7 Quick Takes

I am totally ripping this off from this blog, but I don't think Grace will care because she is awesome. (I don't actually know her, but I know she is awesome because I once stayed up all night reading her blog from the beginning.) All four of you should spend the next hour or day reading her blog. Basically every Friday, you take seven things from the week that help to summarize it or something like that.

1. Because I am failing at life, I have not purchased a single Christmas present this year, not even a single crummy gift card. I went to the mall on Wednesday with every intention of knocking it all out with punch a la Forman before the grill, but in true Tana fashion, I ended up at the Goodwill and bought stuff for myself.

2. Adam has been busy conducting the train all week, so it has left me with far too much time on my hands. Sadly, Dude has been the one to suffer from his absentee father not being home to take proper care of him. I attempted to give him a proper groom at home, but got bored halfway through. This was the end result:


3. My sister was in town this past weekend, so I got to spend a lot of time with my favorite nephew and the other one. Just kidding they both annoy me in equal amounts.

4. I have been  rereading the Catcher in the Rye for the millionth time. I know it's really cliched; but every time I read it, I am reminded of what an angst ridden teenager I was at 16. And if you don't face your past, you are doomed to repeat it. So rather be angst ridden 26, I would rather reread Sallinger a million times.

5.  I started an online course to get my personal training cert. It was time for me to do what I love, and I am really hoping this it.  Not that I want to be the next Jillian Micheals or anything, but I really do think it is my calling to help people.

6. Did anyone watch the SOA season finale? Yeah me neither who would watch a show about bikers? But if I did watch it, I would say something like "Kurt Sutter is a mad genius."

7.  I asked Adam what he thought of my blog last night, and he said that he doesn't read it because he lives it. I replied that he should read it because I actually take pleasure in our life together where as he wallows in his own boredom that is chez Walker.

I know, I have some major commitment issues

I have countless blogs in my day, okay three (xanga , myspace, and wordpress) but still, I always start things and never finish them. I don't know how it reflects on the me as a person, but it sure was entertaining to go back and read them today.

Mostly, they are a lot of me saying a whole lot of nothing, but everyone once in while I can read a post where I could tell that I really was growing up. In all three of them though, I can still hear my voice and wonder is the 26 year old me that different from the 18 year old? I don't think so, I think that I have always been me. Take me or leave me, but I am not changing.

Also, I realized that I really like blogging, but can never seem to really follow through with it. Hopefully this time is different, but who am I kidding. I give myself three months or four months, but not to let my loyal readers down, (all four of you) I will really try to keep up with this one.

Basically, all I am saying is that I need to work on my commitment and work ethic. I asked Adam about it today, and his response of simple, "who cares about your blog, get a real job." Lucky for you though, my job for now is to entertain the masses. It's way more fun than having to wear dress pants everyday anyway.

So I have daddy issues, doesn't everyone?

Not to sound like a whiny brat, but the holidays can be really tough for me sometimes.  Not in a jump off the roof type of tough just in a fuck this shit it is over type of tough. A lot has to with the fact that I am not close with my family (other than you sister moon).  So, I feel like I am constantly having to explain why I am not going anywhere close to my hometown. Which leads to me have to explain why, which leads to me having to explain the awkward relationship I have with my dad or with my grandparents feelings getting hurt if I am not honest about why I am staying up here.

The last thing that I want is to hurt them, they have been nothing but great to me. I wish that I could somehow get them to see that going back to McPherson forces me to face a lot of issues that I am conveniently able to avoid if I stay in the comfort of KC.  It's not that I don't love them, I do, it's just that I love my mental health more.

Someday I would like to forgive my dad for allowing Tyler, Spring and I to hurt so much and for choosing my stepmother over us, but he would actually have to show remorse for me to do that. Until that happens, I am staying right here.

Sorry for the unusually depressing tone of this blog. Come back to tomorrow for more of my usual nonsense. Just to lighten the mood, I included a pretty sweet picture of me and my mom from Christmas circa 1989

In case you are wondering, yes I am wearing a dress vest.

So I never took home ec, what's it matter?

Question: What happens when you accidentally spill a half a carton of almond milk into your protein cookie recipe and you just keep adding ingredients until the dough half way resembles what it usually looks like?


Answer: You end up with 21 of these tasteless beauties here:

I get an F in homemaking 101 today.

Here is the recipe in case you would like to repeat this tasty healthy snack
copious amounts of almond milk
several half a cup full scoops of oatmeal
maybe an egg and a half, or two whole eggs
a couple of teaspoons of baking powder or soda it doesn't matter which
however much whey protein you can use without having your husband yell at you for wasting it
finish the jar of applesauce in the fridge
mix it together
drop by tablespoons full onto a greased cookie sheet
bake at 350 for however long it takes to get them nice and burnt on the bottom