I made muffins this morning

Current mood: cheerful

I love the smell of fresh baked items. This morning I made, from an organic kit I purchased at whole foods, lovely apple cinnamon muffins. They were wonderfully fluffy and good. A week ago I had made some apple cinnamon muffins from a kit I purchased at HEB. Those were not fluffy, and tasted like candy. I believe that the idea of healthfood being bland, is quite simply an outdated opinion from yesteryear, and healthy tastes much much better then conventional anymore. Hurray for muffins!

ouch

Current mood: annoyed

I'm feeling low. The ground might feel nice to lay on, I dunno. I gained an inch or two over the holidays and in my desperation to maintain my hard earned slim build because I can't afford to go shopping for a whole new wardrobe (and I liked the way I looked when I came home from Korea), I over did it. WAY over did it. MY back hurts and I have no one to blame but my self. It hurts so bad, that when I walk I look like I not only wear diapers but I must be carrying a load in em. It hurts so bad, that I can try to get it on with my honey, as long as gettin' it on means laying very very still and hoping it doesn't hurt. It hurts so bad, that I have to make Matt do all of the work, carry the groceries, drive, open the frickin' wine bottle to the point where I don't feel pampered but like some freakish invalid who has to be cared for. Seriously. I'm at that point right after the realization that something is wrong, but before the part where the wrongness is ridiculously funny. Not laughing at myself in this moment...maybe tomorrow.

Matt bought a truck. He wants me to be excited. I told him I am, but I guess scraping an excited facial expression off of the floor wasn't convincing. Now if I can just manage to get in 20 minutes of cardio before bed. Aw fuck it. One more glass of wine please.

a long silence

Current mood: thirsty

So it turns out that the reason I haven't written in my blog for a very long time, is that the burden of trying to put updates in here was far too great for me. I felt weighed down by the idea that I needed to follow up on my job interview experience, or that I shoud tell you how much I enjoy climbing in my new petzl harness. The idea that somehow this blog could not progress unless I played catch up, became more important than excercising my brain enough to commit words to screen. Similar really is my history with diaries, dream logs, and travel journals. So this is my announcement to self and to all that if you're looking for a regularly updated saga of my life--a sit-com/soap of my daily experiences in episode form, you're not likely to find it here. There, I feel so relieved. Now perhaps I can start writing things down again!