True Story

DEAR AMY: My guy just broke up with me, and I’m frantic. What’s the best way to get him back? -- Broken Hearted (2003)

DEAR BROKEN: The only method I know for sure is to stop caring. Once you really stop caring, they have a way of coming back. By then, of course ... you don’t care.

Awkward: In-Law Drama?

In this week's Awkward Moment...

My FBIL hates me (that's Future Brother in Law for those of you not yet versed in the acronyms of the online married folk; yeah, I never knew it existed either). The problem is, I don't know why. What I do know is that whenever I'm around, this is him:

The problem is, this didn't start until after the engagement. Before that, we got along pretty well - or so I thought. Unfortunately, we are in each other's space a lot due to the living situation, so sometimes we bicker about things like dishes, but nothing major. He was a generally friendly dude. Now, it's more like, "Dude, what the fuck?"  He's done a 180 on me, starting the day I flashed a ring. The fiancee is oblivious and refuses to talk to FBIL or acknowledge anything is amiss, so I decided to ignore what could have very well been my imagination since it can be quite active sometimes...

Until the FBIL said something to me recently that confirms my suspicions that he has some issue with me. Only, he won't say what the issue is. WTF?? Since being misunderstood is one of my pet peeves, this did not go over well with me. And the fact that he is now walking around like he didn't basically tell me he hates me for no reason he's willing to share, is adding a creepy factor to it. Whenever FH is around (future hubby), he's all fake smiles and laughter and as soon as FH turns his back, FBIL is throwing shade. He either glares at me when he thinks I'm not looking, or pretends I'm not there. I did the right thing and asked him what I've done to upset him and he gives me nothing. I can't make heads or tails of it.

All I do know is, if I go missing, the search better start with his trunk.

Guilty Pleasure?

I hate the phrase "guilty pleasure". It's sad to feel the need to justify why you enjoy anything that does not qualify as  an intellectual pursuit. There's no such thing as a "guilty pleasure". Life is too short to feel guilty about enjoying something as mundane as a TV show or dessert. Just enjoy life and get a damn grip.

My Latest Workout Routine

In addition to yoga, I am now doing this to stay in shape

and let me tell you - pole dancing is not a game!

I hurt everywhere - EVERY WHERE

Electric Leaf My Eye!

So last night on "Bizarre Foods", Andrew Zimmerman tried something in Brazil the chef called "electric leaf".  It's some exotic plant from the Amazon that made their mouths numb.  All I thought was, that ain't nothing but cocaine.  LOL

Eff Lofty Goals

Eff career advancement and recognition. My primary goal on the job is to get through the day without getting yelled at (and collect my check). This job is not my life.

"Play With It" (More "Reality" TV addiction talk)

Security should have known what was coming when she said, "Here, lemme get real close to you real quick." Anybody with any street sense (read: not Char) knew that ish was about to pop off right then and there.
I always knew Sydney was a bad b*tch. That's my girl! I for one am shocked Char even fought back for once.