Uncle John and fine ill be grateful but I won’t like it!

Well I have to say that the vigor I felt earlier in the week has been flattened out by the riggers of life.  I love my crazy uncle John; he’s one of my favorite humans.  I’m so UN bearably sad by the demise of his health.  I have cried so much that my eyes hurt and are so puffy I look kind of like a lizard.  This is one of the times my lack of power just sucks!  But in all fairness if I ran the world id mess it up for sure, so who am I to judge.

            Boo Boo is my favorite nickname, and its thanks to my uncle John.  He’s called me that for almost 31 years and it always makes me smile.  I have hundreds of funny stories about him, like the time when I was 16 and he told Carrie and I that if we were to ever drop acid that if we looked at linoleum it was really groovy.  I also enjoy that he calls it yo-plat yogurt instead of Yoplait.  Or “why do the call it pho when it’s said fa?”  “Umm well it’s in Vietnamese, so that might be why.”  “Yeah Boo Boo, that’s a good point.”  I love that guy.           

            So like any good Norwegian I'm a firm believer in avoidance and thinking about frivolity is fun.  So I’ve been dreaming of things I hope Santa puts under my tree. I really want to try this fancy Nails Inc, magnetic polish.  So cool, there’s magnetic partials that you hold the magnet up too and makes awesome patterns.  Also paper eyelashes by paperself are beyond epic, and I need them.  I think it would help if I was hip and went out more; all the same they are some of the most kick ass products to hit the beauty circuit in forever.  Both products are at Sephora, so if a gift card falls my way I’m sooo getting them.

            So on the healthy life front, the feeling of getting my act on track is even more importiant.  IV started a little vitamin detox biz; it’s too new to comment one way or another but so far so good.  And my tushi is still not crossed the threshold of a yoga studio, but maybe tomorrow.  But I’m going to spend some time in a standing forward bend tonight.  It’s a killer pose for the Bristol when I need to get mellowed out for beddy bye.  Also going to jam on some tea, cuz I like tea.

            So lastly its thanksgiving and people feel the need to be really grateful this month and that’s cool, I just want that attitude of gratitude all year. Not that I always do, however thats the goal.  And because of my inherent need to be a pain in the ass (I’m talking honesty people, truth bombs) I want to tell people to stop passive aggressively telling me to count my blessings.  I’ll do it if I wanna, and I don’t wanna.  But I have to say I am moved to say, my boyfriends sweatshirt makes me feel secure.  The people I love make me a better person, and no one embodies that more then Suki.  So despite it all I’m grateful…….there, happy?