off of the face of the earth.

I'm writing today (tonight) to quell all rumors about me falling off the face of the digital earth. I am still here. Just a lot busier and tired-er than I normally am. I know your lives have been much affected by the absence of my blog posts, but I crave your indulgence for just a few weeks longer as after that, my life will slowly creep back to me and start being mine once again. 


Now that we have thoroughly established that I am still here, I have a story. Surprise. About something I saw while on public transportation. Even bigger surprise. I was on the light rail, and at a stop, saw a lady who was ill clad. I don't mean she was being a hoochie mama or anything, but considering the chilly early morning temperature, her sweatshirt and capri yoga pants were definitely not cutting it. She was quite the voluptuous woman, and had her head tucked down. I just thought she was keeping herself warm. Until she lifted her head. Popping out from, well you know where, was a chihuahua puppy's head. Not kidding. And it was the size of a large lime, with eyes the size of walnuts. The poor thing was shaking...Obviously the reason why the woman had her head tucked down. I'm not reporting a case of animal abuse or anything, because, let's be honest, a busty woman's chest has got to be quite the mattress, especially for such a tiny, bony, little dog. I'm just preparing you for your next mass transit encounter with a lady who has a chihuahua stuffed down her shirt. Because it will happen. And you will be ready. 

the word that has been ruined.

Five or so years ago, you could say this word and everyone knew you were talking about a time of day. It's been put in songs to make the singer seem more romantic. Now whenever I hear this word, I cringe. Yes, I cringe. Hearing this word reminds me of the terror that the book-turned-movie is and continues to be. If you honestly haven't figured it out yet, the word is twilight. Ugh. I just shuddered. You may think that I write from ignorance. In fact, I used to be one of those blubbering, love-sick Twi-hards. Now I just got to the movies so I can find new insults. Immature? Probably. Petty? Definitely. But Twilight asked for it...


*Bella is ridiculously selfish. And self-depreciating. And unable to handle more than 5 friends at a time, if that.
*Edward is a pushover. Plus he can't pick out jewelry. 
*Japser is not allowed to suddenly have an accent in the third movie. Especially a southern accent. Seriously? Maybe I should finish out the rest of my life with a Spanish accent. 


I would just like to say that all girls are not as crazy as Bella. Granted, some of them are, but a good majority are not. For instance, I can't think of any girl I know that would kiss a super attractive, Native American boy with his shirt off right in front of their boyfriend. 


I can't figure out how that can be considered good literature. It would make a good soap opera, though. 

patience.

I find it most ironic that I am writing a post entitled patience, mostly because of the fact that I have little. I have been trying to get the shirts in order, but they aren't going exactly according to plan.

Hello, life? Yes, you're doing that thing you do when you don't do what I want. Please stop.

Nevertheless, I know that there is at least one person who wants a shirt and to him I declare "You will get your shirt!"        I just don't know exactly when.

For now I encourage you to save the first two weekends of March and the first weekend of April to come see me dance. That should help ease the pain and depression from not yet receiving a shirt.

the importance of double.

There are some who would say that less is more. In quite a few cases, I wholeheartedly agree. What I cannot and will not allow there to be less of, however, is the creme filling in Oreos. Texas had it right on this one, folks. Go big or go home. The original Oreos just can't make it in this dog-eat-dog (or Kylie-eat-Oreos) world. Seriously, if you want to buy the good stuff, you're gonna have to splurge and get less Oreos in a package and allow for more creme room. Also, if you're trying to watch your weight, leaving an opened package of Oreos right next to you is not a good idea. It's a fantastic idea if you want to repeatedly pleasure your palatte, but it's quite an awful idea if you don't want to accidentally ingest an overload of empty calories. Just warning you, but not from experience or anything.....

*I am ordering the t-shirts on Friday, so if you want to insure that you get one in your size either leave a comment or find me on Facebook and send me a message. If you need a reminder of the design, go to the post entitled "finally".

Happy Overindulging.