so it's been awhile. I find myself saying that quite often these days. I guess the bottom line is that my life just isn't.that.interesting. It's funny though, cause when I do have something to say I really have something to say but the times in between are just that. The times in between.
Tonight hubby went to bed really early and for some reason, that just makes me stay up even later. I suppose because he's usually the one that makes me go to bed. He's always wanting more sleep, as I am, but the night owl in me always gets the best. So, when he goes to bed early it's like my free pass to stay up way later than I should and not "be in trouble" for it. Not that I'm ever really "in trouble", it's just that we like to go to bed together. Don't get any ideas though, it's not at all, most of the time, for the dirty adult reason that one would expect. It's just cause that's what we do and its nice to climb into bed and spend those last waking moments with the one that you love. Simple as that.
So, in my time using my free pass tonight I spent a while looking at the blogs that I heart and then hopping on myspace and then facebook. Facebook has a thing, new to me, that tells you, based upon the information you provided who you might know. I thought, oh, interesting. Wrong. Clicked on the link, and they were right, they are all, 100% people that I know, or used to know for that matter. Mainly old girlfriends. Not a single one of them is one that I think I wish to know now however.
I don't regret my decisions. I don't. But they make me different, they make me hide from those that I knew long ago. Mainly in the way that I look. I suppose that's why I can be free and post pictures of the here and now on here, my blog... because you all didn't know me, with the exception of one, two counting hubby, and you all just don't know any better. Not only that but I've not yet come across a blog that I care to read in which I've thought, 'if I comment, if they know I'm here they will think I'm fat'. 'They will think I'm ugly'. You all just aren't that type, now are you? (If you are, please leave). Even better yet, you didn't know me, the young, rested looking Lisa (did you even know my name?). You all didn't know me, the skinny, fit Lisa of years ago. The Lisa before life became beautiful and I met my hubby and had Ashley. It's just that. My life became beautiful but yet, I hide from those that might remember the old me, not know the new/different me and might look and say, 'wow, she's put on some weight' or 'did you see Lisa, she's fat'.
In response to that I'd probably say "well duh, you dumbass" but I know, it would hurt my feelings, even if I didn't know and of course no one would think that and actually say it, well I would hope not, but still, I don't even want to give those an opportunity to think it. I looked for a picture of me to update those above referred pages but pictures of me are few and far between because I love to be the one to harass others with the camera and the ones that are between the few and far between are just.plain.bad. Cheese and Peas, I look like shit. Do I really walk around like that all that time or do I just somehow break and morph the camera every time we two come in contact?
I think I've had this discussion a dozen million times with myself. The one in which I will get up earlier, fix my hair a little better and apply makeup in front of a mirror on the wall rather that the one attached to the visor in my car. Yup folks, I'm the lady you passed the other day putting mascara and lipstick on in her rearview mirror. I've had the conversation with myself in which I will be hot when hubby comes home and he will look at me and think wow, she's hot, but truly, most evenings, by the time he gets home from work I'm already worn out and used up the rest of the way, wearing pajamas (and I don't mean the sexy kind) because who can bear to wear those clothes a second longer? Funny, he loves me anyways.
So, that's it. They.just.don't.matter. I need not worry or give a care but maybe it wouldn't do harm to use that mirror on the wall rather than the one in the car. Love you all. Happy Thursday!
2 comments:
Lisa huh? Ok iffin you say so. Anywho, what's this babble about looks. Cmon, folks like me likin reading your blog cause you are cleaver, smart and are fun and funny (lookin. JUST KIDDIN). Heck if you could see photos of my young self and now, there is a good 60-70 lb difference. SO! Heck I am in perfect shape, I'm round! I'm ok with that, you should be too.
oh, post more, this twice a month stuff..sheesh, then again I should talk....I take it all back
Girrrl you'z is crazy! I think your P.H.A.T.(Pretty, Hot, And, Tempting) yeah you know it! Seriously, you know I can't keep my hands off you, who cares what other might think. I promise you when we are in our 80's and your bobbies are dragging on the floor I'll be there to pick them up! :)
Love ya lots!
xoxo
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