Apparently the Los Angeles Lakers have been muscled out of the NBA Championships. After a week of moping and bristling and crying and deleting of the Facebook to fend off hecklers I have finally come to terms with the fact that there is absolutely nothing that I can do to put them back in. I am very distressed, heartbroken even. It still does something to my heart to hear people talking about it.
Sigh. But I have to come to terms with their loss, and by a sweep no less. It is made only bearable by the knowledge that the Boston Celtics are no longer contenders either <insert evil grin>.
I must take this time to admit that I completely suck at losses. No I do not wish the other team well, no I do not think it was a good game. No you can not have my congratulations. My sportsmanship sucks and I am a very sore loser….
I know that many Laker fans were dealt this blow quite harshly since we have been quite awesome in the past few years and we were really hoping for a 3 peat.
So now I have taken to cheering on anyone that is opposing the Miami Heat!
Ok, so I have been slacking of a bit when it comes to posting daily. And that is mostly due to me being pretty much cooped up in the house all day, its kinda hard to come up with something to talk about daily. I may just nix the daily post thing if I have nothing to talk about. At least until my life gets a bit more interesting….
Oh and since my sleep schedule is WAY off, I am actually going to sleep at nights. REALLY early. Around 8 or 9 and not waking up until 3 or 4. Way after the time I was supposed to post….
Wah!!! Dieting SUCKS!!! I mean whose idea was this “losing weight” thing anyway. The way I see it there are way more of us that are overweight, so why should we have to conform! How about we force a burger down the throat of those emaciated models that make us stop eating burgers. And if we don’t stop eating them, we have to document it somewhere so that it is always there to haunt us.
I am forced to write down literally everything that crosses my lips. Oh, you had HOW MANY pieces of chocolate? What! An ENTIRE tablespoon of cheese on your sandwich? Exactly HOW many glasses of juice did you say had?
Sigh. It’s exhausting!!! Especially when I’m not eating out. I mean it’s one thing for my diet tracker to tell me how many calories are in that Baja Salad from Wendy’s, but how is it to know what nutritional value is found in Pretty Boy’s World Famous Honey Ham Chunks?
Honestly it makes me want to eat out more. It’s just so much more simple to keep count then. It just really sucks that the count is just so very high.
Oh, and all the eating. Three meals a day with lots of snacking in between. My life is now literally revolving around food. Thinking constantly about the next meal, how to prepare it. How many carbs and sodium and fat does it have.
And don’t get me started on the exercise. You need to do cardio, then you need to do some weight training and then you’ve got to work on the legs and back and abs ALL separately. I must let you guys know that “fat” had none of these hang ups. If you ask me “skinny” is a diva. When I put on weight I did not have chocolate that would head to my thighs, or French fries that would head to that little lower section of my stomach that is SO unnecessarily hard to get rid of. It just did as it would.
I didn’t even notice til the day I could no longer fit into my roomy jeans… Oh, and who ever told men not to let their wives know when she’s put on tons of weight. If I ask you if you think I’m getting fat, I would really appreciate if you’re straight up with me. It’s a very good thing that I have a wardrobe filled with clothing that are too small to let me know, Pretty Boy has hardly been forthcoming in that regard *eye roll*.
Anyways, I’ve complained too long. But I’m hungry, I’m in pain (I’ve been working out daily and It. Hurts. EVERYWHERE!) So I’m kinda cranky. But when I find “skinny” I’m going to kick his ass for making me work this hard when “fat” is so willing to be my friend for life!
Sometimes, something so epic happens in your life that it is able to shake your life and indeed your faith to their very core. And in these times we who believe in the power of prayer often find ourselves on our knees beckoning, begging, pleading God for our hearts desires to be seen to fruition.
Sometimes people die even though you pray and pray and pray for their recovery, and sometimes very bad things happen to very good people. And in these times we often wonder if we prayed hard enough, or long enough or with enough zest. Cause they didn’t make it and prayer supposed to change things. Right?
The real truth of the matter is that sometimes prayers go unanswered and the harsh, grim reality of the matter is that you just have to deal with it. You have to go on and ask God no questions, just trust that somehow, someway he knows what he is doing. And that no matter how horrible things look now that a rainbow will come even after the worst of the storm clouds have passed.
Rest in Peace to all those who have passed on. And even though we may never understand it we must hold firm that God does know what he is doing and sometimes, we have to sacrifice self for His grand plan to be set into motion.
If someone had told me a few years ago that I would not only fall in love with, but also marry one of my best friends, I would’ve thought that they were crazy. Yet here we are, three years later, just as happy as we were, shoot, even happier than we were when we first got together. I love you way more than these humble words are able to express. Thank you for you love, for you patience, for your sheer kick -ass awesomeness…
“When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No… don’t blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away… (Iannis to Pelagia)”