dear monday...yawn.

so pinterest is probably one of the best/worst things that has ever happened to the internet.  while it is so fantastic to be able to easily access amazing ideas, links, recipes, hair tips, household ideas, decor, fashion, etc in one place it is a black hole for time.  seriously.  my friends and i have a term for what happens when you get on pinterest.  you get sucked into what is known as a pinning vortex and before you know it, you've pinned 3 things you have to craft, 6 recipes you know that you are totally going to use for that next get together, countless outfits that you need to buy, a couple new hairstyles to try and an hour of your life is just gone.  it's kind of like when facebook was new.  maybe i just budget more time in my life to waste on facebook or something but it doesn't seem to take up as much time as pinterest does.  then again, i don't often find things on facebook that i feel like i need to try and get frustrated because there is no sewing machine at my desk.  i can pretty much read whatever article is posted right away or like the crap out of someone's meme immediately then move on with the rest of my day.  pinterest gets in my head and refuses to leave.


anyway, my rants today are actually kind of connected.  one of the things on pinterest that i find to be also very helpful is the many links to work out techniques, favorite work outs (that aren't running), etc.  so i'm slightly more than half way to twenty eight right now and i'm not mad about it.  however, this knowledge, coupled with the fact that i will be a bridesmaid twice in may of 2013, made me come to an important realization.  this clip from the sweetest thing is so true.  i'm not sure when my arms felt like it was okay to try to resemble bat wings but i'm not into it.  i'm not talking about anything like this, no offense to madonna.  i do love her but her arms freak me out.  n and i have initiated what is affectionately known as operation jennifer aniston arms.  see? they are so toned and strong but not gross and she is much older than me with no sign of bat wings.  this is the goal.  this way, when i am in inevitably strapless dresses, i won't be pissed off looking at photos people post from both of these weddings.  


i think that this bat wing thing is another one of those small things about aging that has snuck up on me.  like when listening to my nkotbsb pandora station and i am forced to realize that the 90s was in fact twenty years ago, not ten years ago.  i watched a documentary on bill clinton last week and had to remind myself that he and al gore looked so old because it's been a long time since they occupied the white house. bah.  anyway, those are my two little thoughts for today.  time to run out and pick up lunch then carry on with the day.


from the girl who will probably spend some more time this afternoon on pinterest.


until next time...