J's thoughts and stuff...
If anyone is reading this, do it at your own risk. I'm very confident that this journal will reflect the fact that my thoughts are *very* random. :wink:
I just want a place to dump all of my random thoughts....mostly vents, some likes and a lot of wants!
I am a somewhat reformed shopaholic with a specialty in shoes who can’t resist a good sale. I have a potty mouth IRL. I have a husband who adores me and a dog I'm crazy about. I am on a quest to start a family without losing my sanity. I have a deep passion for modern design. I am a huge fan of 80's music. I am a lover of food who is also trying to lose a few pounds. I am a little neurotic and hugely indecisive. This is me.
I am just going to throw this out there….the highlight of my day was buying yet another pair of jeans. I HAD to, you see, 70’s fashion is coming back in style and who can resist a groovy pair of bell bottoms? Which reminds me, can anyone tell me why the standard inseam for women’s jeans is 34 inches? Really? Am I really that short? I know I’m “petite” but at 5’4’’ (almost 5’5’’, thank you very much!) I thought I was pretty average…no?
I finally got around to watching The Fighter and I loved it. I didn’t think I would because I don’t like boxing but it was pretty darn good. I am glad Christian Bale won an Oscar for his role in the movie. I think he is a fantastic actor, very underrated. I mean, was he not amazing in American Psycho or what?
Lions and Tigers and Squirrels…huh?
I have been at war with Squirrels my entire life. When I was nine years old, my Aunt brought home a squirrel that was attacked by at cat. The squirrel was dying, I mean, half of its tail was gone for goodness sakes! I remember feeling sorry for the poor creature as it was lying on the branch of my favorite oak tree. I decided the squirrel needed some water to get better so off I go to fetch some water in a bottle cap. I gently offer the cap of water to the squirrel and next thing I know I am feeling the most intense pain on my right index finger. The mean little creature bit me. Its sharp little fangs went through my fingernail and drew blood. I even had to go get a rabies shot. Squirrels are evil.
Almost 20 years later, I still think squirrels are evil. The squirrels here in my back yard are the worst. I remember the day we bought our house. I was admiring the pecan trees on our lot thinking what a beautiful canopy the trees created. Little did I know that pecan trees = ton of squirrels. Oh my gosh, they are everywhere. They eat my flowers. They de-pot my potted plants. They uproot my entire garden. They destroy decorative pots and garden décor. Worst of all, they pick on my little dog.
I fed my dog outside when he was a 2 lb puppy since he had uncontrollable immediate bowel movement after eating. I remember leaving him outside to step inside for a minute and coming back to him cowering in the corner. Why? Because the squirrels chased him off to eat his food. Now, some of you may be thinking my little pooch is a coward. I assure you that he is not. I mean, these squirrels are quite beefy around here and back then they were much bigger than my puppy. Now that my dog is bigger, they just taunt him from the trees by throwing pecan shells at him.
Anywho, I have no idea why I decided to write about squirrels today. Maybe it’s because I have some pretty neon flowers in my kitchen and I just know the squirrels are itching to get their grubby little hands on them but they can’t. HA!