Thongs on a sunny day.........

I really love the sun and all it's awesome warmth and radiance and I'm really impatient for summer to hurry the fuck up. I swear I have seasonal affective disorder (isn't there a disorder for everything these days?) But seriously, this is why I'm convinced that I would thrive in a warmer climate. I'm ready to go! I want to open my windows and lay out on my deck drinking beer with the music blasting while tanning my cracker white ass! Yup, my neighbors love me.....Not really. I think they feel sorry for Troy and the girls,lol...Oh well, it's their loss that they'll never experience my greatness ;o)
I've been obsessing over my garden (or lack thereof) and have a list of how many bags of mulch I'll need, how many bushes, flowers, and where the hell I should place them! Naturally these things cost money and so I stress over that too. Guess I'm only happy when I have stuff to bitch about....HGTV has really gotten to my head. I never used to care if things matched or were strategically placed. And then I'm thinking; well damn, what if I spend all this money on bushes, poison ivy (for the neighbors,hehe), flowers and the shit just won't grow??? Always the pessimist!

I've taken a break from going to the gym. My knees feel like they've been hit with a sledge hammer. I think I went overboard in my haste to tone up and lose weight. I like instant gratification...If I don't see results in a month or two I get easily discouraged. I don't lose weight easily. I have to sweat and starve and that's just not my thing. I like food, I love how it's made, how it smells....and yes even the comfort it brings me:o) I wish I could have that detached sort of view where some people just consider it the body's fuel without the emotional attachment. Weird. I was able to quit smoking 6 years ago and got that under control, all the bad stuff I did in my youth; I was able to put behind me, I don't drink excessive amounts of alcohol (usually), but losing weight is so ....hard! I was always tiny until I had my girls, I don't eat bad food or even a lot of food for that matter. I eat healthy, but after Savannah came along...Losing 40lbs has become a loathsome task. Aaaaargh! Big is not beautiful, sorry. However, I think I manage to pull it off rather well<3 I'll just keep telling myself that *sigh*.

So I went to Walmart the other day because my daughter Sage was raving that "Everything's on sale mom! We gotta go!" . Okay fine, I headed to the garden area (where else) while she went to look at shoes. A little while later we met up at the register and she's got a pair of flip-flops...Good....And three pairs of THONG PANTIES!!! NOT GOOD!!!! WTF??? She's 12!!! Obviously I told her no way in hell! I didn't know whether to laugh or blow a freakin' gasket! She argued her case for about 5 minutes (at the register no less).
I could see if she was 16 but in my opinion, what the hell does a 12 year want to wear thongs for? To be sexy? She's too young to be sexy! I don't want her to be sexy!! Not at 12....Needless to say she didn't quite get my point of view. Jesus, what's next? Douche? Crotchless panties? Condoms?
I shudder at the thought.

I think that just about wraps it up for today...I've got to do some cleaning before I head back to work, make it look like I've done something besides sit on my ass all day. Looks like the sun might finally make an appearance after all...