Am I Doing This Right?

This is ridiculous. Never thought I’d have a blog, but I’ve got a netbook now, so it feels

like the thing to do. I have Marlboro and Blake’s dad’s wild west trivia knowledge to

thank for the netbook. It’s a Samsung, and it’s pretty spiffy. Especially for being free.

I was a little worried when it showed up via UPS a couple days ago in a rather battered looking box...

...but everything turned out to be just fine.

I guess having a blog isn’t too much of a stretch for me. Most of my life I was a fairly

devoted journal-keeper. It mostly documented my neuroses, and I expect this won’t be

very different. I recently started trying to keep a journal again, but I find my hand lacks

the stamina it once had. It starts to cramp up fairly quickly and then I lose interest. The

carpal tunnel that this will inevitably create is still a ways off, so I should be fine for now.

I will turn 29 (for the first, but probably not for the last time) in only 4 days. It’s

creepy, and I don’t care for it. I never really thought I’d worry too much about aging,

I had never been particularly vain, but I realize more and more everyday that I am my

mother’s daughter. She started using anti-wrinkle creams and the like when she was

about 27. I started two weeks ago. Hopefully I’m not too late…

I started a new vegan regimen about a week and a half/two weeks ago. It’s mostly for

selfish reasons. Mainly for weight loss and possible increased lifespan, but I have, in

all honesty, felt kinda bad about eating poor little animals my whole life. I really like

animals. A lot. I cry almost uncontrollably if I don’t switch the channel in time when

one of those damn SPCA commercials with that frigging Sarah McLachlan song in the

background comes on. So this does make me feel a little better in that respect as well. I

also like all of the “paraphernalia” involved (same reason I tried to be Catholic for the

longest time; I just loved all the stuff!). We went to Whole Foods last week and I got

to buy all kinds of foofy vegan crap.

I’m enjoying it so far, and Blake is making an admirable attempt to go along with it. I’ve made vegan pizza twice in the last week, and he’s gobbled it up without complaint both times. Hopefully this will excel the process of finally shedding these last 30 or so pounds that I’m trying to get rid of once and for all.

I am soooo ready for spring! I couldn't resist these primroses I saw at the grocery store

the other day.

I feel like this blog should have some sort of focus or something, but I’m at a bit of a loss. I hate to be just completely self-indulgent, but I don’t have any kids, not even pets for that matter.  Blake probably wouldn’t really appreciate me rattling on and on about his daily activities.  My new found veganism?  Dealing with panic attacks? My latest exercise regimen?  Work (pffffttt…)? I reckon this whole thing is just going to have to encompass all of those things and try to be as un-obnoxious as possible.  I’ll do my best! :)