F*#^$&

I have been MIA.  It took two amazing friends to call me out today for me the realize that I needed to snap the f&#^$# out of it.  My life is amazing.  I am in love. I have great people that include me in their lives. 

The other day I stumbled upon this quote:

Lately I have fallen into the trap of thinking about what I don't have and why I don't have it. I believe that it is ok to go there, just as long as you don't get stuck there. I got stuck.  The everyday routine has just frustrated the f$^$^*# out of me.  I haven't blogged lately because I just write boring f#@^*# reports at work non-stop.  Oh, the day I had a submittal and the owners decided to jam up the printer with marketing crap... wasn't going to blog then.  How about the frustration I felt when an old friend wouldn't tell me why a card idea I had caused her "concern"?  It was just a f^$#^# card.  I wanted to join a friend in remembering her mom at the Komen Race for the Cure and was told I would have been invited if I was still on Facebook.  So I got back on f%##^ Facebook.  I even found myself taking out this aggression at the Broncos game Sunday... sorry Texans fans that felt the wrath of a long few weeks.

So I got sad.  I got upset.  And thanks to my good friends, I am back.

Favorite Comfort Food

Pizza.  I touched on this earlier and I will touch on it again.

I love pizza. 

When my pregnant 15 year old sister was living with me, Friday nights were reserved for working out, pizza and a movie. 

When life was hell in Texas, I would workout, eat pizza and watch Dateline on Friday nights.

I felt a new friendship begin when I called an old college friend and told her I just ordered pizza come over.  We sat there and talked about failed relationships, moving forward and life.  From that moment we would tackle any problem with pizza. 

My first date with the boyfriend was to the local pizza joint.  (I am so lucky to live down the street from one of the best pizza places:  Wyman's No. 5)

Oh man... pizza is it for me.