Saturday Night Ramblings

I want the Blackberry Torch like NOW….. I can’t upgrade till Feb *sad face*

My dad gave me a new camera… I love it. It takes vivid pics.

I found out I have allergies…. the allergy tests suck.. my poor arms are bruised. I am allergic to indoor/outdoor mold & mildew, dust mites, and dog dander. I will be starting the desensitization process next month. Yipee!

I started physical therapy last week because I have chondromalacia (runner’s knee). Friday I think the therapist tried to kill me a little bit. I am sore!

Every Saturday night that I find myself up late I end up watching Lockup and I don’t know why! These guys are scary!

Do people really buy products like Wonder File and Yonanas?

This book I am reading is only mildly interesting. I kinda want to stop reading and pick up one of my James Patterson novels but I only have about 100 pages to go.

I love my BBM Book Club we are usually soooo off topic but I don’t mind because they are a funny bunch.

I was considering cutting my hair, but I think I’ve changed my mind for now.

My daughter starts Kindergarten next week. She’s growing up. My son transitioned to a toddler bed this week. Both of my babies are growing up. Time is flying by!

I still want the Blackberry Torch…. Yes I know I said that already but it bears repeating.

Where is the off switch?

For as long as I can remember I have internalized my friends’ problems, issues, pain, etc. I can’t help the feeling of wanting to fix whatever is wrong  and make everything better.

 I worry about them when they are sick. I check on them while they are on road trips. I guess this wouldn’t be so bad if I had only 1 or 2 friends.  I love people so I tend to meet and make friends and acquaintences every where so my motherly behavior often extends to them as well.

I value my compassionate nature; however sometimes it is stressful for me when the friend I am worrying about seems to be less concerned with their life/issues than I am. 

Once upon a  time I had an interest in nursing and mental health and while neither are my field I still place a lot of stock in being physically, mentally and emotionally well.

Unfortunately, for me the people I find myself worrying and stressing myself over seem to not care as much OR do not realize they keep repeating the same hurtful behavior.  Lately my dilemma has been how do I stop feeling as if I care more about their well-being than they do? I know it may very well be my perception of the situation but when I find myself getting worked up over something constantly then I have a problem.  

I’ve recently started to wonder how do I stop caring so much? How can I just stop doing the thing that I’ve done all my life? It can’t be healthy for me to fret over things which I have no control so I really need to fiind a way to lighten up.

I am not my hair

  I have an addiction to scissors and getting a fly ass hair cut. Nothing makes me happier than sitting down in my stylist’s chair so she can work her magic.  After leaving the salon I feel like a new person. In a little under 2 hours I gain a smile on my face and pep in my step all because of a snip here and a curl there.  So why am I considering cutting it off and joining the ranks of thousands of women who are natural??? Well I’ll tell you what it is not…. I have not suddenly bought into the hype that “creamy crack” will ruin my life and my hair.  In an effort to try to budget (shudders) I was trying to come up with a solution which wouldn’t result in me trying to relax my own hair because that just isn’t going to work… but the hubs is not feeling me getting a hair cut… even though I don’t have far to go since I rock a short do’.

India Aire said “I am not my hair” well I am! The state of my hair directly affects my mood. Right now my mood is pretty sh*tty because I NEED to go have a seat in that chair and since I can’t right now I am NOT a happy camper!