I got nothing, but I'm trying for something

I don’t like “neglecting” my blog. I don’t like it being a ghost town with zero new posts, but what I feel is even worse is when people (I) have nothing to say and post nonsense. I mean I am guilty of posting nonsense, but lately I haven’t even had nonsense to write about. I got nothing, so I am just going to keep typing until maybe nothing turns into something.

This week I have been mourning the loss of Mr. C Grey. I mean for real. I finished book 3 on Friday and now I have nothing to read. Since I lent my first book to a friend I for real started reading book 2 (again). I have NEVER EVER read a book more than one time before- I never saw the point. Fifty Shades of Grey- I see the point. I need rehab to get away from this book. It consumes my mind and I want more Mr. Grey. E L James damn you for not writing more.

This week has been full of obsessions- aside from my sick sick need for more Grey I also have stumbled upon a new food obsession. Last Friday I had Chick-fil-A, I don’t eat there often because honestly I always seem to forget it exists, but I went there and got a chicken salad sandwich, fruit, and a diet dr. pepper, and people I am in love. I have had that meal every day since Friday with the exception of Sunday when they were closed. I tried to recreate the meal at Panera and failed.

I lost 7lbs. I mean I’m not jumping for joy or anything, but I am patting myself on the back, actually no, that seems like too much work- more like I am smiling on the inside. It has been surprisingly easy to make better choices because my body isn’t craving anything that isn’t my Chick-fil-A meal (which has a once a day limit- too bad they don’t deliver).

I got O&G’s memory books out yesterday. I haven’t updated them since December, so I felt like I needed to get on it since the school year is only days away from ending and I was tired of the piles of paper on the desk and on the stairs. I miss them being little little. I looked at those pages over and over. Smiling at their cute tiny little faces (that I didn’t realize were so tiny when they were that age). I’m so glad my Mom started memory books when I was a kid so I could do it for O&G. So many things I have forgotten. It was good to remember, but also made me sad that they are growing and wanting independence that I don’t always want to offer them. I need them to need me.

My husband got me personalized plates for Mother’s Day (for my SUV) and they are starting to grow on me. I am still feeling guilty for how I reacted to the gift. I know he put in a lot of thought. Every day I like them more, but mostly because it makes me think of him.

Olivia judged my other Mother’s Day gift. Tory Burch flip flops. 2^nd pair. She kind of told me that $50 was too much money to spend on sandals. I kinda told her they were worth it. I hope that doesn’t come back and bite me in the ass when she wants designer things at 16.

Whelp that’s all I got. Just a bunch of ramblings that never amounted to anything that was really worth a post, but at least I feel like I wasn’t neglecting my little slice of the internet.

Happy Hump Day Ya’ll ß------- I wish I could pull of cool words like that. Maybe in another life.