wiping the dust off...

It's a little lonely around these here parts. My posts have been few and far between. But I like to think that could be a good thing. Too busy having fun (?) and enjoying life to sit in front of my computer all day and hash out the past week's events. ... Ahh, who am i kidding? I sit in front of a computer all day long at work! I come home and, before going out to enjoy said life, I get right back in front of the computer for a little bit. I guess I've just gotten lazy when it comes to this blog. Mostly when I've had a thought or a passing emotion I wanted to share, I blurted it on my myspace blog.

So here it is, 3am on, what is now, Sunday morning and I should really be cuddled up to Marcus in bed. He turned in hours ago (who am I? Carol Brady? Who says 'turned in' anymore? i might as well have said 'he retired to bed...' - sheesh). Alas, I can't sleep just yet. My eyes are a little heavy and I'm sure I'd fall right into REM as soon as I nuzzled up next to him, I just don't FEEL like going to bed just yet. So ... I called on an old friend. The blogmeister. hahahaha. Now I'm just spewing shit. Really, I came here to add a new item to my template. The little Daily OM on the sidebar. What do you think? It'll change as the website updates their daily message. I dig it. OM. It's a good thing.

You know what else is a good thing? Aveeno facial mosturizer. Specifically the kind for calming redness and blotchy skin (the name escapes me at the moment). I have a touch of roseacea, see... and although everyone else assures me that it's barely noticeable until i point it out and make them look, i still feel like it's ugly. BUT, with my new found discipline for making sure i use my Metro Gel twice a day and now with this lotion, i feel like it might be getting better. It could also just be in my head and I'm just finally seeing what everyone has been saying: that it isn't so obvious. Either way, I'll take it. I'll also take the fact that I fit into (and thus, bought) a size (maybe two?) smaller jeans yesterday. Not only were they a smaller size but they were a smaller size at Forever 21. Notorious for skewing the sizes of the apparel meant for below your waist (like most stores are these days), I had pretty much given up on the idea of ever wearing my actual size and possibly ever getting anything other than tops or the occasional elastic waist skirt from that store. But I'm happy to report that not only did I get the smaller jeans, I also got a cute boho skirt that did not make me look like a moose and was also a step down in size. Lest you go and think I'm some goliath let me reassure you that even the skinniest of girls (at least my friends) know that F21 and the like aren't really the kind that cater to the "normal" womanly curves. So, putting aside my normal contempt for and encouragement of that kind of patronage and the message it sends ... let me just say... WEEE!!!!

We now return to our regularly scheduled feminism.