I don’t think this is going to be very pretty, but that’s the whole point of these month in review posts: shaming myself into better behavior next month 🙂
- Read every day. I’m still going strong with this, which makes it a good place to start. I’m not tearing through books at a record pace like I was at the end of last year, but I don’t have a deadline hanging over my head like I did then either. And it’s not like Team of Rivals is a book that you can really tear through anyway.
- Blog every day. I’m two-for-two so far. That doesn’t suck. And, even more importantly, I’m still having fun with this whole blogging thing.
- Exercise every day. And this is where my good progress ends. I was doing really well with the whole exercising thing until I came up to my parents’ house for the first time this month. I’ve only exercised a few times since then. Oh well, I can just start again next month. Right?
- Brush my teeth twice every day. This is another thing that got derailed at my parents’ house. I blame it on the lack of an en suite bathroom there. But again, I can start anew next month.
- Stop drinking soda. I’ve been able to keep this so far, even with the temptations of Diet Coke and cranberry ginger ale at my parents’ house. The hardest part has actually been remembering not to order soda at restaurants and movie theaters. I’m pretty proud of myself about this.
- Break out of my comfort zone. I can give myself a little bit of credit for doing some little things outside my comfort zone. But I really need to move on to bigger and more important things outside my comfort zone.
That’s actually better than I thought it would be. Go me!
In other news, we are less than two weeks from pitchers and catchers reporting for Spring Training. Yay! And happy birthday, Justin Timberlake!
You know what sucks? Realizing that you graduated from school almost two months ago and have done very little in terms of job searching. That sucks.
So yeah, I’m having happy thoughts.
It can only get better, right?
I am at a complete and utter loss for a topic today. It has to happen sometimes, right?
I discovered the Lizzie Bennet Diaries on YouTube, but as soon as I realized that I could watch the show on Tumblr as well I headed over to the Tumblr page. I didn’t put much thought into why I did that at the time, but I think I figured it out earlier: watching videos on Tumblr is much safer than watching them on YouTube. “Safer” in the sense that I’m less likely to get sucked into a time-consuming vortex on Tumblr.
Like I did today on YouTube.
It was lunchtime, which meant that a new episode of the Lizzie Bennet Diaries was online, and the podcast I was listening to on my Apple TV had just finished. My Apple TV was already on and it doesn’t have apps for Safari or Tumblr, but it does have a YouTube app, so I watched the new episode (which is super adorable) on YouTube. When it ended I decided to watch the video for “Thrift Shop” by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis (how did I miss this song until now?). And then somehow I started watching Brand New live videos. And then an hour or two went by without my realizing it. Good times.
I mean, I was enjoying myself (a lot). But that wasn’t the best way I could’ve spent that time. At least I was reminded of this video, which I adore.
Why do I watch Hallmark Hall of Fame movies on TV? Why?
I mean, I know why I watch them: the commercials look cute or I like one of the stars.
And I’m not really mad about the movies; I’m mad about the commercials that air during the movies. Specifically the Hallmark commercials. There is inevitably one Hallmark commercial during every Hallmark Hall of Fame movie that is so incredibly sappy and so adept at tugging at my heartstrings that it makes me cry. And then I get mad at myself for being such a gigantic sap that I cried over a Hallmark commercial.
Seriously, Hallmark commercials that air during Hallmark Hall of Fame movies are like Nicholas Sparks books: sappy, heart wrenching, and guaranteed to make me cry. The only real difference is that I don’t hate myself for crying while reading Nicholas Sparks.
The sad part is I am unsure whether tonight’s Hallmark Hall of Fame movie was worth the two different commercials that made me cry.
I mean, I don’t know why I’m hallucinating. It’s not like I took any hallucinogens (that I know of). But it’s the only possible explanation I can come up with for what happened just now.
I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror and thought that my hair looked good.
That may not sound like a big deal, but it is. See, I hate my hair. I know that’s a big cliché, but whatever. I hate my hair.
Left to its own devices, my hair is wavy. And that’s bad enough. But the waves are in really inconvenient places, which makes it that much harder to style. And, of course, it’s prone to frizz – super fun in Florida.
My hair was stick-straight when I was little. Of course, I didn’t appreciate it then. I don’t know what happened to make it change from straight to wavy, but I wish I could undo it. (My hair was also blond when I was little, but I’m okay with the fact that it went dark.)
I know that hair can be straightened, at least temporarily, but I am way too lazy to put any effort into my hair. I mean, I hate it; why should I expend much energy on it? I bought a flat-iron once in a fit of I’m-gonna-straighten-my-hair energy, but no. I mostly let my hair air-dry; sometimes I’ll use my blow dryer. (One perk of living in Florida is that it’s almost never so cold that I worry about going outside with wet hair.)
As you can see, it’s impossible that I saw my hair and actually thought it looked good. Ergo, I must be hallucinating 🙂
Woohoo! I’m three-for-three since I started this weekly project. I can’t tell you how proud I am of myself as a result. Next step: find a less annoying way to name these posts 🙂