The end of an era

I've stopped blogging on my own blog and stopped reading all blogs.

I'm not sure why I've done this, but I have to say I don't miss it one bit.

I logged into my Google Reader account yesterday as my last ditch effort before they shut it down and I read one blog post from a blog I used to love and logged out.

It just wasn't interesting to me anymore.

Maybe I'm tired of oversharing.

Maybe I just don't have time to check one more social media outlet.

Maybe I just want to get back to simplicity in life.

Whatever it is, it feels good.

Things I Just Don't Get #1

I've decided that I'm going to post things I don't get.

First up.

Why are parents now celebrating their kid's birthdays for an entire week??

I've been seeing it lately on Facebook.

Now, maybe I'm just a fuddy dud or a negative Nancy, but I don't care.

It's ridiculous!!!'

Taking your kid out each day for something special for the 7 days leading up to their birthday?

Calling it "Celebrating (insert name here) birth week"

What???

Teaching your kids to expect a big ta-da every year is just setting yourself and them up for future disappointment.

10 Years

In the past 10 years I:

Broke up with a going nowhere loser who I thought was the love of my life.

Dated a few nice guys and a few more losers.

Partied my ass off.

Got married.

Had a kid.

Sometimes I sit around and think about how quickly the past 10 years went by.

So many moments in my life seem like they happened yesterday, yet at the same time feel like they happened ages ago.

Many nights I wish I had a time machine to send me back, just for one night of carefree living.

Bar hopping.

Drunkiness.

Walking to the next party shoeless in the college neighborhood because my feet hurt.

Getting in at 4 a.m.

Sleeping all day.

Getting up at 7 p.m. and doing it all over again.

Anyone care to join me?

Facebook, what are you?

Facebook.

What are you?

I've tried a few times to quit you and failed.

I don't even like you that much.

Yet I find myself going back for more.

You are like computer crack.

Why do I even care about status updates containing useless information and pictures of kids taking their first crap on the toilet??

It's so dumb!!!

So, Facebook, here I go again, another attempt to bid you farewell.

Stressed!!

A month ago we decided to sell our house.

It gets listed this week.

Now I'm having second thoughts.

Why?

Inventory is low, low, low.

And homes are selling quickly.

Which is why we decided to sell.

However, this problem isn't leaving much for us.

We've been through several homes and I hated every single one.

I'm so afraid we will sell our home, not find a house and regret selling.

I need a drink.

The Versace Bag

I walk into my gym the other afternoon and spot this woman walking extremely slow on the treadmill (about 2.0) and with a very high step (think knees up to her chest).

I'm assuming this is her cool down of some sort, but she continues this odd walk for the entire time I'm on my treadmill which is about 30 minutes.

The guys next to her are giggling inside the entire time and I have to say after a while, so was I.

It was just strange.

I got off the treadmill and went about my business, working out in the 30 minute room and when I come out she is still there doing this slow walk, covered and I mean covered in sweat.

I went over to the ab area for a while and when I came back she wasn't on the treadmill.

I walk into the locker room and there she is.

First she informs me one of the paper towel dispensers is out of paper towels. I thank here for telling me, grab a paper towel from the opposite side and walk way.

And this is where it went from weird to weirder.

Weird girl: (shouting this to me as she fiddles around in a bathroom stall) Yeah, you can thank me later for telling you about the paper towels

Me: I just walk away and go to my locker to gather my things thinking how could she not hear me thank her the first time

Weird girl: Hi, I love to workout here, don't you?

Me: Ummm, yeah, it's nice

Weird girl: Look at my bag, isn't in gorgeous.  I got it to bring here as motivation. (as she is doing some Vanna White move showing off that the front says VERSACE)

Me: Oh, that's nice, we all need motivation

Weird girl: Yeah, I just love the color of this bag (still doing her Vanna White moves), I really shouldn't bring a bag like this here but it's just so big and fits my gym stuff perfectly and it is my motivation to come here

Me: Uh huh

Weird girl: This is just one of he perks of my job, this bag, you know, isn't it awesome

Me: Yeah, it's nice (as I pull my re-usable grocery sack out of the locker that doubles as my gym bag)

Weird girl: Where did you used to workout at?

Me: Lifestyles

Weird girl: Me too!!!  Do you recognize me??  I was there all the time

Me: No, I had a kid and took 3 years off

Weird girl: Oh, a kid?  Didn't that just ruin your body?

Me: Not really (now trying to figure out my quickest escape route)

Weird girl: Look at how sweaty I am, isn't it disgusting?  I really need to shower, but I've gotta go shopping, a girl needs stuff, you know?

Me: Uh huh (slowly walking towards the exit)

Weird girl: Hey, look at this (now spraying herself down with body spray). Victorias Secret!!  $3!! Who needs a shower when you've got this!!

Me: at this point I just nod my head and basically run out the door

This was by far the strangest encounter I've ever had at a gym.

Her tone and mannerisms where just so weird.

I'm still shaking my head about it.

I hope I never see her or her Versace again.

From Authentic to Awesome

A blogger I follow posted at the end of one of her posts last week about how sad it makes her to see blogs go from authentic to awesome.

Let me explain.

We've all had those blogs we started following because they were authentic, about real life, relatable, etc...

Then somewhere along the way that blog becomes super popular and the blogger is now famous in blog land.

They've gone from "for fun" blogger to "for profit" blogger.

Their blog quickly loses it's authentic feel and becomes awesome.

They now only care about topping their last post, making it even more awesome, so they can make more money off of ads.

I hate that 75% of the blogs I started following over 5 years ago have turned into this.

I don't even read those blogs anymore because they are fake, pointless, heartless, money makers and that makes me sad.

Bring the authenticity back!!!