I have almost completed my first novel…and I never blog.
This is the most ironic part of my life. I love to write but when it comes to this blog…my personal, put your name on it blog…nothing.
Dang it! That’s why I write fiction.
I have almost completed my first novel…and I never blog.
This is the most ironic part of my life. I love to write but when it comes to this blog…my personal, put your name on it blog…nothing.
Dang it! That’s why I write fiction.
Hi. My name is negative Nancy and for some reason, I am a good friend of yours.
I like to do the same things over and over
I talk about celebrities like I know them personally
I am always available to hang out, day or night
I will talk about myself insistently
And be obstinate to any personal change
Want to grab lunch?
I’m currently on a kick where I don’t buy groceries unless I recognize every ingredient on the lable. Yesterday I went to the store with this goal in mind.
I bought milk.
Okay, but seriously, my shopping list was cut in half. And I am a label nut, so I know the funny words for normal ingredients like sugar, salt, flour, etc. This stuff was something out of a sci fi movie. And there it was, on the back of my box of cereal. If you don’t know what the heck it is, it’s most likely not good for you. If you see that the cookies you are buying are good until next December then there’s something wrong with that, right?
No wonder American’s are so bloody fat!
Why do we feel a need to re-create ourselves every year?
Think about it. The thought that we are never good enough. That we must pick our vice and correct it with in a year. What does that say about us?
I am all for self improvement…but something about new years resolutions seems so forced to me. Real change has to come from within.
When I lost all my weight (70lbs or so to those out there who don’t know me) I did it because I was pissed. My family was sick from obesity and I was tired. I decided that I would not kill myself. I decided in March. Before Saint Patrick’s day (and green beer is a big deal to us Irish).
Changed can’t be forced. It has to come from within. So I didn’t make a “real” resolution. Not even to lose that last ten pounds. I’ll finish when I’m mentally ready to because that will last longer than any resololution I’ve ever made.
This year I am going to make a resolution to be less sarcastic.
I hope it lasts as long as the resolution to lose weight lasted.