I feel a little like something’s missing with the A to Z Challenge being over. But I have so many things to catch you guys up on now!
Because that’s the kind of music we should be listening to, with gumbo for dinner.
Another year has passed. Today is our sixth anniversary. Maybe this past year has been the best so far; we’ve gotten solutions to many of our problems, without adding too many more.
To paraphrase a lovely sentiment from Lori, may our next year be full of love and happiness.
My favorite quote about Gen X:
In the preface to Generation X Goes Global: Mapping a Youth Culture in Motion, a collection of global essays, Professor Christine Henseler summarizes it as “a generation whose worldview is based on change, on the need to combat corruption, dictatorships, abuse, AIDS, a generation in search of human dignity and individual freedom, the need for stability, love, tolerance, and human rights for all.”
Yup. That’s me.
I have really enjoyed participating in this A to Z Challenge so far. It’s one of the things I’m giving credit to for my improved mood. It’s been somewhat of a break from blogging without really taking a break. A month of frivolity. Many thanks to marwil for signing up and encouraging others to do so!
I’ve already admitted my slacking off on writing my sequel to Minotaur, and to top it off, I actually set it aside yesterday to start a new novel. Sudden inspiration hit, and I spit out 2200 good words last night. But writing’s writing, right?
I’m also telling myself that I’ve been doing a much better job of keeping up with my blog reading and commenting. If my inbox is any measure, I’m telling myself the truth.
But tomorrow will bring the real challenge. What can I do with X?
I never considered myself an especially vain person, but who really does? That’s not something many people will readily admit.
I do remember one fight I had with my sister (see T) when she left bloody claw marks on my face. Okay, that sounds a little more serious than it really was, but I was pretty upset that she sullied the money maker.
But I spend so much time on my appearance now, dealing with PCOS. I am so self-conscious about the ugly cystic acne I get on my jawline every now and then. My main issue is hair removal.
I spend hours a week tweezing and plucking and shaving and depilating. I hate this stupid body hair. It is my mortal enemy.
It was a lot less time-consuming when I could ride with Ian at work. It’s easiest to see chin hairs in the sunlight, so I keep a pair of tweezers in the car, and that’s how I’d entertain myself while he was in the store. Visor down, pluck pluck pluck.
I’m not really up for sitting in the yard and letting the neighbors watch my beauty regimen, so now it’s the couch, a small mirror, and the flashlight on my iPhone. I’m also a huge fan of this hair removal tool. It’s a little spring with handles. Very good for my lip, where the hairs aren’t coarse and dark yet.