Harem Pant Leggings!!!

Been MIA for a bit, but coming on here to start doing a "Few of my favorite things" on things that make me happy.  I've been finding myself more these days, and wanted to share that with you while I take this journey of self realization/self worth to a level I have not yet found, but want to get to.

So I've been getting more into the whole "down with pants" phase and have been looking for something to wear other than my bulky SO not flattering sweats, and something that I can wear that's comfortable not only at the gym, but at home doing yoga, or just lounging around wherever.  Comfort is a plus, something that's not going to fall off my butt, something that can hang with my curves, and not feel like I've got a permanent muffin top or stuffed sausage look.  Of course you see the adds on facebook on the side of the page for clothing, so my eye caught a company called Thai Harem Pants with an image of a woman in flowy, really cool patterned pants.  So I checked out the website: https://www.harempants.com/

I'm flipping through the pictures of cotton pants, fisherman pants, low cut harem pants, then I see the leggings.  The picture shows tie dye, as I am a HUGE fan.  So I figured I might as well check them out and see what happens.  I came across these lovelies and I was in love!

But they were out of stock!!! ARG.  Thank you for having a "Notify me when this becomes available" link, and within I think it was about a week or 2 these were available.  They were reasonable at $22 for a pair, with just under $5 for shipping.  It took about 2 weeks to get them, the website says it takes about 2-3 weeks with Thai Post Airmail, and 3-4 days with Express Courier.  No worries, it came quicker than I thought it would and I actually did a little happy dance when I found them in my mailbox after work one day!

I am truly a happy camper and will definitely be checking out more of the different patterns/styles of pants on this website.  Let me know of any pants/leggings that you've purchased that make you happy? I'm always up for looking at new styles and companies.

Official Sucky Blogger

So I have learned that I officially SUCK at being a blogger.  That, and Facebook seems to be the biggest time suck around....and where all creative differences, pictures of food, and videos of cats playing for hours on end become the staple of what society decides is everything you need to know.  I have decided that I spend more time on Facebook than I do with pretty much anything relevant in my life....and that is sad. I'm not saying Facebook is a bad thing, it's just a TOO MUCH thing.  I used to use THIS page as a venting board, now I get to post it where my hundreds of friends can see the first tomato I pulled from my garden, a video of ripping down walls with a sea of termite debris, my latest culinary creation or fail, stories of my commuting on the train to work on a daily basis...  You lose touch with things, with your surroundings,  with what's important.  Where everything is social media based and ideas get twisted, and no one checks the facts anymore, and you can have fans one minute, then death threats the next because you didn't feed the homeless guy the street, where people show their true colors while hiding behind what they think is their own little perfect corner of cyberspace.

It's scary.  It's downright terrifying how we've become obsessed with posting the perfect "selfie", looking like we're having the best time, that everything is honkey dorey, and we want to show the world that we've got our shit together.  Guess what, that is 75% NOT the case (don't quote me on that, I'm just pulling this number out of the air).  People are losing their jobs, their houses, their lives, their children, their sanity, their individuality, their safety....and we post it up on Facebook for the world to see how we're not about to lose it and go apeshit and that everything will get better.

Does it?

Sometimes.

Sometimes not.

Not trying to be the Debbie Downer, a lot has gone on in the world and in my life since I've last written.  Not everything is rainbows and unicorns farting sprinkles and LIVE LAUGH LOVE and happy happy joy joy.  Things happen.  People happen.  Situations happen.  Things change.  I've changed.  And I'm hoping to use this page to find that person I used to be because I've lost her.  I lost her a long time ago, but I've just realized that I miss her dearly and I need to bring her back or else I will not survive in this life anymore.  So that means that some of my new posts may not be comfortable to read because I'M not comfortable to read anymore.  No, I'm not suicidal, unless you call downing a quart of Chocolate Peanut Butter Ice Cream from Baskin Robbins death by chocolate...again...I need to find my voice and I was able to maintain that when I used to write stuff out and sort it out and find out who I used to be.  I will still swear like a motherfucker, that will not change, and I don't claim to be a lady even though I technically have the parts, so sorry, this is not your Mother's blog.  I'm beyond the prim and proper shit, so get used to me sounding like an 80 year old man screaming at the kids to "Get off my lawn...."

If you're reading this, thank you, and if you're not, I hope you're doing something at least constructive or spending time with someone amazing who makes you feel amazing because everyone deserves that.  And with that, I've spend WAY too much time on this from work and would rather not get fired.  So with that I bid you adieu until I can find this page again to post up what's ticking inside for what's a day in the life of....me.

How time flies....when you're not having fun...

Apparently I feel the need to write what, every 6 months or so? So yeah, it's May, coming up upon the 2nd Anniversary of marriage bliss to Loverboy, and still with a house that looks like it was hit by a tornado (though I shouldn't joke, we've actually got tornado watches going on right about now), and the bathroom is actually pretty usable, though not yet finished...I think that was the middle name of Loverboy: Lover "won't quite finish anything I come into contact with my Bob Villa type fix its" Boy. Yup, nothing is finished, yet everything has been stared. However MAJOR changes have been in the works...though nothing so recent (been working tons, so haven't been home much to actually spew what's been going out here on this blog oh mine).
So the bathroom is almost done....just need to finish the walls, finish the sink counter, and put the closet in once we get the floor done. If you may have seen in previous pics, we had a big hole in the floor for putting in concrete footers to support the roof. Well, we've lost just a little bit more of the floor... yup, we have a partial floor...that you need to walk across with planks (I feel like I should be on a pirate ship leaping to my death to a swarm of hungry sharks)...Yup, those are boards going across nothingness...and all I wanted for Christmas and my birthday was to get the friggin' couch back in the house...alas my prayers were NOT answered.Yeah, how great is this? We even have planks that go to the bathroom!

Though I must admit the bathroom is looking sassy...and I swear is now worth more than the house itself. So we'll see what happens this summer.

Other than that, had issues were Loverboy and I almost parted ways...well, I almost parted ways, Loverboy is one of those men type who don't get that their woman is unhappy, and life is like is a bowl of cherries, or some shit like that. I was indeed on the verge of leaving loverboy, this hell house, and the southern suburbs of Chicagoland to find something actually sane and just had a floor. I was so tired of living in the bedroom while tard boy spent his days doing anything BUT work on our "home" (just because it's a house does NOT mean it is automatically a home). After much discussions and loads of crying (which I kick myself for...I've becoming a freakin emotional mess since meeting the man I'm supposed to spend the rest of my life with), we came to an understanding that we need more communication and help from each other...him with the zillions of things needed to be done with the house, and me with some attention and housework when I'm not working my 60-80 hour weeks (yeah, got second job, so now I'm gone from the house even more now!).

What else is going on...that's about it. Job is good, aside from having dirty old men telling me they want to help my husband do unmentionable things to me (seriously?), old ladies screaming at me because the think I have no idea what I'm talking about (a heat pack is NOT a pain medication patch and you do NOT pick it up from behind the counter...that's not what over the counter means...), and clients sitting on the floor and shitting on the carpet...I commend all those who join me in doing CNA work, nursing, and home healthcare...

What else...I'll be getting my garden in soon, hopefully, but not today...tornado warnings put a damper on that. Though I am excited to add a second 4x8 foot raised bed to the mix and have more homegrown deliciousness (I'm talking veggies here...though that could be taken out of context SO easily...) and less cash on grocery stores and farmers markets (they're just starting this month at a lot of locations by me, and I go a little overboard with helping the local markets, but need to seriously tone down the cash spending), plus eating healthier and losing my so called pouch of a gut (also known as my "joey"...I'm waiting for a kangaroo to come out and prove that it's not my fault that it's there).

So that's that for now...6 months, geez, I was shocked when it was 2011, let alone almost halfway through the year!!! So lets see what happens with the house. The new rule is that if I don't have the couch back here by Christmas of 2011, then I will leave this house, leave Loverboy, and start the New Year out on my own...so let's see what happens.