Monday, March 19, 2012


 I'm sorry for being the lamest blogger ever lately. I'm back from Spring Break, so there are no more fantastic beach scenes to be making you jealous with...just regular old me. With a bad case of writer's block. Still. Look at these March stats-- I've blogged like three times?? Sheesh. That's just disgraceful.

To tell you the truth, we had a nice portion of adoption-related drama this past weekend. I've thought about going into it, or at least going into the emotional side of it, but I just can't. Not yet. I'm over it, but I'm not. It was really sad, but then again, I'm used to being sad. I just haven't totally processed it yet, so instead of working on that, I'm focusing on escaping. Because that's the healthy thing to do.

Losing myself in The Hunger Games again (both by re-reading the trilogy, getting Matt to read it, and then convincing him to play made-up games-based-on-the-hunger-games in the park with me, including but not limited to practicing throwing spears (sticks) and throwing imaginary nests of tracker jackers at each other). Spending a good deal of time watching/thinking about/reading commentary on/discussing last night's Walking Dead finale. Obviously, having a long discussion about whether I'd rather actually be stuck in a real Hunger Game or in a post-apocolyptic world overrun with zombies a la Walking Dead (answer: Hunger Games, a million times over). Discussing whether a zombie or a muttation would win in a fight. ARE YOU AMAZED AT HOW RIDICULOUSLY LAME MY LIFE IS RIGHT NOW? But I'm losing myself in these silly pretend worlds because it's easier than facing my own right now.

I do have something exciting coming up on Wednesday, but I'm also not at liberty to talk about that. But at least it's something with the potential to bring excitement to life. Or it could be nothing. Which would be sad. But at least the Hunger Games movie comes out this weekend, which will make me happy times infinity.

 This is a pathetic attempt at writing. Therefore I shall commence with the ultimate cop-out: filling out an A-Z survey. My valiant effort at doing something other than thinking about zombies and dystopian societies.

A is for age: 29
B is for breakfast today: coffee, a bagel thin with cream cheese, and a green smoothie
C is for currently craving: another Hunger Games re-read?
D is for dinner tonight: lasagna (it was Stouffer's, don't get too impressed) and grilled asparagus
E is for favorite type of exercise: ZUMBA!!!!!!!
F is for an irrational fear: I'm pretty sure my most widely-agreed-upon-as-'irrational' fears are birds and hotels
G is for gross food: mushrooms
H is for hometown: Martinez, Ga
I is for something important: taking your allergy medicine. Which I forgot to do today.
J is for current favorite jam: I'm unsure whether 'jam' is referring to a song or a type of jelly. And I don't really have a good answer for either.
K is for kids: right.
L is for current location: on my couch in my living room
M is for the most recent way you spent money: at the grocery store last night
N is for something you need: a baby and to win the lottery
O is for occupation: don't really want to share my exact job title, but I work with at-risk pre-k students on early literacy skills
P is for pet peeve: life
Q is for a quote:"Better not give in to it. It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart." Mockingjay
R is for random fact about you: I can only set my alarm for times that end in the numbers 1, 3, 7, or 9 (with 3 and 7 being highly preferable, but 1 and 9 acceptable). As in, 6:07 or 8:31. Never an even number or a 5. I've been like this for as long as I can remember and I have no idea why. But it would definitely stress me out if I tried to do it the 'wrong' way.
S is for favorite healthy snack: raw veggies in hummus
T is for favorite treat: something with chocolate and peanut butter
U is for something that makes you unique: my extremely excessively long fingers?
V is for favorite vegetable: tomatoes, squash, avocado, asparagus, peppers...most of them, really.
W is for today’s workout: Zumba Toning
X is for X-rays you’ve had: knee, spine, chest, elbow, uterus
Y is for yesterday’s highlight:
playing Hunger Games in the park, then watching the Walking Dead season finale
Z is for your time zone:Eastern

While this did fulfill the objective of passing time, it did NOT effectively keep me from thinking about HG, since I spent a good 30 minutes trying to find a good quote. Not to imply that it took that long to find ANY good quote-- I just have difficulties narrowing things down. And making choices. In general.

Le sigh. Goodnight. 


  1. Your thoughts on "J" made me laugh out loud!! Sorry you are sad :(

  2. Hmm... it's good to "hear" from you again, but I'm bummed that your weekend was drama-filled :( hoping the exciting thing happening on Wednesday makes the week much better!

  3. Hope your week just gets better from here:) Kudos to you for writing despite the writer's block...that is hard to do!

  4. I'm glad you are back :) I'm not sure what your adoption emotions are, but I know that when our counselor told us it was a roller coaster, she wasn't kidding. I will say a little prayer for you, and know that you aren't alone in whatever you are feeling. I've found a lot of solace in the blog "Production not Reproduction". It's a blog forum of adopted parents, adoptee's and birthmothers. I love it and have found so much to learn and love about adoption there.

  5. I have a killer receipe (and by "I" we know I mean pinterest: reese cup trifle) for a chocolate and peanut butter trifle...its totally easy and will OVERWHELM you with all the chocolately peanut-butterness.

  6. I know you want to keep certain things private, but I really think it would have been ok to tell people that the thing you're so excited about is having lunch with me on Wednesday. =)

    And despite your quotation marks, I think that with a little more info, most people would definitely consider those fears to be irrational. No quotes necessary.

  7. ((HUGS)) The rollercoaster of adoption is wild and wacky. BTDT! Hang in there!


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