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Fat?
Are you fat? Yes No Hypothetical question for this blog. It’s a question I just came across on another blog/questionnaire and I had a moment. I sat here staring at the computer screen waiting to answer honestly. Without even thinking my mouse wandered to ‘no’ but then my brain kicked in. It said “I know you aren’t fat, but you *feel* fat”. What’s the difference?! Is there a difference?! Ok, I know that actual, real difference (in real life) but does it matter in context to this question. How does this question want someone to answer. Are you legitimately fat (proven by Waist-to-hip ratio or BMI)? Or just feel…
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I’m bored.
Ok, I’ll apologize in advance because I have no idea what this blog will turn into. All I know is that I am bored out of my ever lovin’ mind. John is going to be at school for a few hours for a meeting, it’s a holiday so I’m not working and have nothing to do, I’m stumped in a certain part of Mario Galaxy…I just can’t run fast enough. Well, running isn’t the issue, it’s getting all the jumps bang on, I lose the race in the same spot each time. It’s rather frustrating. So I set the Wii down and I’ll get John to help me if it…
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It’s time.
It’s time for a change. Or rather, time to figure out what’s going on. Constant bloating. Proper, healthy diet. Still so bloated. This a.m.: “Laura, are you growing a baby in your belly?” “No. Why do you ask?” “Because your belly is big today.” “Nope, I’m definitely not growing a baby.” Wow. Kids are definitely honest. Can’t say it didn’t hurt but I know it’s not fat. It’s something else. But still I wish I could have laughed and felt it on the inside instead of laughing and trying to not take it personally. I’m healthy, lots of exercise from work, drinking lots of water but still swollen. Grrrrr! I’m…
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When is it too much?
Disclaimer: This post is not in relation to John & I. People need not worry. It’s just things I’ve thought about throughout the years… All people in relationships have that moment where they think, is it supposed to be like this? Is this too much work? Are we too different? Where is the line that marks an ok amount and too much? There is no such thing as easy in an relationship. Sometimes it feels like it. Sometimes it looks like it. But what people don’t seem to realize is that it only looks easy because of the amount of work that goes into it. For instance, let’s think about…
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Took my breath away
Today I had a moment. A big moment. Almost life altering, but not quite. It just struck me. In the most inopportune time too. We went and sang at the Veteran’s Health Unit today. It was awesome. They really seemed to like it (they being the residents). But afterwards we had a tour and met some of the residents that couldn’t/didn’t come out to the ‘mini’ concert. We were in one man’s room and he was such a kind soul. A happy soul. I could feel it from the moment we walked into the room. He somehow held me captivated. He was sad he missed the show so we sang…