Tag: My Life
It all started a couple of days ago when I noticed a “bruised” feeling in my right heel. Desperate to learn the cause of the stabbing pain, I made a list of what it could be:
- Flesh eating disease?
- Blood clot?
- Brown Recluse bite?
Ew. I mean, there is no possible way that I injured it while exercising or something simple like that. It has to be an incurable lady fungus. Amputation? probably inevitable. If only I had something to ease my mind…
What the Fu..yuck? Did ya ever have one of those moments when a choir of angels came down from the sky singing that “Hallelujah!” song? Yeah, me neither. But it should have happened when I found this book. It’s pretty much the answer to my prayers. And, well…let’s face it – the answer to the prayers of anyone that has ever had to deal with my various “ailments” over the years (parents, husband, siblings, co-workers, friends)
What the Yuck?: The Freaky and Fabulous Truth About Your Body, is a book that I need to have in my possession pronto-saures-rex. I mean, I’m not sure about the “fabulous truth” part, but it carries some much needed “truths” no doubt. Thanks to Dr. Raj (Dr. Roshini Rajapaksa, if you’re feelin’ proper-like) all of your embarrassing lady questions are answered, so that you don’t have to feel like you’re a weirdo because one boob is a millimeter bigger than the other. And so you don’t have to wonder if you’ve caught the birdy-flu after that bird pooped on your head. I mean, I’ve always wondered. Haven’t you?
“All 205 questions come from real women; they cover everyday health concerns and thoroughly modern conundrums, such as H1N1 (Swine Flu), celebrity diets, and mobile phone dangers.”
I’m on it like, asap. Hopefully I get it in time to save my foot. I mean, there’s nothing worse than amputating your own foot in haste. Find yours: here for $14 bucks. Happy healin’!
Here’s where I’m at today:
Keep readin’ to find out why it’s totally NOT a bitch…
If you are anything like me, you have two little devils on your shoulder. One, that is telling you to stuff your face with everything your heart desires, good or bad. And, the other? He’s sprinkling chocolate chips directly into your mouth, while singing the “I like big butts” song.
You know it’s wrong. You know that a millisecond on the lips is like, 40 bazillion years on your hips (and everything in between). But, you do it anyway, because that Angel who is supposed to be on your other shoulder helping you through this, is nowhere to be found. She does eventually come around though - right about the same time Karma does. And then the vicious circle continues to repeat: Start diet. Fall off wagon. Start diet (karma). Fall off wagon..baby got back, infinity (karma, ew).
Recently, I’ve decided to tell the vicious circle (and the stupid diet) to shove it, by living a healthier life. I realize that this is really just a diet in disguise, but by changin’ the rules a lil’ bit, it feels a whole lot better (and my bod is whippin into shape!) Don’t get me wrong, I’m still a ravenous food whore, BUT, I’m exercising 6 out of 7 days a week, while paying attention to my portions and more importantly, the ingredients within. I’ve learned that living like a shipwreck survivor does not work with my wacked personality. I need options and I need good, ol’ fashion rewards. Cue, my new, sweet, intoxicating “Karma”
I feel so lucky (or was it fate?) that I received one of these fiercely magnificent cookies in my Sprig Box this month (I will be blabbin’ about Sprig later this week, P.S.).
Anyway, last night the hub and I decided that it was “reward” time, and decided to split our vegan, gluten free, high protein, no soy, low-glycemic, low net carbs Holistic Chocolate Chip Kookie. Is your tongue twisted from saying that out loud? Yeah, mine too, and I LOVE it.
The Kookie itself was euphoric. Wonderous. So delicious, I wished there were 500 more falling from the heavens directly into my belly (that’s the devil talking, obviously). The angel… she is super-stoked about what’s inside this fancy lil’ cookie treat (see awesome ingredients list below). And, I personally love the brand messaging:
“When you make the right choice – take the higher road – even when nobody else is around and/or nobody else notices, the Universe still rewards you in ways you may not even realize.”
These are one their best-sellers and I know why. I’ll take 4,000 of these please. Find em’: here
INGREDIENTS: Holistic Dry Mix [Almond Meal, Xylitol, Coconut*, Brown Rice*, Psyllium, Rice Protein*, Sea Salt], Almond Butter, Agave Nectar*, Chocolate Chips* (non dairy), Chia Seeds * = Organic
Ladies! Totally awesome jewelry alert comin’ your way. But first things first. I have the COOLEST hubby on the planet. Who, by the way, is also a super-duper awesome gift giver (and about to have a birthday in a couple days, so I got my work cut out for me). I hope, hope, hope that your man is just as good at gift givin’. But, if he’s not, throw a net over his head and get him in front of this post, ASAP.
Boys, pay attention, cuz I’m about to crack open the vault and share my man’s secrets of awesome gift giving. Keep your eyes peeled, ladies. I got some secrets of my own, that just might help the cause… Ready, set, go.
In all of 4 years, I’ve never received a single thing from my man that I didn’t like, no scratch that, really like a whole lot and/or love like crazy. And, I’m not saying that because there is a 99.9 percent chance he’s reading this (you better be reading this babe!). It really is true and here’s why: He pays attention. Wait, what? Boys pay attention?
Yes. Totally. Especially when you write the names and websites of the stuff you want across your boobs. JUST kidding. You don’t have to write it on your boobs. You just have to say it out loud in your “hey look at my boobs voice” so they can imagine what it looks like spelled out on those lovely lady lumps of yours. When I say something is cool, or gush-on about a thing I need to have, he puts it in his memory bank (aka, written across boobs) and breaks that baby out just in time to make me swoon. I’m sure this lil’ blog helps a ton too. But, mostly, he just pays attention to what I like, and remembers it, because he visualizes it with something he likes (you know, the “B” word). It’s that simple.
Moral of the story? Girls use your boob voice. Dudes, pay attention. Happiness had by all.
And, now on to the real star of this post – introducing, FringLore. I mentioned this fab lil’ shop in a post a bazillion years ago (so long ago, I can’t find it). And, Mr. Wonderful read that post, and put it in the boob bank. Happy Birthday to me! I got a 3-month surprise earring subscription!
I was 150% stoked to get the first set of earrings. These Steampunk Antique Elgin Watch Plate Earrings were DOPE! I loved the contrast of the old watch plates combined with the black Swarovski Crystals. This girl (Miss Julie Morris) is an ace at keeping with the theme right down to the that lil’ pointy thing that goes in your ear.
Find em’: here for $36 bucks
Sterling Wired Steampunk Earrings for $42 bucks
Find em’: here
For whatever reason, I didn’t get my last pair right away. Naturally, I wanted to stomp around like a 3-year-old and cry, but instead, I sent a little note to Julie and we realized that they had somehow not gotten to me due to my address change. So, because it took a bit longer than expected to get them, Julie did me a solid. She sent me the awesome set shown right (similar to these guys for $32 bucks) AND this really cool Romantic Artifact Necklace pictured below for FREE (available here for $66 bucks). Although I didn’t expect the extra at all, it was so cool and thoughtful of her to send it to me for my troubles.
What’s the meaning of FringeLore?
(in Julie’s words)
“For as long as I can recall, I’ve had a fascination with old things. They seem to embody tales and stories of previous lives, of people since past and because of this provide a sense of connectedness with generations past. I like to think of the tales and lore carried in these items as being on the fringe; the fringe of memory, the fringe of society, the consciousness…about to blow off in the wind and be lost forever.”
I’m so happy to be on the Fringe with you Julie! Thanks to you (and my awesome hubby) for such a great birthday gift. Who’s in?