Normalcy

What is normalcy? Can anyone tell me? And if my life is normal, than someone please shoot me now and end my misery.

Beyond that particularly random thought, I can't say that much else is happening. Thanks to my oh so generous nephew, I have managed to wade through a 2 week bought with a head cold. Decided that Fisherman's Friends cough drops are the best, but they are damned difficult to actually find. NyQuil is a great invention and its inventor should be cannonized for sainthood. Puffs are better than Kleenex. Stuff like that.

I have read several books but most fall under "Santa Paws Come Home!" or ""barbie and the Magical Pegasus" category. I did read the latest by Alan Dean Foster, "Running From the deity." I love the Flinx series by him and can recommend Foster without any compunction. I liked this latest installment and really want the next in the series. I also finished some romances, but unless someone really wants to know about Feehan, Wilkes, Philips, or Roberts, I won't bore my few readers with commentaries.

I watched several movies and liked most of them. "DNAngel" needs help, but I will watch the next 2 DVD's of the series because I can. "Kyo Kara Maoh!; God (?) Save the King!" was absolutely hilarious and I am going to move up my personal time line to enroll with Netflix so that I can watch the entire series. I watched "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" and intend to buy the movie because I enjoyed it that much. I especially appreciated how it remained true to the book, which always impresses me. I also re-watched "Herbe the Love Bug; Fully Loaded" a few times too many. Much as I enjoy that movie, my nephew REALLY likes the movie faaar too much.

Different topic, but can anyone tell me ways to lose belly flab? I walk/jog a minimum of 5 miles a day now, I do various sit ups, there is yoga in my daily routine, pilates 3 times a week, push ups, walking with hand weights, lifting 50 lbs. boxes every day, yet I can't lose my tummy flab. It is getting down right annoying & I am open to any options.

This bit is based on an ongoing conversation that I hear all the fucking time here at work. So yes, I am going to rant and rant viciously. But what the hell is it with people that a woman is considered either incomplete and/or gay if she is not married &/or has children? Why is it so necessary to other people that I either pop out some kids or get married? I do not want kids, all right? They are cute, wonderful individuals, but I do not want to carry a bowling ball for 9 months & then end the misery with several hours of intense labor with multiple witnesses to my humiliated. I know it is supposed to me a mystical experience and all that, but fuck that shit. And marriage? OK, IF I were to meet someone I was willing to go to bed with for more than an hour or 2, and found them to be fun to hang around with, and they had similar interests, and they smelled right, and they liked my friends and family, and they liked similar movies and books, and they balanced me mentally and emotionally, and they liked animals, and they could cope with my family and obsessive compulsive personality, and I actually wanted to see them naked more than once, and I was willing to be naked in front of them at all, then maybe I might think about dating. Since I can't even make myself trust enough to go out for a night of mindless fucking any more, I think the odds are fairly low that I will ever really date let alone get married.

And what really gets me, and is 50% of the reason I will dig my heels in & probably never marry, is that I hate how so many people feel that marriage is the only way to go. If you are not married, then how can you have a life? How can you cope? Why would you want to even live?
IT DRIVES ME NUTS! Why should I marry at all? Even if I ever find someone I am willing to have sex with again (HAH!) marriage is financially not worth doing. And since I have seen only a limited number of worth while marriages, let alone relationships, I can't understand why it is a goal for so many people who only know me as the "Library Lady" that they must get me knocked up and/or married.

And yes, this is an issue with me. I find it offensive when people walk in & skip the social pleasantries & jump straight into a conversation about my non-existent sex life. It is non-existent by choice. I am still childless by choice. I have no desire to change this state of affairs. Why this offends so many is becoming a major point of grumpiness with me and when I get grumpy, I start getting distinctly mulish. Ornery. Hard headed. Stubborn. Pig-headed. Obnoxious. All are good ways to describe my attitude when I get pissed off because of someone trying to foist their attitudes on to my life.

I am done ranting now. Ignore the overblown hysterics. Thanks for reading.

I have too many ear worms running through my head to ever keep a straight face. EX: Any time someone asks, "who you going to call?" All I can think is "GhostBusters!" Or if someone says "My boyfriend is back," all I can think of is that old 50's song. Today I have had the Monty Python "Spam" theme music running through my head, but "germs" is substituted for "spam." Highly annoying.