Mindless Ramblings of a 20 year old addicted to small dogs, tea, SOA and sarcasm.
So hopefully by now all my readers... if there are any of you out there, have realized that I am a female. I am a girl. And being this gender brings a lot of hormones, taking small matters and stretching them far beyond, being melodramatic. Anyways you get the idea. So I am going to take this moment and be just that, crazy.
Recently, and I am sure it was said with genuine 'intentions', but recently I was informed that I "have gotten hot". Now maybe I shouldn't be conceited but I never realized that I was at one point not appealing to the eyes. I mean I am no Victoria's Secret model but I sure as heck am no Jocelyn Wildenstein. I've gone through the awkward middle school stage and yes I did have "adult" braces being it I was 18 when I got them but I have always tried to and have taken pride in my appearance.
I don't know why I am so urcked by this statement but it really got under my skin.
This would be ugly me:
Thank goodness I out grew that grossness!
My mother has a friend that recently got tested for Celiac Disease. And they were talking about the symptoms she had before getting diagnosed.
Some included anemia, abdominal bloating and pain and depression. Which I have had all three symptoms. So I went online and did a little check list just to make sure that I wasn't just making myself think I had this. There's a good amount checked off so right now I am debating whether or not to go to the doctors and get tested.
I HATE getting blood drawn, I literally get nauseous and light headed thinking about the needle going into my skin. Getting blood drawn is just unnatural, even cavemen didn't do it. They knew better. Agh, I don't wanna get my blood drawn but I need to make sure that I don't have this so I can readjust my diet and everything else involved with being celiac. Poop.
Obviously by reading my little subtitle, you can tell I am a little obsessed with SOA (Sons of Anarchy). For those of you who don't know what this show is about, it's about a motorcycle club that runs guns and other miscellaneous illegal dealings. It is awesome.
I have become attached. Like.....
....that's how much I love it.
One of my friends recently asked if he could borrow my season 4 DVD set and I have been avoiding his texts because honestly I don't know if I want to lend out my beloved show!! 1. Because the DVD sets are EXPENSIVE. And 2. Well, refer to picture above. Oh! And not only that he told me he doesn't like one of my favorite characters. Argh. I don't know if we can't agree on characters, if I can trust him with my show.
I know I had more to say about SOA but I can't think....
I have been kind if sick for the last few days that blogging has been quite difficult. My brain can't seem to think. There has been a couple events that have occurred and want to blog about but unfortunately you will have to wait until my brain can form sentences. See you all later!
I can't remember if I had mentioned before but I had taken my dogs off of crunchy food and put them on soft Little Champions. They both have bad teeth and I thought the soft food would be better for them. Well after they switched to it (and it was a monster success, they have gotten into the trash a few times for the wrappers) I noticed that their coats have gotten shinier and it also seems to have helped with Ricky's weight loss.
We have recently run out of their Little Champions and have to wait until pay day (Tuesday) to stock up again. Anyways, switching back to crunchy food has been a little difficult rationing it correctly. Ricky and I did a weigh in a few minutes ago annnnd.....
Starting weight: 23 lbs.
Previous weight: 18.5 lbs.
Current weight: 18 lbs even.
So he has only lost a half pound this week. Which, honestly is not that bad. I am hoping to get him down to 12 or even 10 lbs by May. I hope to be able to maintain this weight as well. He does kind of make me nervous, though, I am not sure if it is because of old age or maybe his weight loss but the sides of his face are a bit more noticeably bony.
Well we are going to keep trying get Ricky to a reasonable weight and then we can work on maintaining a healthy doggy diet if the weight hits a plateau. Hopefully Thunder will be able to cut some weight as well.
That's how I feel.
Irritated.
I have finally hooked the job that I have been wanting so badly. And I am also considering moving out in the fall because, now, I can financially. I am taking in the option if going back to school and getting my Bachelors Degree in Special Education instead of just having my certification. Right now is ME time. All I am concerned about it is me.
I am so f***ing sick of hearing the comments of getting a boyfriend. If I wanted to have a boyfriend, I would go out and get one. If I wanted to date, I would go out and date. Because I am not out there chasing every thing with two legs and junk doesn't make me a defect. I am just not that person who is boy crazy, wanting to be supported, to be married. I don't think marriage is even an option for me. Marriage has been so ruined it doesn't even sound appealing. I want to learn how to support myself before I even think about dating. It sounds crazy but stuff happens, and who knows.. I could end up really liking someone and possibly getting married. But by then I want to have had my ME time and be out of Alaska. Be ready to take another's feeling into consideration. Another's needs. The rest of my life I am going to be taking care of my children. Thinking about their wants, my boyfriend/ baby daddy/ possibly husbands wants. There will be no me.
I have seen some of my friends' relationships and sit there and think, thank god that isn't me. So obsessed and needy, having someone else take care of you. Yuck.
At this point in my life. I am the most important thing to me. I only care about me and me only.
....and my dogs, I love my dogs.