wheel Saloon. I glimpsed over and wouldn't you know it, the place was infested with blue Vancouver Canuck jerseys. Then as I was driving down Market to turn left on Santa Clara, they were coming from everywhere. Like little blue bugs. That, was not a good sign.
I went home and decided to go workout before the game. I really needed to burn off some frustration, as well as the huge sandwich I ate for lunch. I came home just in time for the game and we watched the Sharks show some life and win the game 4-3. Unfortunately, that would be as far as they got.
Saturday was good. I went on a bike ride up Mt. Pleasant Road and did a whole bunch of clean up in the front yard. I did some laundry, did some driving lessons with Alex and went grocery shopping. I also heard from Byron. He is going to help Alex get a job at Great America once he turns 16. All he has to do is call him and the job is his! What a nice guy. I hope I can return the favor some day.
Sunday, I got up early before Juan left and got his shirts ready for him. After he left I finished folding ALL the laundry and put everything away. Before the game I swept and mopped the floors and cleaned up the kitchen. Ugh. Then, the game. I could tell from the start they didn't have any sense of urgency. They were slow and couldn't convert on any of the 5 power plays that the Canucks gave them. That is always a bad sign. They ended up losing 4-2. Now back to Vancouver down 3-1. Not good. Not good at all. Now every game is an elimination game. I hate this part of the playoffs. The part where I have to admit defeat. Have to accept that, once again, this isn't their year. That all the haters were right. Sharks choke again. I HATE IT! HATE IT. HATE EVERYONE. HATE EVERYTHING. Why? Why can't they just do what they are destined to do? Why do we have to go through this? Why, when this is the only positive thing in my life right now that makes me happy? That I can look forward to? Why?

On another note. Juan had a suspicious prescription he asked me to pick up for him. I researched it online and I do not like what I read. I hate my life right now. Seriously. Hate. My. Fucking. Life.
I seriously woke up this morning and had to tell myself to live each moment hour to hour. Plan the next our of my life only. Let go. Let God. Focus on what is right in front of me. Because if I look around I will get dizzy, lose my balance and fall into the abyss.

Book Review - The Apothecary's Daughter

The Apothecary's Daughter
by Julie Klassen


The Apothecary's Daughter, the second novel written by Julie Klassen, was at times delightful and intriguing. At other times I found it slightly too melodramatic and inconsistent.
The main character is Lilly, who we learn lives with her father and younger brother. Lilly is extremely intelligent and has a photographic memory. When Lilly was 15 her mother left her family never to be heard from again. Three years later, She still goes down to the dock area of her village to search incoming boats for a glimpse of her mother's face. Lilly helps her father in his Apothecary shop and is very learned in the ways of Apothecary and helping people with their miscellaneous conditions. Lilly and her father get an unexpected visit from her aunt and uncle (Lilly's mother's brother and his wife) from London who have come to inquire about taking Charlie to live with them as her uncle has no heir and wishes to find one in Charlie. They are disappointed when the meet Charlie to find that he is mildly autistic. They both agree that he will not make a suitable heir. To Lilly's surprise they invite her, instead, to move to London with them so they take her under their wing and give her a proper education and introduce her into society.
For me, the romantic part of the story is strongly lacking. Lilly has no romantic feelings and shows no interest in any of the possible "suitors" or other male characters in the story. There is no sexual tension or signs of attraction with anyone in the novel and it leaves readers wondering just what is going on there. There were also some inconsistencies in the narration that bothered me. The story is told from the heroine, Lilly's, perspective. However, at two different times during the novel the point of view switches to one of her suitors, for no apparent reason. The switch offered no additional insight into the minds of the men nor did it add anything to the story. I really believe Klassen could have stuck with the story as it was through Lilly's eyes throughout, to make the storyline more consistent. It was obvious how several of the male character felt about her but it wasn't until the very end of the novel that Lilly makes any declaration (verbally or in her thoughts) of romantic love for anyone... and honestly it left me a bit confused. I think it was necessary to introduce some tension or something a little sooner in the story in order to build the anticipation up for the readers.
On a positive note I really liked the part of the story about Lilly's passion and knowledge of Apothecary and of her father's work. I liked Klassen's village that she created for this novel and the loving way the village seemed to look after Charlie. Lilly's morals and virtue were be applauded as well as her loyalty and dedication to family and what she believed in. These were the things that kept me interested in the book.
While I enjoyed the novel, I was irked by certain narrative inconsistencies, unnecessary melodramatic plot twists and the ending where she was all of the sudden satisfied and happy with working in the neighborhood cafe instead of remaining involved with Apothecary.
I liked the novel enough to look at another of the author's books in hopes that some of these issues solve themselves in the writing. But, until then...
~Peace and Good Reads~

Most Quotable Friday

Grabs from my Twitter feed:

Convincing yourself that you don’t give a f**k anymore, is one of the hardest things you can ever do.

True laziness is being excited when plans get canceled.

I just don’t have enough middle fingers for today.

The worst part about being lied to is knowing you weren’t worth the truth.

Don’t depend on anyone, because even your shadow leaves you when you’re in darkness.

The truth is pretty hard to swallow when you’re choking on your pride.

Even if you’re on the right track, you’ll get ran over if you just sit there.

Sarcasm is the body’s natural defense against Stupidness.

I wouldn’t have an Anger problem if you didn’t have a Stupid problem.

Cancel my subscription. I’m done with your issues.