SassyScienceNerd

I swear this morning on my FB surgery group someone posted "I've only lost 50 lbs in 5 months, what am I doing wrong??" YOU LOST FIFTY POUNDS IN FIVE MONTHS. YOU LOST THE EQUIVALENT OF A BAG OF DOG food AND A FOUR YEAR OLD HONEY BOO-BOO. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU IS BASICALLY ACTUAL SORCERY, SO SERIOUSLY, SHUT. UP.

I definitely don't think I'm *any* of those... :deny, deny, deny: but I did I just laugh my size 6 ass off.....

Here's a rant:
You know what I don't like? Country music. So when I stumble into a local bar called "Cowboy Saloon" and there's a room called "This Room Is All Basically Country Music At High Volume" and they are, in fact, playing country music, you know what I do? I leave. I leave as voluntarily as I came in.
You know what I don't do? I don't walk around the bar full of people enjoying country music telling them that it's soulless and cliche and isn't what I like to hear and offends my ears and I demand they stop.
I just leave. I don't make some big scene and scream "Country music is the worst and I am leaving!" I just... you know, take off, and find a bar playing jazz music. Or sit in my car and listen to NPR.

Here's a rant:
You know what I don't like? Country music. So when I stumble into a local bar called "Cowboy Saloon" and there's a room called "This Room Is All Basically Country Music At High Volume" and they are, in fact, playing country music, you know what I do? I leave. I leave as voluntarily as I came in.
You know what I don't do? I don't walk around the bar full of people enjoying country music telling them that it's soulless and cliche and isn't what I like to hear and offends my ears and I demand they stop.
I just leave. I don't make some big scene and scream "Country music is the worst and I am leaving!" I just... you know, take off, and find a bar playing jazz music. Or sit in my car and listen to NPR.

Here's a rant:
You know what I don't like? Country music. So when I stumble into a local bar called "Cowboy Saloon" and there's a room called "This Room Is All Basically Country Music At High Volume" and they are, in fact, playing country music, you know what I do? I leave. I leave as voluntarily as I came in.
You know what I don't do? I don't walk around the bar full of people enjoying country music telling them that it's soulless and cliche and isn't what I like to hear and offends my ears and I demand they stop.
I just leave. I don't make some big scene and scream "Country music is the worst and I am leaving!" I just... you know, take off, and find a bar playing jazz music. Or sit in my car and listen to NPR.

I observed it in my dryer. I cleaned the filter. Oh, wait, that's different..... LOL:)

I chose to choose my words more carefully, be more sensitive to those around me, and more self-aware of how my words impact others.

I've already tripped up once but it's a good habit to get into, and I think Jesus would approve

I know I'm a day late on this, but I haven't come up with what I am giving up for Lent this year.
We had a sermon a few years ago about how Lent is not a diet plan, it's not meant to be a second chance at re-starting a New Year's resolution. That sort of kicked me right in the guilt-button, because I had given up sugar before and the whole focus ended up being how great I felt and how much weight I had lost. Not the point of Lent. So all you Anglicans/Catholics, tell me what you chose and why!

Here's a rant:
You know what I don't like? Country music. So when I stumble into a local bar called "Cowboy Saloon" and there's a room called "This Room Is All Basically Country Music At High Volume" and they are, in fact, playing country music, you know what I do? I leave. I leave as voluntarily as I came in.
You know what I don't do? I don't walk around the bar full of people enjoying country music telling them that it's soulless and cliche and isn't what I like to hear and offends my ears and I demand they stop.
I just leave. I don't make some big scene and scream "Country music is the worst and I am leaving!" I just... you know, take off, and find a bar playing jazz music. Or sit in my car and listen to NPR.

Here's a rant:
You know what I don't like? Country music. So when I stumble into a local bar called "Cowboy Saloon" and there's a room called "This Room Is All Basically Country Music At High Volume" and they are, in fact, playing country music, you know what I do? I leave. I leave as voluntarily as I came in.
You know what I don't do? I don't walk around the bar full of people enjoying country music telling them that it's soulless and cliche and isn't what I like to hear and offends my ears and I demand they stop.
I just leave. I don't make some big scene and scream "Country music is the worst and I am leaving!" I just... you know, take off, and find a bar playing jazz music. Or sit in my car and listen to NPR.

I definitely don't think I'm *any* of those... :deny, deny, deny: but I did I just laugh my size 6 ass off.....

Here's a rant:
You know what I don't like? Country music. So when I stumble into a local bar called "Cowboy Saloon" and there's a room called "This Room Is All Basically Country Music At High Volume" and they are, in fact, playing country music, you know what I do? I leave. I leave as voluntarily as I came in.
You know what I don't do? I don't walk around the bar full of people enjoying country music telling them that it's soulless and cliche and isn't what I like to hear and offends my ears and I demand they stop.
I just leave. I don't make some big scene and scream "Country music is the worst and I am leaving!" I just... you know, take off, and find a bar playing jazz music. Or sit in my car and listen to NPR.

Here's a rant:
You know what I don't like? Country music. So when I stumble into a local bar called "Cowboy Saloon" and there's a room called "This Room Is All Basically Country Music At High Volume" and they are, in fact, playing country music, you know what I do? I leave. I leave as voluntarily as I came in.
You know what I don't do? I don't walk around the bar full of people enjoying country music telling them that it's soulless and cliche and isn't what I like to hear and offends my ears and I demand they stop.
I just leave. I don't make some big scene and scream "Country music is the worst and I am leaving!" I just... you know, take off, and find a bar playing jazz music. Or sit in my car and listen to NPR.

They aren't looking to date, they are content with their lives.
You get a dog because you are looking to meet people. Dogs are the best ice breakers.
A cat chick is in the house with her bottle of Trader Joe's wine and a bowl of popcorn.< /p>

I definitely don't think I'm *any* of those... :deny, deny, deny: but I did I just laugh my size 6 ass off.....

Here's a rant:
You know what I don't like? Country music. So when I stumble into a local bar called "Cowboy Saloon" and there's a room called "This Room Is All Basically Country Music At High Volume" and they are, in fact, playing country music, you know what I do? I leave. I leave as voluntarily as I came in.
You know what I don't do? I don't walk around the bar full of people enjoying country music telling them that it's soulless and cliche and isn't what I like to hear and offends my ears and I demand they stop.
I just leave. I don't make some big scene and scream "Country music is the worst and I am leaving!" I just... you know, take off, and find a bar playing jazz music. Or sit in my car and listen to NPR.

You know what you get when you play a country music record backwards? You get your dog back, you get your wife back, you get your truck back...

Here's a rant:
You know what I don't like? Country music. So when I stumble into a local bar called "Cowboy Saloon" and there's a room called "This Room Is All Basically Country Music At High Volume" and they are, in fact, playing country music, you know what I do? I leave. I leave as voluntarily as I came in.
You know what I don't do? I don't walk around the bar full of people enjoying country music telling them that it's soulless and cliche and isn't what I like to hear and offends my ears and I demand they stop.
I just leave. I don't make some big scene and scream "Country music is the worst and I am leaving!" I just... you know, take off, and find a bar playing jazz music. Or sit in my car and listen to NPR.

I swear this morning on my FB surgery group someone posted "I've only lost 50 lbs in 5 months, what am I doing wrong??" YOU LOST FIFTY POUNDS IN FIVE MONTHS. YOU LOST THE EQUIVALENT OF A BAG OF DOG food AND A FOUR YEAR OLD HONEY BOO-BOO. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU IS BASICALLY ACTUAL SORCERY, SO SERIOUSLY, SHUT. UP.

I definitely don't think I'm *any* of those... :deny, deny, deny: but I did I just laugh my size 6 ass off.....

I definitely don't think I'm *any* of those... :deny, deny, deny: but I did I just laugh my size 6 ass off.....

I swear this morning on my FB surgery group someone posted "I've only lost 50 lbs in 5 months, what am I doing wrong??" YOU LOST FIFTY POUNDS IN FIVE MONTHS. YOU LOST THE EQUIVALENT OF A BAG OF DOG food AND A FOUR YEAR OLD HONEY BOO-BOO. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU IS BASICALLY ACTUAL SORCERY, SO SERIOUSLY, SHUT. UP.

I swear this morning on my FB surgery group someone posted "I've only lost 50 lbs in 5 months, what am I doing wrong??" YOU LOST FIFTY POUNDS IN FIVE MONTHS. YOU LOST THE EQUIVALENT OF A BAG OF DOG food AND A FOUR YEAR OLD HONEY BOO-BOO. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU IS BASICALLY ACTUAL SORCERY, SO SERIOUSLY, SHUT. UP.

I swear this morning on my FB surgery group someone posted "I've only lost 50 lbs in 5 months, what am I doing wrong??" YOU LOST FIFTY POUNDS IN FIVE MONTHS. YOU LOST THE EQUIVALENT OF A BAG OF DOG food AND A FOUR YEAR OLD HONEY BOO-BOO. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU IS BASICALLY ACTUAL SORCERY, SO SERIOUSLY, SHUT. UP.

I swear this morning on my FB surgery group someone posted "I've only lost 50 lbs in 5 months, what am I doing wrong??" YOU LOST FIFTY POUNDS IN FIVE MONTHS. YOU LOST THE EQUIVALENT OF A BAG OF DOG food AND A FOUR YEAR OLD HONEY BOO-BOO. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU IS BASICALLY ACTUAL SORCERY, SO SERIOUSLY, SHUT. UP.