No Netflix August!!

So lately, I've noticed I haven't done anything. Seriously, anything.

I come home from work, turn on the computer, pee, change into comfy clothes, sit down in front of the computer with a master plan of editing some 20,553 photos I have on my computer, reorganizing bookmarks, and blogging. What I do is sit down, watch Netflix while doing a few other things (mainly tinkering) and nothing else. I'll even skip dinner if I lose track of time. So I've come up with a plan and rules to this plan...and this plan is called "No Netflix August."

I've been gone for a bit

I haven't felt like blogging lately. In fact, I haven't felt like doing much at all. I have a few things going on and I can usually deal with a few things, but it's usually one thing that happens to be the straw that breaks the camels back.

I officially hate Avenue

I  was hoping to find a new dress for a family reunion that went on a few weeks ago. I wanted to look nice and feminine, but casual, etc. So I went to a different Avenue that I haven't shopped at before, thinking this one would have more/better choices because it's bigger than the one I usually go to. This time, I didn't leave pissed, I left sad and ended up crying on the way home.

Fancy with my bestie

I kinda have picky tastes when it comes to clothing and I find that most pieces I crave...are in skinny sizes. :(
So a few months ago when I saw that Lane Bryant had a Perfect Gentleman tee, I booked it over there in desperate hopes that I would, too, be fancy. And now I am.

So one of my fears that I want to get over is being in front of the camera and I have a bestie, Joey @ Pretty, Nerdy Girl, who finally caved to taking photos of me, after months of me badgering her. I feel our day went well, which included food, a walk and many hours together. Times were good. And now on to my favorite tee!!!!

Online dating gives me this face...

I'm sitting at my computer, excitedly typing a response to a cute guy who's just asked me what I like to do for fun. Just then, another 2 messages roll in telling me how cute I am and what I'm expecting from the site. I respond to them right away, smiling and expecting something sweet in return, but instead get the "lets txt" and "u lik big cock?" I return to the guy who said I was cute and find a message that asks if I have big....girly bits (not the top ones).

Feature: An adorable mashup!!

October last year (2013), I had a date planned with a man I met online. We lived 4hrs away from each other, but agreed to meet in the middle, which was Monterey Bay, CA. I was SUPER excited....the date was horrible. A total disappointment, I was determined to find something adorable before leaving Monterey: enter Target. I shopped at Target for a bit and found this skirt, which I haven't really worn often.

Sooo I have this nifty friend, Pretty Nerdy Girl, who agreed to take some photos of me for my blog and one of my fears.

Dear Avenue....

....What the Fuck? Seriously...what...the...fuck.

This pretty much sums up my shopping experience here.

Do I Deserve to Date?

I've been in kind of a funk lately and it's all had to do with dating.

I've tried online dating a few times and had a few successes, though mostly bombs; but isn't that what dating is all about? Anyway, I haven't tried online dating (or any dating) for almost a year and I'm getting a little antsy. See, as I'm getting older, I'm noticing more people getting into relationships and doing things like going on vacations, getting married, going on adventures, having babies, all those awesome things that come with coupling up...and I want that. I know it's "bad" to want to be in a relationship, but is it really? IS it? So I want to try, but one major thing is stopping me: Do I deserve to be in a relationship?

Conquer Your Fears #2

So I've been meaning to do this blog post for a few weeks...and then made excuses.
"I want a specific set up." (true)
"My room is freakin' messy." (true)
"We had a death in the family so I'm a bit sad." (true)
"I'm having issues with my friends and school...so I'm a bit sad." (true)
"The lighting is wrong."
"I'm eating a cookie."
"I'm drinking too much so it won't be good."

Fat Shaming?

I found this brief article via Pinterest about Fat Shaming that asks the question why people feel the need to poke fun at and take photos of fat people. Well, probably fat women (let's keep it real, it's more socially acceptable to be over weight as a man, than a woman...that's not to say that some men aren't treated poorly because of their size).

I gotta admit...I cant' stand the phrase "fat shaming."