Questionably Fabulous

Today is Wednesday, January 6th and it has been too long since I’ve poured my heart out over the key board and kept up with this blog. It was once my dream to have this be my career – writing, making people laugh etc. And perhaps it someday will be, but for now I just want it for me. I’m going back to the reason I started to write, to chronicle my life with humor and to help me find my own inner fabulous. And I’ve got some stuff to get off my chest

I definitely do not like variables. I used to think I could tolerate change easily when it was unexpected. For example, if I was driving down the street and got a detour, I could handle that. In this situation it is clear that I could no longer take the route I was planning on and now definitely have to follow the detour signs. No problem. What I could not handle though is a detour sign that said “The road you were going to take is no longer available. You can follow our red detour signs but that may not get you to your destination on time. If you follow the yellow detour signs that may get you to your destination on time but you will need to pay a fine of $100. If you following the green detour signs then we cannot guarantee you’ll ever get to your destination but we will pay you $100. Also, signs along the way will change color and you’ll be put on whatever route we choose to put you on regardless of what you want or how you’ve laid out your day.”

Yea. I cannot handle that. And that is the way my life has been going recently…

I’ve been so happy lately.  Not only has the season changed to fall which means that new smells are popping up all over the place but its been getting colder at night and I’ve weaseled my way under the covers with mom in the middle of the night – or at least in the morning [...]

Its too darn hot to do anything.  110 Degrees today!  I don’t even wanna go outside to pee…

When humans get really hot they don’t move much, and neither do I.  Its been so freaking hot here I don’t feel like doing much besides pant and stare up at my mom and wonder why she hasn’t either a) put more hard wood or tile in the house so that I can cool my [...]