Entry 71: WTF Wednesday – Joy Behar say whaaat?

I don’t watch a lot of mainstream news. I mainly listen to a few podcasts that give me the details of what I need to know, one’s that don’t lean too far one way or the other.

But the other day, I heard about Joy Behar mocking Mike Pence on hearing Jesus talk to him, suggesting it as a mental illness.

The Catholic in me was like Say Whaaat?

So of course, I had to take a look at this video and see what was up, and honestly, I can see where people might think that hearing voices, even from God or Jesus is seen as crazy. But there are millions of Christians who talk to God/Jesus or a higher power and claim to hear Him, does that make them crazy? As a Catholic, while I personally don’t expect a verbal response, I feel like often times what pans out in life is what I interpret as Jesus talking to me. So.. if Mike Pence is mental, then I must be mental too.

And okay, she apologized… but did she mean it?

I get that Mike Pence is a super conservative Christian who won’t eat alone with another woman other than his wife, but I don’t think people should give him crap for that. It might seem odd, but his heart is in the right place. With all the hashtagMeToo stuff, you really going to be hard on the guy who’s being faithful to his wife when there’s so many other men in power who are complete sleezeballs who masturbate in plants?

Also, one last thing – Oprah made a comment about running for President if she got a sign from God, after which Stephen Colbert did a skit where God was telling her to run for office.

Does that make her crazy too? Because she just heard the voice of God….

Anyways, that’s all for my rants and raves. Let me know what your thoughts are. If I’m by myself with this one… there’s so much craziness going on.

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Entry 70 : That’s Like… Somebody’s Daughter

Husband and I were at this restaurant bar in the University, people watching the people across the street, when we saw a group of females go into this bar with bikini tops and short as short shorts.

The more we watched, the more we saw college girls scantily clad, along with bros in douche tanks entering the establishment.

What is going on? I thought, while I stuffed french fries in my mouth. I never was a person confident enough to wear bikini tops out in anywhere other than a beach, so this was interesting to me. Is this what kids nowadays wear when they go out?

And then my next thoughts…

…. That’s like… somebody’s daughter. I wonder if her daddy knows ….

I know, I shouldn’t judge. I too had a period of time where I partied and had slutty nights out. My dad would sometimes ask me where I was going and I would name off specific friends that I knew he liked who were (maybe) going to be there.

“Jane”, “Betty”, and “Sally”…You know “Sally” ! She’s lives down the street…

And before he could protest… Gotta go. BYEEEE!

At some point, I got old. I think it started when my friends started having kids, and I started becoming a Godparent and forming affections towards them… I don’t want to see any of them grow up!

But it’s inevitable. Kids grow up, and before you know it… they’re off to college, majoring in Social Justice Warrior, and wearing bikini tops on the daily. But even if they don’t…they’re going to be in a crazy/arguably crazier world than the one that already exists.

I don’t have kids, but I know it’s probably the toughest job to raise a child so they dont end up becoming horrible adults, but instead becoming decent human beings with good morals and values, and individuals who are able to face the crazines and not fall down. Because craziness does and will exist. So props to the parents out there doing the right thing. If the time ever comes for me, I will probably be asking you a plethora of questions… including Why does my child keep drawing boxes with their eyes?!?

Things I like this week

NYX Glow StickI bought this on the whim since Ulta gives you $3.50 off for spending $15, but this has been my glow stick since I bought it. It’s super quick if you want to get your glow, but only have 5 seconds to swipe on your face and blend. Possibly Best Drug Store Brand of glow stick I’ve tried?

Heart Defensor Elf Highlighter So Heart Defensor is one of the beauty gurus I follow on YouTube and she collaborated with Elf Cosmetics with this highlighter. I would say the packaging is really cute, although fingerprints go on quite easily. but the highlighter is …okay? . Maybe if I hadn’t gotten the NYX glow stick, I would like it more…

Costco Beauty Online – Costco.com doesn’t have a lot of beauty products, but I like to check it from time to time to see what they have. Occasionally, they have really good deals on products that I love. One time I bought Mac Strobe cream there for $20 (I think normally it’s $30. They had Laura Mercier’s Translucent Powder another time for half the price it normally retails. Now, they have Tarte Amazonian Clay Palette for like $30ish when normally it’s like $54, and some other good skin care brands like Tatcha, and Clinique. So if you’re a Costco member, I definitely recommend going on Costco.com and checking out their skincare/beauty stuff from time to time to see what they got.

Anyways, that’s all for now. I hope everyone has a great rest of your week!

Until next time…

Entry 69: Fitness Friday – You Don’t Got To Lie to Kick It. .. I know this is Your 3rd Donut.

Sometimes I feel that people are self-conscious about what they eat when they’re around me, especially since they know me and Husband try to be healthy.

I’ve had it happen where people will proactively give me long-winded explanations on why they’re eating something without me even asking or commenting

I don’t really eat donuts all the time, just right now. Since I got kind of hungry and even though Dunkin’ Donuts was kind of out-of-the-way, it sounded good.

In my head I’m like… Wait..what?

a. Where did that come from?
b. I’m pretty sure you ate donuts 2 days ago when I last saw you.

It has crossed my mind that I may unconsciously give judging looks, one infused with my don’t talk to me face, but in all honestly, I don’t really care what anyone eats. And if you’re eating a donut, really…. I want to eat that donut with you.

In fact, I want to eat a lot of things with you: fried chicken, brownies, all the white rice to satisfy my Asian cravings, but I don’t. It’s a choice that I struggle with all the time, but I endure it because I really want that bubble butt. And some abs.

So if you’re thinking about justifying that choice to me for whatever reason, don’t. What do I have anything to do your food choices? Who am I to judge? Secretly, I’m salivating in my mouth to the point where there are puddles that are forming too fast for me to swallow.

You don’t gotta lie to kick it, especially to yourself.

Fitness things of the week

Before and After Work out Drank

Usually before a workout, I drink 12 ounces of water, mixed with a couple of scoops of Essential Amino Energy Powder. (The scoop is provided in the container). There are so many flavors, and it provides the extra boost during workouts. I can run more than I think I’m able before a run, and finish sets without getting tired. It’s great. And the type of energy that you get is not the kind that leaves you jittery, or like you need to move faster than you body is going. It’s more of an awake energy.

Sometimes you can get this at Costco for a really good price. During my last trip to Costco, I got blueberry 🍋

I will say that if you decide to try this out, start off with one scoop and see how it goes, and then gradually work to two scoops.

If I’m unable to drink this drink, I’ll maybe drink plain coffee to get my extra boost.

The after workout drink is just as important, one that is filled with protein and drunken within 30 minutes after a workout… since protein is essential for rebuilding the muscles that just got worked.

The recipe that I use to make my protein shake is the following:

1 banana
1 scoop of protein powder
1 Tablespoon of peanut butter
4 oz of yogurt (I use Activia vanilla yogurt)
1 cup of ice.

Let me know what you think, or what you do / eat to prepare you for your workout.

Until next time.

Entry 68 : So … I Got My First Firearm

I had been going back and forth on whether or not I really needed one. Husband and I have 4 guns in the house, as well as one katana sword, and one cross-bow. The last two items were purchased after a binge of seasons 1-3 of Walking Dead. So if a zombie apocalypse were to occur, we would be prepared enough to run for more supplies.

(I know this is random, but what if Walking Dead (and all the other zombie apocalypse shows) is completely wrong about how to kill zombies. What if the way you stop them is not by putting a knife in their brains, but some obscure way… like helium? or spraying them with water? )

But did I really need my very own gun?

It probably seems like an odd time to be thinking about this, especially with all the stuff happening with the shootings and talk of gun control surrounding it. But, I feel it is this same talk that has forced me to think about it, and where I stand in all of this.

I’ve come to the following conclusions:

  1. The world is a shit storm – I’ve concluded this a while ago, but the more that crazy stuff happens, the more it reconfirms it over and over.
  2. I believe in the 2nd Amendment – I get that the constitution was created in a different time, but this podcast I was listening to made the interesting point that government/society’s can change – I mean we elected Trump as president. For those who compare Trump to Hitler and were scared that he has his control to the nuclear codes, would we really want to give up right to bear arms so we can be protected by government run by someone compared to Hitler?
  3. I’m a petite Asian Woman – I suppose I could learn kung fu or some form of martial arts, although that seems kind of stereotypical.
  4. My Husband is Going to Be Away on Trips MoreI’ll be by myself more. I live in a good neighborhood, but you never know. Haven’t you ever taken those tests where there are pictures of two people, and you’re supposed to guess which one is the sexual predator? I suck at that game.

And so… this past weekend, I got my first firearm at the gun show.

A Walther PK380. It’s Tiffany Blue. I painted my nails match. I think I’ve named my gun Tiffany.

And it’s a semi-automatic, so – for those people who are advocating for the ban of semi-automatics thinking it’s just ARS.. it’s these one’s too. In fact, I’m pretty sure it’s most guns.

As for why I was hesitant about getting a gun? I think I was nervous about breaking molds, especially during this time where people are scared. Some of my gal pals have husbands who have guns, but a majority of them do not have one in their name (or so I don’t think) and probably think the 2nd amendment is fluff. But I’m starting to learn how to be more true to myself and my beliefs and not lie to myself and everyone else about it. It’s a life lesson: people are bound to disagree with you on things, but lying just so you’re liked will just eat at you.

Anyways, that’s all for now.

Things that I like this week

The Joel McHale Show with Joel McHale – I’m glad they’re bringing this back. For me, there really has been a lack of good entertaining funny shows on tv. I binged on the first 3 episodes and am excited for future ones

L’Oreal BB Cream All the stores rate this as a 4. At first I thought about disagreeing with the rating, but I really don’t use BB creams to begin with. But this comes out like a white lotion, and turns color and blends with your skin to give a light coverage. I’ve been using this lately to work on my ‘fresh’ look game, one with minimal make-up and takes 5 minutes.

Filipino Chicken AdoboI think I found the recipe tastes like the adobo I grew up with. Usually I take off the skin of whatever chicken piece I’m using so it’s not as fatty, but last night I made this and stewed it with the chicken on (husband is away on a trip so it’s just me) and it was delish! If you are a lover of Filipino adobo and have recipe that you think I should try better than let me know.

Until next time….

Entry 67: Fitness Fridays – Will You Be My Workout Buddy?

I sometimes grapple with the question of whether it is better to have a gym squad? A workout buddy? Or ride solo?

When working out, 99 % of the time I work out by myself. But occasionally, I see ladies grouped together, laughing and bonding while doing bicep curls and think I want to laugh and bond too….

I’ve thought about doing a yoga class to find a housewife to befriend, but I’m not a yoga person. Every time I do yoga, my mind wanders off, and I fall asleep, and I start dreaming about my dogs until the instructor rings her namaste bell. This happened in real life.

It probably doesn’t help that I have a don’t talk to me look to my face, or so I’ve been told, by strangers nonetheless. It’s a look that I was trained to have since I was a kid by my mom; she was afraid of child abductors and during the first couple of years of elementary school, would rehearse with me what to do if strangers came up and talked to me

Mom: If a stranger comes up to you and offers you candy, what do you do?
Me: Don’t take the candy
Mom: And… ?
Me: Run.

There was one girl that I kind of made friends with at the gym. She was working out next to me and I decided to a start a conversation with That’s a really cool fanny pack.. We’ve chit chatted since then, but never really worked out together.

I don’t know, maybe this whole wanting a workout buddy is a phase. I’m sure having someone to do lunges with is fun and can be motivating, but I probably shouldn’t worry about it too much. I think I’ve been doing fine with staying motivated and… it’ll happen if it’s meant to happen.

Besides, I have 30-45 second rest times during set….Aint no time to bond!

Workout thing of the Week

Triceps Extensions

There’s lot of triceps exercises out there, but probably my fave is the one with rope attachment

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Get it Girrrl

Tips that I follow:

  1. Slight bend in knee. Legs hip width distance apart
  2. Arms hanging down a little in front of you. With the slight bend, when your arm goes down, the arm should be in line with your knees.
  3. Lock your arm in place. If you have boobs, lock arms in place on the side of boob, maybe push your arms together give yourself some cleavage. (because I certainly don’t do that at the gym) . I was corrected to when I was doing the exercise with my arms locked further back instead of in front. The actual triceps do not get a full work out of muscle if the arm is further back.
  4. Go down with count of 1, slowly go up at between counts 2-4. That’s usually what I think about when I’m doing these exercises.
  5. Stick chest out when bringing arms down.
  6. Do 3 Sets and enough weight to fail between 10-12 reps in each set, with 45-60 seconds between sets

There’s probably stuff I’m missing. Let me know if you have any other tips for me. I know my form can be a little off and am not aware until someone tells me what’s up and then I’m like.. yea, that makes sense. Then I try it, and I’m like… ooooh….

Until next time!

Entry 66: You Guys, It’s Rodeo Week

It’s been two years since Husband and I moved to the desert and we had never gone to a Rodeo Week rodeo… until this year.

You might be thinking, wait… what? Which is the exact same thing I was saying when people were telling me about it. But yes friends, in the desert, there is a week dedicated to the rodeo. There’s a parade, kids get a few days off of school, even husband got a day off of work from his new job because of it.

It’s kind of a big deal.

In light of rodeo week, Husband and I decided to get cowboy boots…. and let me tell you, walking into the local boot barn for the first time in my life was overwhelming. I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb with my Starbucks coffee and Jcrew Outfit.

And there were so many boots for daaays.

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Seriously, how do you choose?

They’re not cheap either. Every boot that I liked were priced around $150 – $200, but I guess I didn’t know what to expect in terms of price and had never thought about it.

My heart eventually led me to these beauties..

I know, they totally scream out Murrica! and are a little flashy. I was going to get boots a little less so and let me blend in the background, but husband convinced me that I needed this in my life

So I went to the rodeo trotting around in these patriotic boots and despite my worry, I don’t think anyone noticed. Or if they did, I was too busy taking in everything around me.

It was my first time to the rodeo and so everything was new to me. I had spent a majority of my life in the burbs where rodeos and cowboy boots were a foreign thing, and now I was experiencing it. I wasn’t as engrossed in the sport as much as others were around me, but was more so observant of everything and everyone around me, like it was a big social – anthropological observation.

What I can say is that the rodeo definitely has it’s own energy – unique and rugged, catered to the individual who knows how to ride horses, herd cattle, milk the cow, or farm. All around me were vets, active servicemen and women and their families who all seemingly held the same values of love of God, and love of country. Everyone stood for the flag, and everyone prayed together.

It was the prayer that caught me by surprise. I’ve been to a number of sporting events – football games, basketball games, hockey, etc. etc. – and while we always saluted the flag, I can’t remember an event where we just all bowed our heads and prayed as one… to God. I’m not saying every sports should do it now, but it warmed my little Catholic heart to be praying with a bunch of strangers in one united prayer.

All in all, it was a fun time. Anyone who knows me knows that going to a rodeo is out of my normal realm, but the more I step out of my bubble, the more I realize that doing so helps me (in particular) to understand life more. What often differentiates one from the other is the experiences that one has that works to define who they are, and what they find important, but people are people. It’s funny how many of us forget that, especially when it comes to politics as of late.

Yea, I got all this from going to a rodeo.

Anyways, I feel like that was kind of a serious entry, so end it with a few photos from the rodeo. I wish I brought my better lens, I could’ve done some action shots, but next time.

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I don’t know what’s going on.
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Me enjoying el rodeo

Things I like this week:

Kettlecorn from the Rodeo – The kettlecorn I got from the rodeo is quite possibly the best kettlecorn I’ve had, ever. I have a half a bag left, but I feel like it’s going to be gone soon.

Costco Citi Card Rebate – I just got my rebate for 2017 back from our Citi Costco card, and boy, was it was a nice one. I’d like to think it was just a testimony of how smart I shopped, there’s a certain percentage that you get for certain things (4% gas, 3% restaurants/travel, etc. etc. ), but it could also be a testimony of how much money we spent.

Hidden FiguresHighly recommend. It’s inspiring to see what the main characters were able to achieve for being women, and for being black in the 1960s.

Anyways, that’s all for now. I don’t know what’s up with this weather, but it’s kind of cold in the desert, and I’m starting not to like it. I have to wait 3 minutes for the water to get warm to wash my hands, but hopefully this week will warm up. Maybe?

 

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I guess this is better than what other people are experiencing right now.

Until next time.

Entry 65: Fitness Friday – People Watching People

The other day, I was doing an arm exercise in front of a mirror at the gym, and looking to the left, I noticed this chick’s eyes linger on me, and then flick away.

This happens all the time at the gym, people watching people through the mirrors that line the walls, and then quickly diverting their gaze elsewhere lest they get caught. I’ve caught other people doing it, I do it.

In fact, just the other day, through the mirror, I saw this older gent go on the treadmill two machines over, and proceed to run a faster pace than me. I was determined to win out in endurance despite the slower run, but in the end he was victor in that too.  I know what you’re thinking, you let an old dude outrun you? and I am ashamed.  He was probably people watching me through the very same mirrors I was looking in at him, internally laughing at the fact that despite being twice my age, he was running laps around me.

But hey, kudos to him.

I’ve been reading Jordan Peterson’s 12 Rules of Life and it’s made me look at a lot of things from a psychological perspective, including why I find myself looking around during my gym time, the one time I’m supposed to be focusing on me. Am I judging? Comparing? Or Both? Am I letting my ego be fed? Or letting my self-esteem become beaten by the idea that other people look better than me?

For the most part, I feel like people watching motivates me to work out harder and not slack, but it has made me aware of my own self-consciousness and how it’s affected me in doing things like my brows before the gym, or lotioning up my ashy legs, or making sure it’s not obvious that I’m wearing granny panties, because God forbid I get people watched and someone is like She’s cute, and her squats are on point – but from the look of the lines from the tight pants, she got some granny panties on.

I realize that these are precautions I’m taking just in case someone is watching,  but it goes to show how (perceived) societal perception can affect what we do, and sometimes how we think of ourselves. These perceptions can often be mistaken for fact, when in reality, the truth of who we are can only be revealed when we take a moment to truly look into the core self in to order discover our likes and dislikes, wants and needs, and acknowledge our strengths as well as our weaknesses.

I know, I just got kind of deep there, but like I said, this book I’m reading has got me thinking all psychologically about stuff.

Anyways, I end this with my fitness thing:

If You’re Going to Eat Bacon, Eat  Bacon

A while back, I read this book called Fitness Confidential, by Vinny Tortorich who is a celebrity fitness trainer.   Husband had recommended it after hearing him in a podcast a few times, but one of the things that I got from the book is the importance of eating foods in it’s most whole state as possible. So no processed or packaged foods.  His reasoning? If you think about the amount of stuff and the process that it takes to make canned food, packaged or processed stuff, or non-fat milk, why would want to put these things in your mouth?

After reading the book, we switched out non-fat milk for whole milk, began cutting out the processed foods in our pantry and fridge (including ready made meals, deli meats, top ramen, pasta noodles) and started eating quality whole foods including foods that contained healthy fats (like nuts, avocados) to help control hunger. Of course, it’s hard not to completely cut out everything processed, and so when we want to include something processed like bacon, we don’t do some weird fake-ass bacon, we make regular bacon, but we don’t go overboard in eating too much of it. Quantity is just as important as quality.

Like I’ve said before, this whole health thing is a journey which I’m still continuing to learn, so I’d love to hear what you guys do, if there’s a super food that you’re loving, or a recipe? I haven’t made anything new in a while…

Anyways, until next time…

Entry 65: Pow ! You’ve Just Been Valentined

Husband and I don’t really get each her stuff for Valentines, or any holiday really. When you’ve been with someone for so long it’s like, what do you get them? Especially when they usually get what they want when they want it.

But I always make sure we exchange cards for Valentines.

This is the card I made for husband.

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I saw a similar card at Target for $5 and was like…pssssh, I can make that.

And this is is what husband got me.

You better believe that made my day

That and talking to my dad on the phone.

I was driving to grab take-out sushi for Valentines day dinner (because we’re romantic like that) when my mom called me.

Your dad wants to tell you something

For a moment there was a bit of silence as my mom shuffled the phone to my dad, and then I heard a muffled voice.

It wasn’t distinct or well-articulated, it sounded as if he was trying to talk with a bunch of marshmallows in his mouth, but I got what he said.

Happy Valentines Day, Win

It left me a little choked up, and while I maintained a happy tone in response of his well wishes,  I felt as if life had given me an unexpected emotional curve ball. A happy one at that. My dad, who had been a helpless vegetable two months prior, was wishing me a Happy Valentines.

So yea, those two things made my Valentines Day. I know it wasn’t exciting like a new bag or shoes or flowers, but the older I get, the more I appreciate the little, everyday things.

Things I like this week:

Jumanji I know this movie has been out for a bit, but husband and I just saw it over the weekend and thought it was really entertaining and worth the amount we spent to see it in the theaters. Usually I’m not the type to re-watch movies or shows, but this is one of those fun movies that I’m willing to watching again.

Frontier Season 2  – I killed through Season 1, and then stopped watching because some other show came up, now I’m picking back up again. Really, I like any show that taps into History, but the only thing I don’t get about this show is the quotes from current pop culture figures like Beyonce’ and Ice-T that they flash in the beginning. If someone could enlighten me on what that does for the show to specifically quote people from today?

Things I don’t Like:

Jack Daniels Caramel Fudge –  I got this for Valentines Day from Total Wine because I thought it would be good and me and husband could share, but it was disappointing. If there’s anything I know, it’s candy. Don’t get it.

Justin Theroux and Jennifer Aniston Split – It shouldn’t shock anyone when a Hollywood couple breaks up, but some couples you can’t help but root for. Justin and Jennifer were one of them. As well as Anna Faris and Chris Pratt.  ::Sigh:: I don’t know who to root for anymore…

Anyways, I hope everyone has a great rest of your week. This week is rodeo week in the desert, which is kind of a big deal in the desert. I’ll let you know how that goes later because… I got tickets to the rodeo! I know, I’ve become such a townie. Also, it’s been cloudy and rainy for five days. I’m so over it. What else…husband started his first day of work yesterday and he said his work has a 2:00 tea time on Tuesdays. I was like, you mean like with biscuits and little sandwiches?  I may just happen to stop by on Tuesdays to check it out. 

Until next time….

 

Entry 64: Of Love and Ash

Forewarning, this entry is a bit religious… because it’s Ash Wednesday and kind of a big deal for Catholics/Christians who see this as the beginning of a month and a half of spiritual prep for Easter.

It’s also Valentines day.

You better believe I got my ashes on this morning…and then later tonight when husband gets home, I’m going to give him a DIY card, sushi, and Jack Daniels fudge, and then we’re going to have a dance party. 😉

Many Catholics have probably already contemplated the coincidence of Ash Wednesday and Valentines falling on the same day. Or maybe they haven’t and I could be the only one. It seems befitting that these two holidays should be one in the same day. True, dwelling on Jesus’ death for a month a half can kind of be depressing, and combined with the infusion of a few more Catholic rules of what you can and cannot eat and do, I can understand why people might gloss over Lent in general and skip to coloring eggs and taking pictures with the Easter bunny.

But to me, Jesus’ death is the ultimate act of love, even more so than that $10-$20 box of chocolates and my DIY card; Lent is just a reminder of that love.

This reminder couldn’t have come at a better time for me. These past few days I’ve been doing a lot of self-contemplation and reflection, looking at myself in the bareness of my vulnerabilities and (if I can be honest) I’ve been kind of lost and wandering aimlessly trying to find out who I am and what I should be doing with my life in order to find some purpose or meaning. Sure, I get that life happens and often changes what plans you had for yourself 10 years ago, but thinking about all this has brought me face to face with the following truth: I have not cared for myself as well as I should.

Maybe you’re surprised that this is the case (which means I’m really good at creating a facade). Or maybe it’s something you could have told me based on the fact that I have really bad posture, but it’s a mental block that I’ve struggled to find a way out of since I was kid and which I’m starting to realize the negatives effects of. It’s the voice that has continually told myself I cant, or that something wasn’t worth trying because I wasn’t worth the chance of failing. It is the thing that has ultimately brought me to this state of limbo.

I know, these are super depressing realizations, and you’re probably like you’re so valuable and have so much potential, you don’t even know. I have had many people tell me this on many occassion, it’s just that when a negative mentality has been so engrained for so long, it becomes the truth you believe, and sometimes the truth you believe makes all the difference, not what people tell you.

But like I said, that’s where the combo of Lent and Valentine’s seemingly has its perfect timing: to break through that stupid mental limbo wall of low self-opinion and remind me that despite whatever thoughts or feelings or sinfulness I might have, I am worth it, because why else would Jesus have died?

Anyways, I hope everyone has a blessed Ash Wednesday and Valentine’s day, and day in general. I’m still trying to figure out what to give up, but my priest did shed some light on the fact that it should be personal and we shouldn’t just go through the motions. In whatever we give up, should wake up hungry, go through the day hungry, and go to bed even more hungry for Jesus.

Until next time….

Entry 63 : Take Me With Yoooou

Have you read travel blogs or scrolled through pictures depicting all the places that people have gone? One moment they’re in Spain, the next moment South Africa, then Dubai. Usually, I’m sitting on the shit can or on the couch drinking my after workout shake, jealously thinking, how do these people afford to go everywhere?

Now I’m not talking about those people who go on vacation because they saved up money and vacation time; I’m talking about the people who – this is what they do. They spend the majority of the year going from place to place, eating local foods, shopping at local markets, and looking at picturesque scenery most people only see on the travel channel.

Maybe their work takes them all over the place, maybe they’re trust fund babies, or maybe they saved up a bunch of money, sold everything they had and financially planned the next 5 years to be a nomad with nothing except whatever is in their Eddie Bauer backpack.

Or maybe they married someone whose job requires them to travel everywhere, and they just tag along for the ride.

Like the blogger from The Everywhereist.

If you’ve never read this blog, give it a try – it’s packed with wit and stories about sometimes the most random of places and experiences. And… the writer (Geraldine) is from Seattle.

(Random story – I swear to God I saw Geraldine in Portland once. I was crossing a street and we crossed paths. After which, I turned around and saw the side of her face, then I turned to my husband and whispered I think that’s Geraldine! From the blog that I like!!! I was tempted to follow her and ask her for a picture)

I bring travel up since husband is starting a new job soon at a company that is building this telescope in Chile. To be specific : A Large Synoptic Space Telescope. I don’t know what that means, but it sounds smart, and large.

This new job will mean husband will be travelling more often than not (in fact he’s already got 2 trips lined up next month) which will be completely new thing for us. But I think it’ll be fine, it’ll just mean I eat dinners by myself, I’ll be alone in the house with my dogs, and will be blogging more about my feelings on being alone. That’s all.

::insert guilt trip::

Naah, I’m totally just kidding. It’ll be fine. I’ll be fine. I’m just really proud of him for being so hardworking and smart, and that really cool places are head hunting him. But, if he goes to someplace awesome he should totally take me with him … you know, for support. 😉

And he should totally let me decorate his office. I know for a lot of people having an office isn’t a big deal, but when he told me I was like ::gasp:: does it have a window? do you get blinds? will it have your name plated on the door? Are you going to get a lamp? To which he looked at me like I don’t know… I haven’t even started working there yet.

Anyways, things going on this week – today is Mardi Gras, and tomorrow is the beginning of Lent. What to give up….Last year I gave up social media; this year I was thinking alcohol, but then realized I bought this ‘special’ Chilean wine that me and husband are supposed to drink on Thursday in celebration of his new job. I don’t really know if it’s special or not, but I did forage through the wine aisles at Total Wine for 10 minutes looking specifically for a Chilean wine. Usually I buy wines if the bottle looks cool, or if the name sounds intriguing, but this time I was like… No! it needs to be from Chile! So I don’t know, I have another 24 hours to figure out what to do for Lent.

I’ll end this with some blogs I like besides Everywhereist, you know… just in case you were looking for something. Forewarning, these are food blogs:

Week of Menus

The woman who writes this blog is a Korean mom and with each recepe she posts, she writes a story (if you will) of stuff going with her life and kids. I find it heartwarming and entertaining. I’ve made her mochi cake, green tea mochi cake, and her twice baked wings on a regular basis

I am a Food Blog

I just love the photography and the creativeness in some of the dishes that this blogger’s posts. It has made me want to cook more and step-up my food photography game when posting on social media.

Let me know what blogs or people you follow. I literally spent an hour last week before bed trying to find some new good people to follow and read, but couldn’t find anything that I wanted to commit to.

…Until next time.