Thank you, Nora. I may do that. I'm making red beans and rice for lunches this week, but that sounds lovely.
Ginger, yes. And that's why I stay subscribed to the FlyLady emails, though my eyeballs hurt from the rolling.
Oh, at first it was confusing. Just the idea of computers was like — whoa! I'm eleven hundred years old! I had trouble adjusting to the idea of Lutherans.
Anya ,'Get It Done'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
smonster - Aug 21, 2011 8:50:26 am PDT #28153 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Beverly - Aug 21, 2011 9:16:08 am PDT #28154 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
smonster! Can't see kitty pics--I have you friended on flickr. I dun geddit.
Also? Totally not you. And also also? What Ginger said. 'S why some people have a dozen copies of the same outfit, so they never have to decide what to wear. Decision-making is paralyzing. The only way around it for me is insta-decision with no chance for dithering. It's often the wrong decision, but it's decided, and that's the de-paralyzing thing.
Zenkitty - Aug 21, 2011 9:16:42 am PDT #28155 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
smonster, another introvert chiming in, here. When I need to recharge, I don't want ANYONE around, even my bestest best friend. I get really cranky and I don't to be cranky with the people I love. Also, you are not a PITA. You are delightful.
Zenkitty - Aug 21, 2011 9:23:22 am PDT #28156 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
What Ginger said. 'S why some people have a dozen copies of the same outfit, so they never have to decide what to wear. Decision-making is paralyzing. The only way around it for me is insta-decision with no chance for dithering. It's often the wrong decision, but it's decided, and that's the de-paralyzing thing.
Oh, god, yes. Too much decision-making is paralyzing and exhausting. I'm suspecting that part of what I've always called my depression is a tendency to get overwhelmed with decisions, until even the simplest decision is enough to send me crawling into bed to hide.
Ginger, that article was really interesting, especially the part about dieting. It may explain why I've always found diets, paradoxically, easier to stick to and more effective if I have some of the forbidden sugar.
Ginger - Aug 21, 2011 9:46:56 am PDT #28157 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
And that's why I stay subscribed to the FlyLady emails, though my eyeballs hurt from the rolling.
You have a stronger stomach than I do. I think her principles are really sound, but I can only take so many LOLs per square inch.
smonster - Aug 21, 2011 9:55:20 am PDT #28158 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
"Purple puddles" is what kills me. But actually, I find Flylady less annoying than the No Excuse Workout dude.
I will check what's up with my flickr account. After a nap. I just talked to my family and it made me tired.
askye - Aug 21, 2011 10:27:27 am PDT #28159 of 30000
Thrive to spite them
Purple puddles?
smonster the kitteh is soo cute!
amych - Aug 21, 2011 10:29:55 am PDT #28160 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Purple puddles sounds like Barney had a little accident. But it is a known thing that my hatred for the flylady overrides my respect for the structure underlying the method.
Flylady autocorrects to goulash, btw.
Liese S. - Aug 21, 2011 10:33:23 am PDT #28161 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
So I slept through church this morning. And just now I went out and puttered around the yard (new tadpoles in the puddle pond, I think!) And now I have come to the dangerous realization that since I did not go to church, I now have absolutely no reason to put on outside pants today all day. Whoot!
Ginger - Aug 21, 2011 10:36:16 am PDT #28162 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
"Purple puddles" plus an excess of god and inherent sexism. I'm not saying I shouldn't be using my own version of the control journal. What we need is a flylady for snarky, cynical sorts.