“I could care LESS about the Olympics. And I’m Canadian. LIVING IN VANCOUVER” February 28, 2010
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Oh hiiiii
Remember me? Yeah. I used to have a blog. You know, a place where I talked about stuff. And shared my innermost thoughts regarding big topics like string cheese and my love for The West Wing and J. Crew. And sometimes I swoooooned about a charming H.A.D. and sometimes I just talked about kids farting. I unintentionally took a blogging break. I needed time to live some life instead of just writing about it. And I’m glad I did. I feel excited to write again. I have oodles of things to say- about Spring and the Olympics and H.A.D. and vacations and how I unintentionally stole from airlines for years. I also have big thoughts regarding carnations. I know- you are on the VERY EDGE OF YOUR SEAT. Hopefully you are still there dear readers, I have missed you.
(And to the person who emailed the secret that is this week’s title, I just have one question: REEEEALLY?!)
Here’s this weeks The Secret Project Submissions! Remember if you have a secret you want to share anonymously- just email me!
1. I feel very conflicted that I’m seriously hoping and praying and crossing every part of my body possible that I’m not pregnant, while I have absolutely amazing friends out there going through amazingly stressful and long processes, hoping and praying to get pregnant…. If I could bottle up any fertility I have and share it with them, I would in a nanosecond.
2. I get incredibly sad when I see some of my favorite bloggers tweeting about how they are drinking alone. (I realize this one could cause aaallll sorts of drama… but it’s true. I wish they didn’t think that a bad day at work had to be “fixed” with a glass or three of wine.)
3. No one in my family knows that I’m taking antidepressants.
4. My MIL is ruining my marriage. She is rude, condescending, and malicious. My husband agrees, yet he’s a peacemaker and can’t bear to officially cut her off. I dream of the day she dies, so I can be free of the misery she brings to my life.
5. A friend from IRL started a blog recently and found out about Love Harder. I wonder if she saw me in the video? I hope not, she doesn’t know that I blog and I want to keep my blog friends to myself.
6. I had to book a date with our chosen wedding location because they were running out of weekends. We haven’t told anyone, but I guess this means that we’re engaged. It all seems so very anticlimactic.
7. I have just started to date exclusively (a first since my divorce) a younger man who may very well be the best match I’ve ever known. All my readers seem to look up to me now and people are starting to take my dating advice seriously. It feels slimy to gain credibility in this way but… I kind of like it.
8. I just ended a relationship with a guy I loved who was not really great for me, and since then I’ve been emotionally numb…until I kissed my old coworker the other night when we were drunk. I feel so guilty because he is married, however I think I feel even worse because I we genuinely both liked it. I should probably stop communicating with him all together, but we were close friends before this speaking daily with no flirting or inappropriate behavior.
Beyond 3 sentences because I have to get this out somewhere, but I have never, EVER done anything like this before. I feel such disdain for my behavior and have always looked down on people who hook up with married men/women. He has been there for me through many things and has just been my friend, we never joked around about us and there was really nothing inappropriate going on between us. I think we genuinely grew to have feelings for one another and that is the part of this that is driving me crazy…it wasn’t just physical. I don’t think I realized how I felt about him until we kissed. So inconvenient…I guess I’ll miss talking to him because I know what I have to do. I’m not so certain we can go back and move forward like this never happened, because he told me he feels something for me.
9. I told him we could be “friends with benefits” because there was no way I could feel romantic towards him, but the sex was good. He was relieved, because he felt the same way. Now I think I’m in love with him.
10. I’ve loved you since we were 12. the years we’ve hung out chatted about our lives most recently you were on a “break” and I was finally single. You wanted to hook up … I said No. It would have made me want you more, how I regret that decision. How long do I have to wait for your call?? For you to say your single and that you want to give it a shot. I’m impatiently waiting all the while stalking your Facebook for a relationship status change. It’s never going to happen is it or when it does it will kill me because it will say “Engaged”. I love you …. pick ME!!!
*Because someone just emailed me asking if Canada had it’s own leader February 20, 2010
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* I’m not kidding. People have also emailed me before asking if:
- Canada “celebrates Christmas”
- If people really lived in igloos
- How it felt to live in a country not involved in a war
- Who our President is
- If I get lonely (presumably because only 10 people live here. And we all wear plaid, drink beer and play hockey. Sigh, this is not true people, only in my dream world does such a country exist).
For those of you who dislike Canada (and sadly my twitter stream has had a few rather, unpleasant declarations- the Olympics really makes people nutty), just keep in mind- we are the country who created this:
You. Are. Welcome.
Blogging break officially over! Remember to email your secrets for The Secret Project at brandyismagic (at) gmail.com!
On BSG, Michael Bolton & a little team called the COLTS February 7, 2010
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One of the best reasons to have a blog (other than the free swag- I’m STILL WAITING FOR GAP TO START THROWING PARTIES FOR CANADIAN BLOGGERS- I’M JUST SAYING), is that it’s easy to see what you were doing one week ago, or one month ago or one year ago. You can simply just click in the archives and you will find your past feelings and thoughts and anecdotes perfectly preserved. You can hit a particular month and find out what was breaking your heart, how drunk you got on cheap wine at your friends party, what social causes were causing you to lose sleep. A blog is like a time capsule that you contribute to each time you hit ‘publish’. I love that.
I took this week off from blogging. I’m pretty sure the responsible thing to do is to let people know you are taking time off, rather than drop off the blogging universe and wake up to find a few dozen emails in your inbox asking “ARE YOU OKAY? WHAT’S GOING ON?”, because then you have to sheeplishly reply “I’m good, I’m just really hooked on BSG and have consumed so many non-fat, no whip white hot chocolates I’m in the sweetest coma ever”). But the blogging break is over and while sitting down to figure out what story or thought I just HAD TO SHARE, I started reading my archives. Specifically the Februarys of past. And I realized something (well two things- I was a hell of a lot funnier in the past, my funny gene is in hibernation), that many things have gotten better. And because I’m a list girl, and because after a week off I need to ease back into blogging and a list is the “just the tip” version of a great blog post, here it is:
5 Things That Have Gotten Better In The Past Year
1. I have a H.A.D. Cue the sap right at the start. I know, I’m ridiculous. Truth be told, I kind of had him at this time last year, but we were no where near where we are now. I’m pretty sure I was still in that stage where I peed my pants when I talked to him and then thought the best way to win him over would be to disagree with everything he said and say “ewwwwww!” everytime he made a gross joke. So, I basically was acting like a junior high girl with a great rack and a checking account at this time last year. Thankfully, H.A.D. is a patient man.
2. I have a job. One that I go to everyday. One where I sit at my own desk and fill the drawers with candy and extra shoes and bags of almonds (to pretend I’m healthy when I just want to eat the candy). Last February I was still subbing, and although in a hundred different ways, subbing made for better stories- I’m glad I have a job right now. (Italics meaning that I won’t have a job in the fall most likely, so I’m thankful for the one I have THIS SECOND).
3. I know what love is. For the record, I cringed typing that sentence, it sounds like it’s straight out of an 80′s power ballad featuring a Michael Bolton. Last year I wrote on what I thought love was. And although I agree with everything I said in the past, especially the idea of love meaning checking each other for lice- after everything that’s happened since last February, or let’s face it, last December, I just feel like I know a little more about what love is. And although I’d rather not have learned this lesson the way I did, I’m grateful that I’ve learned anything through this experience- and that I’m learning everything with someone I love. AWWWWWWWW. I swear. This sap is a sickness and I don’t have a cure. Feel free to club me back into sarcasm.
4. A little show called BATTLESTAR GALACTICA has been introduced to me. And for that alone, I have to say 2010 is rocking. Sure, I think Starbuck (or, as I like to call her, Starbucks- just to annoy HAD) is the most ANNOYING HUMAN ON THE PLANET AND 99% OF THE TIME THE ONLY REASON I’M SAD SHE’S NOT A CYCLON IS BECAUSE THEN THERE WOULD BE MORE VERSIONS OF HER TO WITNESS BEING LAME and that would cause me to drink heavily (even more heavily than Starbucks), the show is pretty genius. And has introduced me to the word ‘frack’. Which alone is 203,104 shades of awesome.
5. THE COLTS ARE IN THE SUPERBOWL. Please universe, let them win. I will be watching the game in my Colts jersey, wearing my colts toque, peeing my pants in less than four hours. I want this more than anything. I’d given Peyton my kidneys, if HAD already hadn’t offered his to him first. GO COLTS!
What’s better in your world this year?
Inspired by this.
