My scattered thoughts
I haven’t blogged in awhile. Times that I attempt to type something out, a distraction is never far. I hope I make it to the end on this entry.
The other night, on Hurricane Katrina’s one year anniversary, I was watching a Brian Williams documentary. They went back in time, showing photos that were *supposedly* never aired before. It was horrible. I don’t know where I was or what I was doing (a year ago) that I didn’t pay half as much attention as I did the other night. One baby was so dehydrated that she wouldn’t even wake up — and she was drenched in sweat… naked! Yet another man was on the sidewalk having a seizure as people around him yelled for him to hang on to life. My god. I regret saying this, but what did I ever do to help those people in New Orleans? I can’t speak for anyone else but I know I’m not alone in saying that I did nothing to contribute, donate or alleviate those people’s sufferings. Not even one penny! What really bites me is, what if that was my baby on national television, on the verge of death because no one has the heart or the hearing to send over some water? But oh well, right? What’s done is done. I must be that selfish and self-centered to have just turned away and do nothing to help those who were suffering. Better yet, blame it on Bush. There you go. So much for the American Dream. Anyways.
I was practically skipping out the door the other day when I was using a sample of this cool perfume I chanced upon at Sephora during the weekend. It’s called Kenzo something. I was so disappointed when I looked onto the Sephora website only to find several Kenzo perfumes. Gash. And I thought maybe I’d be able to recognize the bottle — nope! But whatever it is, I just love it. Love love LOVE it. I can’t remember the last time I ever wore perfume (what with handling Erynne as a baby and all) but now that she’s practically independent and no longer all over me, I feel like I can go back to discovering perfumes. Imagine, my last perfume was Romance by Ralph Lauren. So ancient! Honest, after I doused myself in “Kenzo,” I literally skipped out the door. I felt so clean, so fresh, so light.. so airy.. and beautiful! It totally matched the beautiful California weather. You’re right, I must not get out much — getting all riled up over a darn perfume. LOL. You have to understand, after giving birth/Erynne, shoes/bags/clothes (which don’t fit like before so it’s not really fun shopping right now) took a backseat. One time at a shoe sale last year, I was eyeing these funky (white) leopard print heels that were soooooo comfortable (and pointy!) and though I knew I had no reason to buy it considering my work (at home), Eric goes, “yah, you should get those.. they’d look good on you while breastfeeding.” I laughed so hard! But it’s true, ya know? What do I need bags and shoes and clothes for? At least right now, that is. Haaayy, I don’t know. I’m so suburb-y now — and I actually quite love it. Still, though.. simple pleasures like samples from Sephora get me going
. (I tried to deny it.. but yes, shoes/bags and clothes still get me going!).
Erynne has a cold. I believe this is her 4th day and I just hate it. I despise life when she’s sick or not at her best. Why couldn’t I just get her colds? She’s still playful but how would I really know what she’s feeling inside? Sigh. I hope she gets better soon. Though despite the fact she has a cold, she’s still the devoted pasyadora, always up and ready to get out of the door. My dad always says she takes after me. So I like to be out, who wants to stay at home all day?
I haven’t worked out for 3 days. My sister has been with us since Friday and oh boy, let me just tell you, we’ve been eating so much food, it’s not even funny. It’s so out of control. To say I need to get into the gym tomorrow is an understatement. Haaaay. The four inches I lost off my waist has probably found its way back home. Grr. Can I strangle you? LOL.
It’s Friday tomorrow. Wherever did this week go?! 3 more days, adieu adieu to my 20′s — HALA!
