Starting Over

Today is January 14th, 2010. It's been two weeks since the New Year began and I can tell you that this virgin decade is already starting off on the right foot.. with the exception of a few minor bumps in the road.

New Years Resolution

This year, Aaron and I have decided that we are making a duet of a resolution.

"You put me first, I put you first"

It may not be a big "improve myself" declaration, but it's something that means leaps and bounds to us. Over the past two years of living together, we seem to have forgotten why we're together. We fight so much we probably shouldn't be, but for some reason we've lasted. The reason we fight is simply this: We don't put each other before ourselves or others. I believe that for a relationship to really work, you must be willing to do just that. So we've decided to do something about it to try and salvage whats left of this unruly affair and start from scratch.

So far, this idea has worked wonders. We've both been happier and we've spent less time at each other's throats and more time being in love.

With Good Comes Bad

Although things have been going great with my romantic relationship, things haven't been going very well for me, myself, and I. I'm being laid off from my job and it's been pretty hard to find a new one. I have one week to find one or I'm unemployed.

Another thing that has put me in a sour mood is the rash I developed a few weeks ago. I found out last week that it's shingles. It's almost run it's course, but it's still irritating. I guess I'm not even suppose to have shingles because I'm so young and it will probably return later in life. Boo.

Auld Lang Syne

That's it for today.

Remember to always look forward, keep your feet on the ground, and never settle for less than extraordinary. Seeeee ya bitches.

I Have a Bone to Pick.

So what kind of dumb son of a bitch decided to call it the 'funny bone'? I think it is a seriously cruel, unnecessary joke. I had never had the experience of hitting it until about 20 minutes ago and to tell you the truth.. I was seriously disappointed. I thought that when you hit your 'funny bone' it would be funny or make you laugh or at least not hurt. WRONG.

See, I was being a jerk and I jumped on Aaron's back.. sort of like a sneak attack.. and he was startled enough to accidentally push me off.. which catapulted me towards the floor.. the impact of the fall wouldn't have been as painful as what happened during the fall.

As instincts kicked in, I stretched my arm back to try to catch myself.. right where a wooden chair happened to be sitting..

And THAT'S the moment when I hit a part of my body that I had never hit before. I immediately grabbed it, and started bitching and moaning and almost crying.. Aaron freaks out and asks me if I'm okay.. (I think he almost cried, too)

I asked him why the fuck it hurt so bad.. I mean, I just hit my arm, right? not exactly. Aaron informs me that what I hit, is my 'funny bone'.. which I didn't believe, of course.. thinking that it was suppose to make me laugh. Then he starts laughing at my insane assumptions and I get even more mad. Why the fuck would someone name something that when hit, hurts so damn much??

Well, I did my research.. and it turns out.. it's not even a bone! It's an extremely sensitive nerve at the tip of your humerus bone.. which I guess is why it's called that.. but STILL.. it's mean. To lead people on like that. I'm sure I'm the only one who is so gullible but shit.

So, I come to you to let you know to be careful. I am seriously considering wearing elbow pads at all times now. It was awful. It stung like a bitch and I'm pretty sure it's one of the worst pains I've ever had. Now it's all tingly and I think it's going to fall off.


Anywho.. I hope you enjoyed laughing at me for my stupidity :)


XOXO
Miss Katie



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