Working On The Happy

I love Paris Hilton.  I know you think I hate her, but how could I hate a woman so determined to brand herself?  All the nasty perfume, her clothing line, and now?  Now she has launched craft supplies.  Yep, just when you thought she couldn't get any better, she pimps herself out to every consumer she missed with her music career.  You gotta love a girl with such pluck!

I loathe the word "nugget".  Makes me think of fried food.  Or turds.  Or chopped of finger bits.

In the grocery store the other day I saw a woman carrying a box of Velveeta and I was surprised at how long I'd gone without remembering that fake cheese spreads exist, let alone that people are still eating it. Then right on top of my surprise I asked myself if I thought Max might eat it.  This is how desperate I am to get protein in him. 

In other news: I have early onset phone madness.

We have so many creditors calling us day and night that I actually hear the phone ringing off the hook now even when it's not ringing.  When Max was still a baby I could hear him crying 24 hours a day.  It was apparently just echoing in my head because, believe it or not, he didn't cry more than the average kid.

Today is the first day of my CSA and I am so excited I could burst.  Such good timing too what with the emptiness in the fridge. 

I have come up with a recipe for vegetarian baked beans that is so good I'm thinking of giving myself a food award.

I would like to be one of those people who is really funny and who sheds lightness and happiness everywhere I go.  How can I make this happen?  How does one go about becoming the fun daily read instead of the depressing, honest (and honestly dark), hard hitting soul recalibrating, and light suffocating read that I already am? 

Can one take classes on how to be a "fun" person?  Ooooh, how about classes on how not to  be a prude.

Crap, may as well face it- I am what I am and still am as I ever was.

I am so sorry to report that in one month of living slightly more healthily I have lost exactly no pounds.  ??????  I have been exercising more for sure.  Not as much as I could and should, but more is more.  Taking the dog out for runs on my bicycle.  Walks with the dog.  Riding my bicycle for an errand or two instead of the scooter.  Lunges in the living room.  Eating less cheese.  Less snacking.  Less beer.  All this doesn't add up.  Oh well.  I am not losing my will to live over no progress. 

Just now I even took a deep breath. 

It's time to go vacuum up a few of the fascinating huge pet hair drifts floating around the house and take the dog out.  Do some cooking.  You know, boring stuff.

I am also mustering up the courage to make enchilada sauce from scratch which I have never done. 

Have a great Tuesday!