It’s been a while

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I know, I know. I haven’t checked in for quite a while. Dealing with life has kept me busy.

As of right now, I am in such a stressed out state that I don’t even reach out to my closest friends. I hate to be thought of as a burden or a charity case, and try to handle everything myself. This, in turn, creates more stress…not less. Who knew?!?

So, what non-stressful things have been happening?

Well. We rescued a dog on Valentine’s Day. She’s an American bulldog mix. Mixed with what? We have no idea. I suspect it’s Greyhound.

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Her name is Amber, and she’s a Parvo survivor! She’s the sweetest little asshole you’ll ever meet 🙂

I’m addicted to crack….Trivia Crack, that is. It really helps to take my mind off of things, especially when I kick my (way smarter than me) mbff’s butt. Don’t tell him, but my husband helps me on the sports category.

My children are crazy, and driving me crazy, but that’s also a good way to get my mind off of things.

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Is it just me, or does my son look like Carl from The Walking Dead?

Speaking of, I am super bummed that the season is over, and now need suggestions for something to take its place until it comes back on.

Really, nothing else has been going on, so this pretty much catches us up. I hope all of y’all had a wonderful Easter, and I’ll try not to be such a stranger.

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Day 13: Your opinion about your body, and how comfortable you are with it

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I am overweight. I am in no way comfortable in my own skin. I don’t like being in public and thinking that I am being ridiculed.  On the other hand, my selfie game is strong.  I know which angles look best. I can photograph myself and paint a very flattering picture. This is with headshots and full body shots. I know there are some out there who will only post photos from the cleavage up, and they will crop the fuck out of the photo, as well.  Though I’m not a fan of cropping, I understand the impulse.  We all have that one thing that we think doesn’t look good.

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(strategic angles)

I’ve had two children via c-section and a hysterectomy. To say my pelvic muscles are wrecked is a bit of an understatement.  That’s not to say that there is nothing that can be done.  I can exercise and eat right, I just choose not to. That’s why I don’t complain about my weight. It’s nobody’s fault but my own.
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(angles, filters, and high heels)

My biggest problem, I think, is that I look for outside validation.  I was on Instagram, and the comments from men AND women absolutely made my day.  Unfortunately, I married a very jealous man, and my flirting was too much.  I can understand that, as well. I am not a jealous person, but I knew this about him 14 years ago, when we first started dating.  So, I voluntarily left the site in order to bring some peace to our household. Sadly, I am now getting into a rut, and feel like a blob.  I know what I HAVE to do, but the motivation to do it just isn’t there 😦
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(cropping out the gross parts)