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It’s Tuesday. It’s okay.

February 3, 2015 by Jana 35 Comments

Every week, Amber over at Airing My Dirty Laundry does a “Hey, It’s Okay Tuesday” linkup where you can talk about anything you want to be okay with and it’s totally fine. I’ve been meaning to do this for longer than I should probably admit but I’m terrible at remembering things and since I’ve remembered this week, we’re participating.

That said, this week it’s completely okay that…

I think Tuesday is a waste of a day that really has no purpose except for bringing me a new episode of Justified (and before that, SOA but let’s not talk about that now).

I am annoyed with all the kids today who don’t know who Missy Elliot is or who Paul McCarthy is. Parents, I blame you. Educate your kids. This is important knowledge.

I unabashedly used the phrase “kids today”. #oldladyspeak #noshame

I hated almost all of the Super Bowl commercials. Holy hell, were they awful this year. Dead kids? Constant pushing of social agendas? Point taken. Ineffective timing. Except for Estelle’s Brilliant Bus. That shit is awesome. That can have all the commercials.

I totally missed a webinar yesterday because I completely forgot about it. Oops.

I’m sitting in my living room, writing this as I watch SouthLAnd, still in my workout clothes that I wore to actually workout (and then proceeded to actually exercise) because I’m too tired and lazy to take a shower.

This is my cat, Boots. She was less than thrilled to have her picture taken.

I’m #sorrynotsorry for all the animal pictures I post on Instagram. Truth be told, they’re pretty much the most interesting part of my life.

I’m over the moon that pitchers and catchers report in roughly 2 weeks. Baseball is almost back and once again everything will be right with the world.

I shared my dust cover summary for my book with my mastermind group and THEY DIDN’T HATE IT!!! Even the guys! And it’s a chick lit book!!! This has me freaked out because now that I know it’s not a terrible idea and people would actually read it, I have to write it.

I crapped the bed on Steph and Stephanie’s Choose Your Own Adventure Challenge this month. More on that this Thursday.

I’m more than excited for next week’s (it’s on Tuesday, 2/10. A week from today) monthly Show Us Your Books linkup that Steph and I host. I read some kick ass books this past month and I want you to know all about them.

How about you guys? What’s okay for you this week?

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This week in…: Inaugural edition

January 23, 2015 by Jana 12 Comments

When I was a kid, I spent many, many days and nights watching Mets games. One of the features of the pre or post game spots was something called This Week in Baseball (TWib). It featured game highlights and interviews with players and other stuff I can’t remember but it was a great way to get a comprehensive summary of all the stuff that happened during the week. Kind of like Last Week Tonight with John Oliver, only less funny and totally about baseball.

Because I like the idea, I’m declaring Fridays “This Week in Jana’s Life”. I had originally thought I’d call it “This Week in Jana” but that sounds kind of gross and leads to unwarranted, mostly pornographic search terms and I’m not really up for that because people are pretty fucking sick and disgusting so I changed it. That’s the power I have.

Here.

On my blog.

You can be jealous.

It’s okay.

What we’re going to do on Fridays going forward, or until I get bored with it and move on to something else, is recap what I’ve been doing, watching, thinking, reading, and other verbs ending in “-ing” during the week. Sort of like the old format of Friday Favorites but also kind of different.

Hope you like it.

This week in being an adult…I finally scheduled a haircut appointment that’s 3 months overdue and to quote my friend Mindy, my hair is so long I look like I belong on a compound (just to clarify, it’s not Kaling. Although I wish we were friends. No, this Mindy, who also, oddly enough, lives in Boston, is a friend of mine from WAY, WAY back when hair bands were popular, Will Smith was the Fresh Prince, and we all wore flannel). I also wrote a whole bunch of appointments in my calendar and on our family calendar, started getting my tax stuff together, and worked out my arrangements for the yearly conference I go to (it’s in Charlotte, NC this year. I’ve never been and I’m excited).

This week in reading…I’ve read 4 books this week which I think might be a new record for me but I also haven’t been sleeping much and reading is better than staring at the wall, listening to my husband snore, plotting his demise because he can sleep comfortably and soundly and easily and I can’t and he must suffer like I suffer. I’m currently reading The Short and Tragic Life of Robert Peace. You guys. Wow. I can’t wait to review this book for you next month.

This week in cooking…I’m having a love affair with my crockpot. Mostly fueled by my own laziness and a small budget, I use my crockpot no less than 4 times per week and at this point, I get ragey if I have to cook a meal using the oven or stove. If you have a favorite crockpot recipe, please feel free to share because I love trying new ones.

This week in listening…The best $10 I spend all month is on my Spotify subscription. While I enjoy making my own playlists and saving all the albums, I’m starting to branch out and listen to the ones that Spotify makes (or other users make and Spotify promotes them. I’m not sure how that all works). This week, I’ve been enjoying Rock the 2000s and Diner Jukebox (for my 50s obsession). Eclectic taste FTW!!!

This week in binge watching…The husband and I are still working our way through Rescue Me but I can’t watch it during the day when he’s not home so I’ve started rewatching all the seasons of SouthLAnd. It’s not on Amazon or Netflix (which is complete bullshit) so I’ve been getting the DVDs from the library. Homicide: Life on the Street was the gateway into my obsession with violent, gritty shows but SouthLAnd solidified it. I’ll have a rundown of my favorites in this genre in the next week or so because I know you’re all curious.

This week in people hating…I don’t know what the hell is going on lately but it seems like every asshole under the sun is coming out of the woodwork. There’s one woman in particular I’m thinking of who I know in real life but wish I didn’t and holy hell, do I despise her and she’s the kind of person who makes you wish it was legal to, just once, punch someone in the face with absolutely no recourse. Also on my list, the people who made Steph’s life a frozen hell and anyone in Congress who didn’t stand up when Obama mentioned equal pay for women.

This week in blogging…This is me, apologizing for being a terrible blogger friend. I’ve been shitty about commenting and sharing, I’ve been shitty about responding to comments you all are kind enough to leave, and I’ve been shitty about all the other things I know I need to be doing. I’m hoping to get my act together next week, when I’ve finally had a chance to work though some of the personal issues I have going on.

This week in laughing…Or pinning, because that’s usually where I find most of the random stuff that makes me laugh.

Have a great weekend, y’all! See you Monday!

Linking up with Amanda for the first time in forever

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The one in which I’m way too cranky

January 21, 2015 by Jana 14 Comments

I don’t know if it’s the weather, my depression, the fact that I can’t get enough sleep or something else that’s been causing my crabby mood lately but for the last few weeks, everyone and everything has been getting on my nerves.

Here’s a sample:

The cell phone service in my house. It sucks a fat one. I have to get a landline now because #paranoid. I’m so afraid something is going to happen to me or the child and no one will be able to get in touch with me that I have to add this unnecessary service to my life. So now, when anyone asks you if you know anyone who still has a landline you can say you do because Verizon Wireless can’t get its shit together and work properly where I live.

Doctors. I’ve been going to a doctor to deal with some lady problems and this one ordered a test to check my Vitamin D level. It’s low. Really low. So low I’m on a prescription to bring it up to something even remotely reasonable. I’m livid that, after years of telling my primary doctor about some problems, she never bothered to order this test and if she had, I might not have some of the issues I do. I want to bring the test results into her office, wave them in her face and impolitely scream, “I told you something was wrong, bitch!”

My daughter’s cheer coach. Good grief, this woman causes more drama than an episode of Chicago Fire if the cast of Mean Girls showed up. I cringe whenever I see her and if her emails didn’t contain drips of important information, I’d delete them and pretend I never saw them. She has no business being around little kids like, at all, ever, and I cannot wait until March when this season is over.

The guy from the insurance company who showed up unannounced to take pictures of my house with no authorization from either me or my husband. Dude, you just don’t do that. And telling me the dog is cute does not make up for the fact that you are basically a creeper.

TV. Why are all the good shows ending this year? I don’t have the patience to scope out new shows for the ones that don’t suck and then commit.

People who don’t text or email back but post on social media. There should be a special prison for them.

Writer’s block. Specifically with blog posts. I have dozens of ideas, with many of them outlined, but when I sit down to write, they turn to shit. That’s how this post happened. It started as a rant on the pressure moms (and women, but specifically moms) have to be hot and perfect and then it started to make no sense. Maybe we’ll try again for Friday.

My dog. He needs to stop eating my child’s toys. Also my child needs to do a better job of picking up her toys so said dog does not eat them. It’s a vicious cycle.

The announcement that NKOTB will be on tour with TLC and Nelly. I don’t understand this pairing. My brain doesn’t know which of my past age groups should be excited. The middle schooler? The high schooler? The college student? #waytooconfused Oh, and it’s in the round. Because of course it is.

Anyone who puts me in a FB group that sells a product and doesn’t ask my permission first. Let me be clear: you’re all my enemies now.

What are you guys cranky about?

Linking up with Melissa for Humpday Confessions:

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On getting rid of perfection

January 5, 2015 by Jana 17 Comments

How to Fold the Perfect Fitted Sheet

How to Make the Perfect Cookie

How to Scramble Eggs Perfectly

How to Host the Perfect Party

How to Write the Perfect Blog Post

How to Craft the Perfect Blog Title

These are examples of actual pins that have come across my Pinterest feed. Often. As in every day. And quite frankly, I can’t handle the word “perfect” any more.

I’m not sure when the pressure to be perfect set in. I’m even less sure as to when everyone started thinking that they had the solution on how to be perfect. Because I don’t even know what perfect means. It’s such a subjective word. What’s perfect for you isn’t perfect for me and vice versa. So how are so many people all of a sudden authorities on being perfect? How can they tell me what to do?

And why is it so important to be perfect? Why can’t it be good enough just to be good enough? Just to try your best?

I don’t know about you, but when I see that word, perfect, I don’t see something to strive for. I don’t see success and hard work and a beautiful, awe inspiring end result.

I see pressure.

I see a standard I can’t achieve.

I see never having self-acceptance, never being satisfied, and never being happy.

I don’t like living like that. It’s too hard. It’s too emotionally draining.

So I’m done with perfect. And you should be, too.

Because perfection isn’t that important.

No, what’s important is trying your hardest to get through. To do what you can within your limits and your standards.

The standards you set for yourself. No matter how high or low they might be to someone else.

Because when you strive for perfection as set by societal normal or blogger edicts or Buzzfeed decrees, it begets depression, intimidation, sadness, and frustration.

But when you strive to do your best according to your morals, values, and goals, even if it results in imperfection according to everyone else, you get satisfaction, happiness, productivity, and gratitude.

I’m aiming for those. Because I’d rather be happy with burned cookies than be sad with perfect ones.

Life is what happens inside the imperfections.

And I’m completely fine with that.

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Home sweet home

November 25, 2014 by Jana 24 Comments

I’ve been thinking a lot about the direction for the blog and what the content will look like in 2015. Thanks to your input, as well as what I’m finding myself interested in (and immersed in) lately, I have dozens of post ideas and I’m looking forward to sharing them with you guys in the coming months.

One of the themes I’ll be covering is inviting you guys into my home more often. What I’m cooking, how I’m attempting to organize, thoughts on parenting and marriage and having pets, some finance stuff, and some of the home decorating projects I’m working on. I want to open that up instead of keeping it all to myself.

I’m that generous. You’re welcome.

In the meantime, here’s a quick look in my house (with no pictures because I’m feeling exceptionally lazy. #sorrynotsorry):

There are shoes and cups and books and dog toys everywhere.

It’s pretty obvious a child lives here, too.

We have approximately 34243 iDevice chargers and 5 devices.

The kitchen counter is way too crowded with appliances, and there’s usually a cup in the sink (despite my efforts to prevent it).

Whenever I clean, it rains and basically defeats the purpose because muddy paws and shoes.

The beds are made.

The toilet seats are down.

The floors are clean.

The mantle and blinds need to be dusted.

The walls aren’t covered in art; they’re covered in family pictures. Some are hand drawn.

They’re also in need of new paint.

The office is in desperate need of a professional organization.

The pantry could use some help, too.

The furniture is well loved.

The smell of candles or home cooking fill the house.

Sometimes the smoke detector goes off.

The TV is typically on (unless I’m home alone. Then there’s music).

We watch sports and crime shows and popular comedies and kids shows and lots and lots of movies. Sometimes we pretend to be smart and watch the news.

We treat our pets like they’re our children. If you don’t like them, don’t come over.

There are only 3 of us but sometimes, it sounds, and looks, like 47 people live here.

We laugh a lot. We yell, too. Someone is usually talking.

Our garage is the most hated place in the house. Except the basement. That’s worse.

The laundry room is NEVER empty.

We lose things often. We usually find them. Sometimes we just give up and surrender to the item’s inevitable fate (probably eaten by a dog).

I’m sure there’s stuff I’m leaving out but now you know the truth: we’re about as close to normal as you can get so if you come over, you know what to expect. And when I do share pictures, you won’t be shocked at the sorry state of parts of my house.

But I’m apologizing in advance.

Coming up tomorrow: my Thanksgiving thankfulness list.

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This week in…: Inaugural edition

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