Mustaches and Other Strange Household Conversations.

Me: I need to go get a pedicure and have my mustache situation taken care of.

Hubbers: What mustache situation?

Me: This one (touching my upper lip). I'm starting to look like Tom Selleck.

Hubbers: Or Willford Brimley. 

Me: NO! (I smack Hubbers at this point to make certain I have driven my point home)Tom Selleck.  I get to pick the person for my mustache analogy and I want to pick someone who was hot when I was a kid. So, that person is Tom Sellack, NOT Willford Brimely

Hubbers: I was thinking Willford Brimely because his mustache was bushier and I was being ironic because you actually do not have a mustache.

Me:  Your irony is lost on me good sir!

Hubbers:  You know, Tom Selleck has aged well. 

Me: I know(rolling eyes), that is why I picked him

Hubbers:  for your mustache analogy....

Me: (insert heavy put upon sigh here) Yes.  I mean he is no Gregory Harrison, but he is doing okay. 

Hubbers:  You're going to blog about this now, aren't you. 

Me: Hell yes. That okay?

Hubbers:  Sure.  I'm not the one with the crazy faux mustache.

Don't Worry. I'm Still Here and I'm Still Weird

I have not updated my blog ins months at this point.  There is no real reason for that, except that this blog has always been very much fueled by my angst.  Whether it was angst at having PPD, or angst with my weight issues, or personal issues......angst was always at that core of what drove this blog.  Well over the past 6-8 months I have lost my angst and this is a good thing, don't get me wrong.  Being happy is a way better thing then not being happy.  For those people who have not tried or are perpetually unhappy might I suggest you give it a whirl, cuz it rocks the Casbah.  Well, right about now you might be saying to yourself, 'Amy, how the fuck do I go about being happy?'  That gentle reader is not something I can tell you really.  Your path to happiness is yours alone and no one else can really even guide you along that path.  You have to go it alone, or you will never go it, at all.  I can only tell you about what I have done to attain happiness. 

First:  I stopped giving a shit about ANYONE, other than myself and my kids.  So now I do pretty much was Amy, The K-Man and The Deedle want and need.  Please don't feel bad for Hubbers because a happy wife makes for a happy husband.  He just sets around and smiles...or maybe he has had a stroke. 

Second:  I started exercising.  I know this sounds hackneyed at this point, but dammit this shit is better than Prozac.  I start to feel overwhelmed or pissed off and I just got a run or a walk.  Best damn thing ever.  I highly recommend. 

Third: I took control of my eating habits.  I eat more of what my body needs and less of what my sadness wants.  I limit eating out and I rarely participate in any social outings that revolve around food.  It just makes life easier. 

Fourth:  I stopped giving a shit about ANYONE, other than myself and my kids...No this one is so damn good, I had to say it again.  Come one moms, we put everyone else first and this is our nature.  But we need to start putting ourselves first if we are going to be able to take care of everyone else. 

And then blog about it.  Either you'll feel better or you'll piss off eveyone else, which also feels good.