Earlier today I found myself in Target, you know, the $50 “need” run that turns into the $100 “how’d that happen?!!” run. You know exactly what I am talking about. Dish soap and butt wipes turned into Monster High dolls and hair treatments. Yes, oh wallet sucking store of doom. Anyway, it was about 18 degrees outside… And what am I greeted with when I set foot in the store? Bikinis. Fucking bikinis in the peak of Winter. I can’t even. It’s sad how fast consumerism throws us into the next season when we are still living in another. I won’t even get into the packages of Cadbury mini eggs I also saw. Easter! In January!

Notice I said “living” and not “enjoying”? I am pretty much over Winter and its bullshittery. But hey, I am going to try and find silver lining… Like the fact I can go grocery shopping and errand running and not have to worry about the groceries getting skanky or melty cause the trunk of the car might as well be a fridge. No joke. Truth be told is Winter really is the fart in the elevator. It makes me really pissy, whiny and achy. I seriously have to exercise some restraint from being that person who is on Facebook complaining about everything that falls from the sky. Some people just don’t understand that being a SoCal/Mexico person all my life combined with having broken some bones is a shock to the body and psyche. Granted, there’s been some acclimation but nothing in the world will ever make me love this bullshit. Give me a case of swamp ass, mosquitoes and sweaty armpits over this any day.

Been back at the sketchbook… these are some of the favorites I have dished out in the past few days.

True story: I cannot cut onions without crying like a bitch. I have to put on glasses of some kind to help with the fumes. I couldn’t find some sunglasses today. F you onions. Speaking of, I have been having some odd eye issues, blurriness in the corners, dryness on the right side. I have been trying to out rule if it’s sinus pressure or I am just getting old and the vision is going. So I went to the optometrist (for the first time mind you) and did the tests. Apparently I do need glasses but the rx was VERY mild. I want to see if the weird pressure is attributed to weather and anxiety before I fork out for some lovely eye gear. It’s a shame the below frames are “for fun” and were purchased in Japan.

The other day I subjected myself to another round of Brazilian waxing. Yes, total tmi and I don’t care. A few months ago I went to this place that left my venus mound looking like it had mange. I left them a nasty yelp review. (Note: don’t read it unless you want to know things about me you probably didn’t want to know). Good lord did it hurt, but the payback outweighs the torture and humiliation, let me tell you. I can’t even change without my husband looking at me like I’m the last Saltine on The Island. Waxing or not. It’s kinda cool really cause a lot of people bitch about how their sex lives go to shit when kids and years of marriage arrive. We don’t have that problem and even on days when I am feeling dumpy and fluffy, my man still thinks I am hot. Not a bad place to be.

As part of my whole “Make 2013 Awesome”, I bought myself two things off my wish list.

One: I started reading Mötley Crüe The Dirt. I have had it on my wish list forever, I got it and I am thoroughly enjoying this trashy, gut spiller. So good.

Two: I saw this print making the rounds on Pinterest. I pinned it, tracked it down and I ordered it. $8 + a $5 clearance frame from Target = awesome. The frame was a hideous shade of purple and since I had a can of matte black at home I picked it up and gave it a makeover.

It came in handy it was 20 degrees outside cause it dried lickety split! Ok, there’s another good thing about Winter. Whatever. But I am happy with the outcome.

There are other things I want to share but need to wait due to time and sensitivity of nature. That will be in the next pot of stew!