Inside My Head (Don't forget your helmet)

Ugh, I suck. But I have a really good reason for my absence, some of which I'll get into below. But first...today's song of the day: This song reminds me so much of my husband, for many reasons. Mostly for these lyrics: "They dedicate their lives, to running all of his. He tries to please them all, this bitter man he is. Throughout his life of sin, he's battled constantly. This fight he cannot win, a tired man they see." Ooh, the shade. That was early on in our relationship though. I feel that God has blessed (cursed?) him with a strong woman and now he only has to please me, ha! Not really thought. I make it my business to ensure that no one takes advantage of my husband, relatives be damned. Luckily, I don't need to be liked by everyone, so it's no skin off my back to make a few enemies here and there. We just have to be cordial to each other and it's all good. None of this comes for any particular reason, things are pretty good right now. It...

on the pop thing referenced on my last post. I have had pop since I wrote it, but that all stops now, for real, for real. No more pop for me...my short-term goal is to make it through the rest of May and we'll see how it goes. But realistically, my actual goal is to eliminate pop completely. We'll see and yes I'm rolling my eyes as I type that. Maybe on special occasions like holidays or birthdays. Anyway, today's song of the day comes to us courtesy of Espinosa Paz. Yes, I'm apparently still on my Spanish music phase, which is fine by me. This song is currently on repeat. I posted the lyric video and not the actual video, since I'm actually  not a big fan of this guy, but I just happened to like this one song. So...the month of May is a little rough for me, as it's chock full of events. Mother's Day, then my mom's birthday AND my parent's wedding anniversary. Talk about being broke. But I am glad to report that this year's festivities were a...

Well, belated birthday, anyway. Today's song of the day is the following: I've been listening to this non stop all morning. And even though the song is called "Llora", I'm in a pretty good mood. The reason I'm listening to this is because I am working on Big Momma's Mother's Day present. She used to own this tape and would listen to it non-stop every Saturday morning as she was cleaning. This is the soundtrack of her nagging at me to put the book down and help her clean. Ahh, memories. I love Spanish music, so not only do I remember it because she used to listen to it, but because I truly enjoyed it. So last year sometime, she asked me if I could find the CD for her. Unfortunately, it seems to be out of circulation. There's one on amazon for $600. After I finished cracking up at the ridiculousness of that price, I decided to make it for her myself. As I was working on gathering the songs, I came across this one and remembered it as one of my favori...

...My Birthday! That's right, it's my birthday month! And one of my (many) flaws it that I am one of those birthday whores. I am BIG on birthdays. But not just mine, I enjoy celebrating my loved one's bdays to the extreme, so is it wrong that I expect the same in return? I try not to be obnoxious about it, but I'm not always successful.  Luckily, my husband plays along and enjoys making a big deal out of my birthday (or at least he acts like it). He actually kicked things off yesterday and surprised me with tickets to go see Matilda the musical, which is actually one of my favorite childhood books. We left work early and headed downtown to eat at one of my favorite places from when I used to work around the area. Then we did a little shopping (I have a baby shower and a wedding this weekend) and headed to the show after. It was a really nice evening and definitely out of the norm for us since it was a Thursday. We're an old couple, preferring to stay in during the w...

No reason for this title, other than that's the song I'm currently listening to: Eres Tu - Carla Morrison Ando medio romanticona y melancolica pues, ja ja ja. Sera porque estoy extrañando a mis padres, que se fueron de vacaciones sin mi. Oh well...can't go to all the trips, I guess.  Speaking of trips, I'm heading to Denver next month for my birthday. Ha, yeah right, more like for work, but I'll take it. It's conference time and I've been given the opportunity to go again this year, only this time it's not somewhere as exciting as New Orleans, but hey, I'm not complaining. Especially since this time, I'm taking my husband with me. My boss was the one that gave me the idea, she said plenty of people take someone with them and just hang out with them after their daytime sessions. Sounds good to me. So we're both headed to Denver and I guess it's technically for work but we can definitely kick off my birthday festivities in the evening. I...

The "lamest" things excite me.  This weekend, it was one of the lamest ones I could think of. I'm almost ashamed to admit it.  My husband and I got a Costco membership. I bought it online and we made plans to go redeem it Saturday morning, to avoid the crowds.  Friday night, I swear to you, I couldn't sleep from the excitement. You could've sworn I was going on vacation or something.  It was our first time going to Costco to shop for ourselves. I have been to one before, but I was there with the company card, buying some desserts for a Christmas party, trying to avoid the crazy ass crowd, so I don't count that experience.  This time my visit was for leisure. I had a list in hand, plans in my mind, and money in the bank, so we were ready.  I woke up all by myself, no alarm needed and was downstairs and ready to go before my husband, which is not the norm for me.  We headed out there and it was everything we wanted it to be. All the things we could need,...

So I have a confession to make. A dirty, dark secret to tell. I won't even go into too much detail because of the shame. Sooo...I had access to the password for the email of someone I highly disliked. For a while now, I've been checking it randomly, and being gleeful when things seemed to not be going this persons way. Yes, I know, total invasion of privacy, I'm a bad person. I feel bad admitting it, but had this person not changed their password today, you better believe I would still be checking it. It's like the end of an era. Part of me feels a little sad that I will no longer be "in the know." Another part of me feels like I should've stopped checking that email a long time ago and this will be healthy for me. But this person's life is such a clusterfuck that it's so entertaining to read about the disasters going on. It's never anything life threatening, I wouldn't go as far as gaining joy from someone's misery to that extent. But ...