work, sleep, movies, read, scrap, laundry.
And now you know why I've not blogged in months. Boring.
Well, now that I give it some thought, that's not true. One of my best friends gave birth to her gorgeous baby girl and she's the cutest little thing. In my line of work I've seen some really ugly babies, so I have the expertise and authority to deem Miranda a beautiful baby. And it's all thanks to the "Don't Have Ugly Babies" gum that I gave her momma while she was pg. You can all thank me now.
Christmas was nice. Spent it at my sister's with her family like a proper spinster. I spoiled the kids worse than ever this year. But it was so hugely entertaining to watch them rip open their gifts and really be excited about what I'd gotten them. I would hate to give them a crap gift, like socks and underwear, and see them make The Face. I'm sure that Christmas will come eventually, but right now I'm still their cool Tia With the Awesome Gifts. Sure, it's buying their love, but I'd like to think they love me for the non-material stuff too. Things like sticking up for my niece when my sister insists she take Spanish class instead of Choir next year...encouraging my nephew to fess up to things he's messed up because I remember well my sister's wrath from my own childhood...appreciating my younger nephew's finger painting and displaying his art on my fridge. And I know they love me because they get sad everytime I leave their house and they each tell me I can spend the night in their rooms so I don't have to drive home so late. And the middle one always makes me hot chocolate and cookies. And the little dude runs out to my car and gives me a running-jump-hug when I get there. Ahh, they're good kids.
Anyway, what are my latest spinster musings? None really. A few weeks ago I had the idea that I wanted to start dating again. I realized that I missed the cuddling, the laughing, the back rubs, the phone calls. Yup, I was this close to putting myself out there. Then a few people, who'd previously been so hopeful of my "finding someone," encouraged me not to within days of each other. So I thought that was a sign that now isn't the time. And, I think I'm still sulking at the fact that every one of my ex's is now married, even the ugly one. And a sulky me is not an attractive me.
For the first time in my life, someone called me fat, within my hearing anyway. That was disconcerting to say the least. Did I mention that I'd gained 13 lbs in the last year? Not sure how that happened but I was quite astonished when I weighed myself last month. I've been watching what I eat and exercising religiously, and by religiously I mean like twice but it must be working because I've lost 6 lbs already. Not too shabby. Maybe tomorrow I'll work out again.
Oh, and how could I forget to mention that I'll soon reach an important milestone, turing THIRTY. How in God's name did all those years fly by so quickly? In many ways I still feel like I'm 20. Maybe I just WISH that I was 20 again. The things I'd do differently. Ahh, well, spilt milk. Anyway, I don't have any really big plans. I would love to go on an adventure, maybe go to Ireland alone since I've always wanted to go there and I've never been on vacation alone. But truth be told I'm trying to pay bills off and save for a real beach vacation this summer. Haven't been on one of those in a couple of years.
And now I have nothing else to say. Hmm, maybe that's why I'm single.