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(Denise, I stole this picture from you. Thanks, friend! Bwahaha.)

I've been slacking on the bloggage lately, largely due to the fact that my life is boring. However here are some tidbits. 

Yesterday I went to Farm Chicks with some friends. I just love looking at all the stuff and imagining what I would put in my own home if I didn't rent a tiny apartment. It's all just so cute!

I saw this mini survey on another blog and stole it. Feel free to do the same. I figured it would serve as sufficient fluff for my blog since I don't have anything truly scintillating to share today. 

1. If you were about to eat your last meal. What would it be?

Pizza. Fresh, take and bake pizza from Pappa Murphies. I'm lactose intolerant but at that point, why the heck not?

2. You got front row seats and backstage passes to your favorite music artist. Who would you want to see? 

This one's hard. Probably Aerosmith just because they are awesome and well, they are getting older. And Stephen Tyler keeps hurting himself. God only knows how long they're going to be able to keep on rockin'.

3. If you went back and did High School over. Would you change anything? Why?
I spent a lot of time in my own head in high school. I think if I could do it again I would be more outgoing in general. 

4. What's a movie you watched growing up that brings back memories of your childhood?

Who Framed Roger Rabbit?

The Wizard of Oz. 

Marry Poppins. 

The Little Mermaid. 

etc, etc.

5. Introvert or Extrovert? 

Introvert. 
6. You can inherit one talent.... what would you choose? 
Telekinesis would be fun. 

7. What is your signature scent/perfume?
Bulgari Omina Crystalline
8. Are you a phone, email, text, and/or chat type of person?
email, phone and text in that order

Wow. That was thrilling!

Making the Hard Choices

Life is full of tough choices. Here are some I've been mulling over obsessively.

When I go camping this weekend:

• What books do I take? And how many? I'm going to be gone for 4 days and it will be raining so...
• How many pairs of socks/pants/etc. should I pack? 
• Which shoes? [I agonized over this almost as long as the books. Again, it's supposed to rain. All. Weekend.] 
• How will I make it through the whole weekend without gaining a bazillion pounds? I want to have my cake and eat it too. Or beer. Or chili dogs, whatever the particular "camping food/beverage" of choice happens to be. 

And then of course there's the "what am I forgetting?" that haunts me. I'm sure I'll remember whatever it is once I'm 2.5 hours away and in the middle of the woods.

Things I have forgotten on past camping trips:

• pajamas
• toothbrush (yeah, ew.)
• toothpaste
• deodorant
• sunblock
• bug spray

Thankfully, never all at once. 

Spring Has Sprung

Here are some pictures from my favorite place in Spokane.

Feed Me!

"Feed me, Seymore!"*

There's an interesting phenomenon that I've noticed recently. People want to feed me. My parents, my friends, my co-workers. I'm not starving (trying to lose weight actually). I'm not [that] broke. I'm not sad and alone and pathetic [at least I don't think so]. I'm not incapable of cooking. But for some reason others feel the need to invite me over, bring me food [at work] etc. 

And, really, who am I to turn my nose up at a free meal?

Maybe I send out a helpless vibe that makes others want to nurture me. Like this:

This will have to be studied most carefully. Maybe I can harness the power and use it to conquer the world for other things. 

*Seriously, if you don't get that quote--you suck at life. Watch THIS.

I WANT

I had forgotten that tonight is Taco Tuesday at Azteca, which is funny because I've been craving Mexican food all day. (Must be all the talk of cinco de mayo). But even more so, I have been craving a strawberry margarita like nobodies business. For months, actually. I've completely given up alcohol for I-don't-know-how-long but tonight...screw it. I'm having a margarita. It's gonna be good. 

Don't Touch the Pudge

I have a general "hands off" policy when it comes to my chub. So when I'm at my gym frowning at the sign that says "Now offering one free personal training session" it's because I know better. Because I've done it before. And while there is nothing more helpful to those of us on a weight-loss journey than a personal trainer, there is also no greater nemesis than someone who will grab and measure the fat in various places of your body to find out what percentage of your body is indeed FAT.

I've lost around 25 lbs., which I'm proud of but damn if I haven't hit a wall. This would be a good time to have a session or two with a personal trainer but I just don't feel up to it. The whole fat grabbing/calculating thing turns me off (in more way than one).

On a completely different note, I've been considering going back to school--something I swore I'd never do. What can I say? I've had some time to get a little perspective. Mostly what it comes down to, school and weight-loss too for that matter, is that I need to take control of my life. I've tried being the passive "go with the flow" type and it just isn't me. I'm a planner. I am a control freak. I'm not happy any other way. 


I'm okay with that. 

Places I Want To Go Someday (in no particular order)

India

Tibet

China

Norway

Scotland

Ireland

London

Spain

(yes, I would totally go see the bullfights)

Rome

Athens

Safari in Africa

I'd better start saving my pennies.