Is it ridiculous that I occasionally check to see if I have made Blogs of Note? Has anyone else been guilty of this pointless search, or has anyone actually been "cool enough" to make it? Just curious.
I wanted to post today, something, just because I don't like to go so many days without putting at least a few thoughts in. I know it's not crucial, not everyone blogs on a daily basis, or should feel they have to, but I enjoy it and don't want it to slide. I can still say that after two (2) years, I still blog on a pretty regular basis. Sometimes daily, sometimes I skip a day, or two... But I still love putting my thoughts down, or just sharing some rants, or joys. I have made some very cool connections here.
Today has been a rainy one, which is actually kind of refreshing since it hasn't rained much in a few days. The air is cooler, it's kind of "Cozy" actually.
Now, I've been trying to work at this post a little off and on today as I had a chance, so It might seem scattered, but let's just roll with it I guess. My idea was to share a few of the bullets from my current "hate list". Here goes:
#1: People who make one audibly-louder "stomp together" of their feet when they have stopped walking.
#2: When people sneak up behind me when I have my earphones in and my music blaring.
#3: When another driver breaks their neck to screech out in front of you in the road, and then wave politely in the rear view mirror like, "Oops! I'm so sorry!"
#4: The PRICE of like, EVERYTHING! (I know this one's a given)
#5: The fact that I make more money now than when I was younger, but HAVE LESS money.
#6: KNOWING that the reason we never have money is from our overspending (well, mainly my husband's, even though I try to keep him under control. I'm pretty frugal by myself, but he always guilt trips me when he wants to buy something).
#7: ME falling for his stupid guilt trips just so I can get some peace of mind.
#8: The little 'fits' HE throws for stupid things like if I don't have time to make his bacon and eggs in the morning. What a spoiled little brat. You have two hands and I work a full-time job just like you, so meet me half way Baby Huey.
(Ok I'm off the rants about him and his fits and guilt trips. I think men just like to make us crazy sometimes, just for their own entertainment).
#9: I can't stand it when too many things pile up on me at one time, then I can't think straight and I get totally behind.
#10: Ice Cream. O.k., I lied. I absolutely LOVE Ice Cream. Especially Ben and Jerry's (heart attack waiting to happen) or any Rocky Road or Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough.
#11: I hate that I Love Ice Cream.
#12: My being an extreme procrastinator. It makes my life an unorganized living hell.
(o.k., that's pretty good, I actually ranted about myself there for once more than others. But hey, nothing gold can stay... I digress!)
#13: People's faces. Sometimes I look around me at everyone's faces and I just wanna reach out and give them all a black eye and a fat lip... that's right, I said it. All you annoying "other" people on the street, in the store, sitting in the damn booth next to me with your unruly kid, I got two fists with your name on them... along with some feet for your ass. HAHAHA!!! That felt great.
Thirteen is a good number to end my hate list. I want to make note of a couple things I don't hate.
#1: I really love the fact that I harbor such evil and heartless thoughts sometimes towards the human race... it's fun.
Wait, gotta finish more work before I leave. I'll work on this love list later.