Windshield curse

Holy Fuck!  I am cursed.  Third time a rock has hit my windshield and cracked it in a year.

Let's think about those odds.
Of all the people in the DMV, that drive to work about 2 hours a days approximately 192 days a year.  Or 384 hours a year or around 16 solid days of my life per year.....  and I'm the lucky mother fucker that gets a broken windshield..... not once, but THREE times.

Really, can't we just transfer a portion of that craptastic luck over to winning the lottery or something?  I could really do some evi.. "good" with that money and save small animals and orphan shoes.

daily food cost

sooo.. I'm trying (optimum word) to do a cleanse to determine what is wacking out my body. This detox entails supplements and a protein/fiber shake for breakfast and lunch, fruit and veggie snacks and dinner; no sugar (Stevia is ok), carbs, legumes, soda/juice & ALCOHOL.

yeah.. see why I said 'trying'. anyways, I'm sticking as close as I can. I did indulge over the weekend with some chips, bread/butter (OMG... the best item in the world) and some dessert that I split with someone else.

My definition of indulging now includes, fruit specially blueberries and grapefruit and apple cinnamon tea. Yeah... crazy talk.

I have to say it's kinda nice to see how food is affecting my body. Seriously if I eat bad stuff, I can feel it the next day, foggy, headachey, and tired. It's kinda crazy. I won't be doing this forever, I'm trying to see what I'm allergic too and be healthier.

anyways, my diatribe is about how expensive it is to be healthy. not including the veggie snack I made with watercress, cabbage, protein & mushroom or dinner, I'm spending on average $6-8 on snacks of fruit/veggies A DAY. what the hell. doesn't seem like alot, if it was for food the entire day, but no... it's just for fruit. ugh.

stupid metabolism. I hate getting old. I swear.

LIAR

so that shopping hiatus didn't really last long.

I think I'm going through a mid life crisis. I went out and bought leather pants and dyed my hair blue. It really looks black but there are small streaks of blue in the bottom back where I bleached it out. I need to bleach it more. I don't think most people do that for a mid life crisis. Perhaps I need a sports car?

Anyways I hung out with my sole mate - Tam and we went to the Nanette Lepore store, Saks Fifth Avenue and Loehmanns. I scored some kool digs like a black Rebecca Minkoff knot dress for $124 (normally $300) and leather pants - Philosophy by Alberta Ferretti for $140 (normally $1000). It was fun, my credit card hates or loves me. My bank account hates me. I've decided whatever preconcieved notions I had about being an adult and getting old are just that. I need to seize the day and enjoy life as it is right now. Look great, wear kick ass clothes, take trips and be with the ones I love. If you only have one life, better enjoy, right?

So I'm going to step it up a notch, I mean I can't wear 5 inch heels when I'm 60. or can I?