A few weeks ago, I began writing a post about how my favorite rule about penis size also applied to social media efforts.
To my Facebook Fan Page that is…
I just realized today that I haven’t even been on there in a few weeks. The Lifestyle Bloggers Anonymous Fan Page, I’ve visited every day this week and updated it a couple times, but my personal fan page has been left untouched since December!! Not very happy with this little detail.
My big plan was that I was going to post all my around-the-web activity to this page and I’m apparently doing an incredibly shitty job! I’m a little disappointed, but not very surprised. But it’s officially a goal now to reverse that! It’s almost retarded how many online-related goals I have at the moment.
From upping the ante on most of my social networks, the large focuses being Facebook, Twitter and Google+, to expanding and upgrading Lifestyle Bloggers Anonymous to blogging more often here on The Rantings, I’ve got my blog-a-holic hands full! It’s quite exciting and I love that when I sit in front of my computer, I’m inspired and motivated and flowing with creative juices. It’s exciting and I feel really good about this year in blogging.
I’d really like to see my Facebook Fan Page become some sort of useful resource for the stuff that I find interesting as well as a hubspot for updates on all the things I’m working on around-the-web, such as blog posts from everywhere, forums I’m participating in, pictures I’m sharing and tons more. So if you haven’t become a fan yet, head on over and check it out, and be prepared for much more activity in the coming weeks.
In other news…
The Boyfriend and I are still technically fighting over the cellphone incident, though you’d probably never be able to tell. I finally confronted him about the whole issue, which backfired miserably. My heart was racing so hard as I said, “So, how long are we going to avoid this conversation?”, to which he snickered. I went from smiling and half-joking to being completely serious all because of that little snicker.
I asked straight out what he was deleting off his phone. “A Strip Poker App”, huge sigh of relief from me. That was until I started thinking about it a lot more, especially after his reaction to the entire conversation last night, and now I’m convinced a strip poker app is his own coded version of something much worse, because why the hell would you try to hide that?!? I kept saying essentially the same things over and over again in my little rant to him. It’s not the app I’m upset about, it’s the hiding of the app, the awkward weekend because of being too chicken shit to talk about it.
The situation could’ve been handled so differently. Instead of deleting it, he could’ve shown me it shortly after he downloaded it in more of a joking matter, one that I couldn’t get mad at. “Look at this funny app I just downloaded?”. I probably would’ve laughed about it, I probably would’ve asked to play, and there’s only a slim chance that I would actually get mad about it. It’s not like you can consider something like that to be porn exactly. You don’t have to work that hard for porn, there’s no having to know how to play poker to watch porn!!
Instead he made it seem like a dirty, shameful secret and that’s the whole issue that I have with it. There are a hundred people who will tell you that I’m the most sexually-accepting person in the world! I don’t understand why it’s so hard for boyfriends to respect that and just share that part of their sexuality with me. I’m not saying that I want to be there every time they watch porn, though I think it would be a lot more fun if I was, I’d at least like for it to be treated like it’s normal. I’d like when I found out, they didn’t lie and honestly, I would love if a guy was just honest about it from the very get go. “Oh hey, by the way, I watched some porn earlier today. Just thought you should know!”.
I’m not saying that would solve the whole issue, but it would help. I wouldn’t feel like they were sneaking around behind my back to do something that they know is going to upset me. That just feels vindictive and mean. Anyways, the conversation ended with me saying what I needed to say about the situation, which is basically all of what I just said, and then… It was silence for the rest of the night. I rolled over to my side of the bed, he rolled over to his, we didn’t say a single thing to each other and each of us fell asleep. I was completely convinced that he musn’t have heard anything I said, and today, I’m pretty sure that’s true.
I spent all day at work today, beyond angry at him. It was a boring day at work, so I sat with my notebook writing non-stop about the situation. Somewhere around the 3rd or 4th entry, I started thinking that breaking up was a really great option – all over a stupid cellphone app! I seriously considered “grounding” him off his cellphone to teach him a lesson, then it changed to every electronic device unless I was present and by the time I left work, all I could think about was my anger towards him. It had consumed me completely.
Then, yet again, the same as the last time we fought, I decided I wasn’t enjoying the awkwardness of the whole situation, so guess whose given in like a bitch? That’s right, I have. I even said to him, “I was planning on being so much meaner to you today…”. I hate that he’s completely the one in the wrong in this situation and I feel like I’m apologizing. And last night after I voiced my opinion, I felt like I was the one being punished for my actions. I just don’t get it…
I absolutely despise The Boyfriend’s way of handling an upset girlfriend. You’d think since he lived most of his life surrounded by girls and women, he’d be a little bit better at dealing with these situations. But honestly, he’s not. Him and I rarely have issues, so it’s not really a surprise that he doesn’t know how to deal with them with me, but you’d think he’d figure out by now that I absolutely hate the silent treatment.
I don’t want problems to just go away, I want to work through them so that we both feel comfortable at the end of the day. So that we’re not going to bed without touching each other, and so that the days don’t feel so awkward. I hate that even when he’s the one that caused the problem, I’m normally the one that gives in on my anger at him first, because I can’t stand the fact that we’re not touching or talking nicely to each other like we normally do. I just sometimes wish he’d be a little bit more compassionate.
I go to use his cellphone yesterday to show my Mom a video on YouTube, and before he gives me his phone he starts deleting stuff off it. I joke around about it at first and he makes some remark about how it’ll probably make me mad. Well, just that thought alone made me mad, and I definitely didn’t want to hear what it was in front of my Mom. I’m never sure how I’m going to react to these things anymore. In my dark days, I’d snap right away. But nowadays, I just don’t know. I told him “I don’t want to talk about this now, but I’m mad at you now regardless”. The rest of the night, we didn’t say a single thing to each other and he knew I was definitely not happy.
It’s been over 24 hours since the incident and not once has he even tried to bring it up or apologize or explain. We’ve sat far away from each other all day, when we fell asleep last night there was no touching at all and we both rolled our separate ways. I’m still really angry about it and he seems to have forgotten that it ever happened. And I hate that!
On one hand, I want to confront him, like I did when I got that upset that he was watching porn while I was sleeping just down the stairs. But that felt really crappy and I felt like it didn’t solve anything. I mean, yes, after I freaked, he stopped watching porn without me, or at least making it where I couldn’t find out he had. Though I have a feeling that this is exactly what he was deleting off his cellphone… Damn cellphones!!
On the other hand, I just want to forget that it happened and chalk it all up to boys being boys or whatever. I don’t even know. Just not confront him. Ideally, he would come to me and tell me whatever his little secret is and explain why he wanted to keep it a secret and then we would have an argument like normal couples do… I just don’t know what I want to do or how I want to see this end or anything really. I just know that I despise it!!
Right before Christmas, my Mom helped us out in getting Netflix. We haven’t had cable in quite a long time because we decided it wasn’t worth the cost with how little TV we were actually watching, but buying movies every couple of weeks was getting to be pretty pricey too. Netflix was a really great option for us and now we couldn’t be happier that we have it.
The other day, I was reading through my Google Reader when I ran across a post from Problogger by Karol K of ThemeFuse titled “13 Steps to Being the Worst Blogger on the Planet”.
I was automatically intrigued and wanted to see if I was, in fact, the worst blogger on the planet. Well, guess what folks? I’m only 4 steps away, and I feel like I should go to a meeting or something…
I have, on multiple occasions (sometimes at every posting), taken some of these steps. And because I’m apparently a sucker for showing off my weaknesses, I’ll re-count all my worst offenses.
**Disclaimer: This is pure entertainment
Step 1: Do no research before writing a post
Well, I guess I did a little research before writing this post. But for a typical post here on The Rantings, I don’t research much at all. I can name every single post that I ever did research for, and that equals two posts. It’s something that I like doing, so I’m not sure why I don’t do it.
Step 2: Don’t spend longer than 30 seconds on a headline
I don’t remember the last time I put any serious effort or thought into a headline. My favorite part of this and a suggestion I follow dilligently, “Be honest and make it clear from the get go that there’s nothing interesting in your posts”. That describes my headlines in a nutshell.
Step 4: Use long paragraphs
Check, Check, Check!
I am the worst for doing this and I always tell myself not to, and then just go right on ahead doing it. When I read this step, I instantly blamed it on my highschool English teachers and every music teacher I ever had. These were the two subjects that I was the best at in school, but the one thing that I could never remember is that a comma that appears in musical lyrics is not the comma that appears in a sentence within a paragraph. So now, I write a comma where I would typically take a breath, should I be speaking my posts to you. It’s a hard habit to break and results in a lot of long paragraphs that seem to run ass end into the other…
Step 5: Write as if you were writing to yourself
I suppose I delve into this one every once and awhile. More like I’m writing in a journal than writing to an audience – assuming I have an audience (shout out to those of you I know about!!).
Step 7: Don’t Edit
I almost never edit my posts initially. I often write in a very spur of the moment kind of way (refer to Step 9), so when it comes to the point where I should be editing, I just hit publish instead. I also find that if I edit right off the bat, I won’t actually publish anything, because my self-criticism gets in my way. And that is definitely not what this blog is for.
I do however, tend to return to posts at a later date and will make any spelling corrections or grammatical errors that I notice, and I even go back and update links every once and awhile!
Step 8: Don’t even profreed
I just discovered awhile ago that I had been spelling definitely wrong for YEARS!! I have long ignored the squiggly red lines that appear under misspelled words. When I first started using computers on a regular basis (when we first got one in our house!), I was obsessed with making up diseases for all my dolls, so naturally, my computer became the way for me to make medical records for my dolls. But this created a lot of problems where proofreading is concerned, because all of my dolls had the weirdest names and their diseases were even weirder…
Same with fictional stories. Put in the names of the people, and every couple of sentences, you’ve got a red squiggly line. Eventually, when you’re doing spell check, you just start accidentally skipping over misspelled words because you don’t notice it popping up after 50 times of having the person’s name pop up as wrong. And yes, I know you can fix that by adding these names so they don’t appear, but seriously?!?
I also generally tend to think I’m a really great speller. I even won awards for it in school!
Step 9: Post as irregularly as possible
I just have to quote something for you real quick:
“One day, publish two posts one after another; then wait a full two weeks before publishing another post.
Then wait one more month and write a post in which you explain why you’ve been gone, thinking that anyone even noticed. And don’t forget to promise that you’ll be posting more often now.”
Now I ask you, how many times have I done this?!? I even find myself getting tired of it. Awhile back, I had done NaBloPoMo, and posted everyday for a month successfully. It was difficult and exhilarating and I felt more creative than I had in a really long time. So I vowed to carry it on throughout the whole year. 4 days later, that was out the window. Last year, part of my resolutions was to blog everyday for a month again. Not only did I get a late start to the month, but I quit after a short period of time.
This year, it’s the same old story. I want this to change so badly, because I feel better when I’m writing everyday or at least more regularly. It seems to be the hardest thing in the world for me. Even when I schedule time into a calendar for it, it just doesn’t happen…
Step 12: Don’t tell anyone about your blog
Now it’s not really that I’m not telling anyone about my blog, it’s just that I’m not telling the right people. Well, more like I don’t know any of the right people. I’ve told my family about it, and the people I work with (though most of them aren’t even sure what a blog is, so I don’t know why I expect them to be able to find it), but outside of that, I don’t know many people to tell about it. It doesn’t come up in the real world that often.
Online networking, so I can tell online personalities about my blog, is a goal of mine, but something that I’m treading extremely delicately with. I’m a very awkward socializer…
Step 14: Get the count of your list posts wrong
I just did this the other day on Lifestyle Bloggers Anonymous. It took two days before I realized that I had made the mistake and changed it. Thank goodness you can edit posts after you publish them, even if it does make you look a little less credible for those who have caught on… The good news is that I try my best to correct it, so I guess that gives me a little bit of a boost.
So there you go, I am admitting that I am at least partially the worst blogger on the planet. So far, I’m okay with it, and maybe one day I won’t fit into this category at all. I thought this post was hilarious and definitely think you should check it out (and let me know that I’m not alone in the worst blogger on the planet category *smiles*). Thanks for reading!
This weekend had been rough on The Boyfriend and I. About a week ago, I started having pains in my teeth. Friday was full of pain, the night before, I got less than 2 hours of sleep. Needless to say, I didn’t go to work.
A couple hours passed when I get a call from my Mom letting me know that The Boyfriend had called her from work to take him up to the hospital. Apparently he got a very sudden and incredibly intense migraine, and the people at his work were insistent that he go to the hospital.
For the most part, we had no idea what was going on out what the circumstances behind him landing in the hospital. Finally he calls to let me know that they are sending him down for a spinal tap…
So they were thinking he was having a brain aneurysm, sent him for a CT scan and a spinal tap, and now he keeps getting these headaches constantly. Albeit not nearly as bad as the first and they seem to be more triggered.
I went to the doctor about my teeth. Looks like I’ve got a wisdom tooth coming in and one of my other teeth is falling apart. It hurts really badly. So now I’m on these huge antibiotics, which make me feel nauseated and T3′s, and I’m convinced they are not helping with this pain!
Now I need to make a dentist appointment and just the thought of it makes me feel sick. I haven’t seen a dentist since my Mom used to make all my appointments… I’m so nervous about it. I’m not looking forward to hearing how much it’s going to cost to get this problem fixed either!
So that’s been my weekend in a nutshell. Sickness, pain and a lot of The Boyfriend and I taking turns taking care of each other. No fun at all…
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Today, I am feeling incredibly stressed out and it’s not because something from today has stressed me out. It’s totally about not looking forward to tomorrow. On Friday, I wasn’t feeling very good so I asked if I could go home early. Well then I was asked to call the big boss and ask first as she was planning on talking to me. Honestly, my heart was racing so fast that I only heard about half of what she said, but essentially they’re concerned that this job “isn’t working out for me”.
I know what has brought this about and I’m a little upset about it and having a hard time not being incredibly angry. I want to vent to the big boss at work and tell her about all the wrongdoings done to me, but I feel like I’ll just be wasting my breath. It’s all kind of hard to explain and half the time, I don’t even remember how it got this bad in the first place, but it’s not that the job isn’t working out for me…
The last time someone sat me down to talk to me about my performance at work, I got super-defensive. It didn’t help that it was a person that I was already having lots of problems with it. Now I’m super nervous that the big boss and I are going to sit down and I’m going to get super-defensive again, and I really hate that side of me. It’s just stressing me out a lot and I’m really not looking forward to work tomorrow. I have a feeling I’ll be walking out of the office crying and that just pisses me off!
Outside of the stress that I’m feeling, this weekend has been pretty good. It’s the first one in awhile that both The Boyfriend and I have off, so that automatically makes it a better weekend. I feel like we’re honeymooning this weekend. The first night, Friday, was a typical day for us. But yesterday was so different. The day seemed to go by in a blur and then at night, things slowed down so much.
We cuddled for a really long time, watched a movie about Marquis De Sade (Quills), which we both couldn’t decide whether we liked it or not and we had some freaking amazing crazy three-hour long sex. It was really windy last night, so he knew I would probably find it hard to fall asleep, and that meant I spent the whole night just completely engulfed by him. The kids let us sleep in this morning and when we woke up, we couldn’t stop cuddling and touching and telling each other we loved the other one. It’s just been really incredible and it feels damn good.
I was even able to get the kids and The Boyfriend cleaning today while I made my Mom’s famous Hashbrown Omelette. But I put my Dad’s twist of making in the oven in a cupcake pan. So freaking delicious. It’s been awhile since we’ve bought bacon for around the house, so needless to say that got eaten up right quick. I’m really impressed with how lazy I feel like we’ve been the last few days, how much housework has been getting done. The dishes are the biggest change. Last night, I didn’t feel like doing the dishes and The Boyfriend did them instead – the first time since we’ve lived together that he’s done more than just the dishes needed for a meal. Maybe that’s part of the reason for the honeymooning?!?
I was also made really happy last weekend when Alfie got me back a whole bunch of CD’s that his sister had stolen many moons ago. So I had a great night of reminiscing to all the bands that I used to love to listen to when I was 14 and of some of the bands that I’ve seen in my life. I was most happy to get Complete, a Spawner Records band that I’ve met multiple times and Darryl’s Grocery Bag, another smallish BC band that I had the honor of hosting a show they did. I miss those days of going to punk shows and skanking in the pit and mohawks and teenage angst… It was really nice to be able to look back on that, after so many years of not…
Well, I think that’s all I’ve got in the way of updates for the last few days. How’s your last few days been?
So last night, as I scoured the house for what to make for dinner, it occurred to me that now, more than ever, we need a meal plan! In the past, I’ve been slightly interested in this concept, though it was more for once-a-week/month cooking and I’ve since officially given up on ever having this as a possibility. But I’m sick of every night getting home from work, and the last thing The Boyfriend or I want to do is cook. Then we sit there for an hour trying to figure it out and by the time we’ve figured it out, we’re not hungry anymore, so getting up to go make dinner is becoming WAY too much of a chore…
I seriously just want to get my life back on track or at least closer to the track, because right now, I feel like my big old boat of a car is stuck out in the middle of the ocean! (Did you like that metaphor?) I need to learn how to live life without everyday being this huge burden and stress. It should not be this hard and I know it can be easier, it has to be! And I think getting a budget going and planning our meals are two really amazing steps towards a more organized life.
The budget thing I’m still massively working on. We’re nowhere close to being where we could say that we have any sort of budget, though I think we’re both pretty conscious of where our money is going. The big thing we need is a way to not spend as much on stuff we don’t need, that and cutting down on all the stuff we want like smokes and pop. It’s one of those things that I’m not really comfortable with figuring out, so I’ve put it on the back burner for a really long time. But I really want a car this year, really bad. And while The Boyfriend came up with one idea to make it more possible this year, it won’t matter if we can’t save a penny towards it!
But anyways, back to the meal planning. I think a big problem with meals lately is that The Boyfriend and I are both being so choosy when it comes to what we’ll eat. We often choose the same things over and over and could probably live off of burgers, fries and gravy. Not only is this not healthy for us or the kids, it’s not helping me get anywhere closer to my goal of losing my baby belly and it’s definitely not good for our wallets. The big issue for us though, is that we don’t like to mix it up with our food too much.
Some of the other things that stand in the way of us making meal-time (including planning, prepping, etc.) is that my kitchen just straight up sucks. There’s not much room, the dishes are never done, it’s almost never as clean as I like it and now my oven door is popping off it’s hinges. We recently got new pots and pans to eliminate the issue of never having the right sized pots or pans, but now we have a new issue where we’re missing appliances or kitchen gadgets that we need. Mixing bowls and measuring devices are the one I hate the most!
We have slowly been making headway with keeping the kitchen tidier. It’s still not anywhere near where I’d like it to be, not even close. But at least the dishes are getting closer to done everyday and the counters are finally clean! When my floor and walls have been scrubbed and my oven cleaned, then I will be truly happy. Until then, I think that kitchen is not going to inspire any meal-time loving…
I also don’t know how to make a meal plan. I mean, I get the basics. Plan out your meals for X amount of days/weeks/month, put it on a calendar and stick to it. My issue is that, like I said, we eat a lot of the same food. You can only see Mashed Potatoes and Rice so many times on one piece of paper before you start thinking your palette is pretty pathetic! Then there’s the issue of how the heck do I plan for these meals. Normally, I separate up my meat as soon as it comes home, and it’s always the same thing. Then it’s normally whatever we have available as a side and corn as the vegetable. A lot of times, the entire meal comes from a box or bag that had been in the freezer (Hamburger Helper, Tacos, etc.). Those aren’t really things you plan, that’s things you pull out of the fridge…
I’m just not sure how to start, I’m definitely not sure how to follow the plan and I’m not sure how to incorporate what I’ve read with what my real life is like… I need to start researching recipes more and start experimenting and changing and buying the stuff I need to be able to do all that. Why does everything that is on my to-do list make my to-do list even longer?!?
Hey, look at that, I’m posting today like I said I would. What do you know!
Today has felt like an incredibly long day. Work was horrible, Carter’s been nothing but terrible and Kenzie had his first ever migraine… For some reason it was also a day filled with “I miss my Daddy”. I have a feeling that it has something to do with all the talk about breaking up and Dad’s that’s going on in Mad Men, which they’ve been watching on and off with us.
I seem to handle those moments with Kaeidyn and Keirnan okay. Keirnan is much easier than Kaeidyn, and Kaeidyn normally has a lot of questions that I don’t feel comfortable answering, but Kenzie has never said anything prior to today. Then he gets this vicious headache (I’ve never seen him in so much pain before, I felt completely helpless) and starts bawling that he wants his Daddy and I just felt horrible. Even though, I’m not the one that’s choosing whether or not their Dad is in their life, I’m just the one that’s setting out limitations and boundaries that can’t be respected.
I always wonder what it feels like for The Boyfriend when he hears the kids talk about their Dad. I wonder if he feels hurt at all that he puts so much time and effort into having some sort of relationship with them and all they want is their Dad and not him. Or I wonder if he feels bad that he stepped into these shoes. Or I wonder if he doesn’t feel anything, to him it’s not a “thing”. He doesn’t even think twice about it. Hmm, interesting conversation for us to one day have.
Work is being really rough lately. I’m having a hard time being the type of person I like being when I’m working and I hate that. But I’m angry about a lot of things. Today, it was mostly that everything that I’ve learnt in the last year of this job is now being completely changed or thrown out altogether to adjust to one person. There is an entire group of us that has a problem with one person and we’re being completely ignored and it seems like we’re the ones suffering the most because of the problems. I know it sounds very cryptic, but it’s hard to explain what exactly the problem is without going too much into detail.
Then I come home from work, to my messy house, and these darn kids lately. Carter can’t seem to sit still for one second and if he is sitting still, the entire time is made up of this overwhelmingly annoying cry. He’s constantly getting into stuff that he shouldn’t be able to, he spends most of the evening crying or screaming and it just really wears a person down. And quiet is a concept that he absolutely does not understand. I don’t remember the other kids being this terrible when they were two…
The older kids are still mostly doing their usual thing of talking back or not listening at all. Every time I think we’re making some headway, it all just blows up in my face. I’m trying really hard to limit the amount of times I raise my voice, because I think that’s just causing more problems than it’s solving. I yell a lot more than I would like to, and it’s not some outrageous yelling or anything, just a louder than needed No or Stop when necessary. I think what I’m going to try to start doing with all of them is more explaining about why they are in trouble and more sitting and thinking about it for them. We’ve tried the whole corner-time and timeout in your bedroom and getting toys taken away and none of that seems to really work. Or even worse, it will work for a couple days and then it will seem to explode!
It’s hard right now with them at the ages they are at. Kaeidyn thinks because she’s oldest, she can take care of everyone. Which results in a lot of comments from the peanut gallery when the others are being spoken to. Kenzie is totally the obvious middle child, always thinking that everyone else gets it better than him. I don’t know how many times I used that one of my Mom! And Keirnan, while honestly, I’m more than confused about Keirnan. I just can’t seem to figure this kid out. On one hand, he’s the quietest one of the bunch. He’s not very active, he likes to play by himself more often than not, and he doesn’t talk that much and when he does it’s normally just long enough to ask for something he wants. On the other hand, he’s bossy, he’s rough, he’s very stubborn, he’s particular.
I feel like I’ve been learning a lot about the kids the last few days, not that what I’m learning is helping me in anyway be a better parent, at this point anyways. I think I’ve been subconsciously noticing them more, little things about them. The way Kaeidyn brushes her hair or the way Kenzie is restless without even knowing he’s being it. The way Keirnan breathes so gently while he’s sleeping and the positions that Carter stops snoring in. Today was definitely a huge learning experience as I tried to make Kenzie’s headache go away and keep the other three kids quiet… Almost a complete impossibility!
My body has been in quite a bit of pain lately. I’ve been having this pain in my shin and my knees have been driving me up the wall. I’ve been complaining about my back a lot and I wake up every morning with a sore neck (and don’t say it’s my bed or my pillow, because I’m not sure that’s the case – maybe it has something to do with the way I’m sleeping, but I don’t think it’s my bed or my pillow!). The Boyfriend and I were joking the other night about my pain, because when I first started complaining of the knee pain, doctors chalked it up to Osgood-Schlatter Disease, a sports-related injury. And then my shin starts hurting and we start joking that maybe it’s shin splints. Wouldn’t that be hilarious if my lazy ass kept getting sports-related injuries? My body must think it’s working mighty hard, when it’s really not…
Well, I think that’s all I’ve got for today. Did your day feel long today too?
Well, I’ve already failed at one resolution for the year… I was planning on blogging everyday in January and here it is, the fourth day of the month, and I’m finally writing a post! I suck at resolutions, what can I say? I just haven’t been spending much time working on this blog lately.
First of all, I’ve been watching TONS of TV. On one hand, Netflix is freaking amazing and perfect for us being that we aren’t interested in getting cable. But on the other hand, it sure wastes a lot of time. Wastes is kind of harsh. But it takes up a lot of my time. Especially right now, because I’ve become very very interested in Mad Men.
I had never watched it all the time it was on TV. I caught one part of one episode and decided I didn’t want to watch anymore. But when I saw that Netflix had it, I decided I was going to watch it. The first and second season, I could’ve done without. But now I’m on the fourth season and I seriously can’t get enough of it. I get home about an hour before The Boyfriend does and I am literally itching to watch it by the time he gets home. Then we spend the next 4 hours doing nothing but watching Mad Men. I’m really truly loving it.
And then when I do get on the computer lately, my focus is 100% on Lifestyle Bloggers Anonymous. I’m really looking forward to this upcoming year on the site, and I think if I can execute some of the ideas I have, it’s going to be that much more amazing! My number one goal on there this year is to get the site upgraded, with video uploading and chat rooms. I’ve also got some big ideas for making connections with my blogging idols, so I’m definitely excited about it.
We’ve also been doing quite a bit of cleaning lately, though you can hardly tell at all, which just totally bugs me. I spend a good two hours on the living room and it’s wiped up in only a few hours. Then it looks exactly like it did before. Just the other night, The Boyfriend and I finally tackled the bathroom and today, you can’t tell at all. The only thing that looks different is that there aren’t clothes all across the floor, which makes a difference, but not enough of one for me to care about it…
Well, I think that’s all I’ve got to say today unfortunately… Hopefully I will be back posting tomorrow. Cross your fingers for me