I won’t lie: I ain’t perfect. But you already knew that, right? I am imperfectly human, full of bright ideas, big dreams and passion. Smart, compassionate and strong. I am also a human klutz, ding-dong, obtuse, tunnel-vision impaired and odd. Today, I’m focusing on the latter and sharing some stories that well … maybe don’t paint me in the best (intelligent) light but are very Tanya. Thankfully, I also believe laughter is the best medicine, even when it involves laughing at myself.
February has bid us adieu and it packed quite a punch for a short month! It still feels like there is a surreal-ness to this year. Am I the only one who feels this way? Some days I have to pinch myself (sometimes repeatedly) and ask myself “is this real?” and the answer appears to be “yes”. And sometimes I need multiple hugs from Max to carry on afterwards.
If you have been hanging around these parts for some time, then you know Emperor Baby Fists is not my guy. He stands for pretty much everything that I hate, except men. I like men, minus him and those who behave in a similar manner. While I am counting down to his inevitable impeachment, we still have to tolerate him until that happy day occurs, which is why I put together this survival guide. We’re living in a cray, cray world and it is only getting crazier, so you need to be prepared.
I wasn’t going to post today, even though Thursday is my post day. I woke up in a bad mood on Wednesday for no good reason. Nothing bad happened. I had not watched or read the news, so beyond my normal general irritation with Emperor Baby Fists, I wasn’t in hulk-mode yet. But I felt off. Quietly blue and a little sad. With zero energy or interest in writing a post.
“I get so emotional, baby, every time I read a book.” Okay, that’s not how the song goes but how I feel every time I start a new book. Everything from excitement to fear course through my body as I wonder — will I turn into a slobbering fool? Hulk out because the book sucked something fierce? Or hug the book to my chest, close my eyes and try to absorb all its goodness inside of me? If you haven’t figured it out yet, several books this month made me emotional, so very, very emotional.
Many people have mixed emotions when it comes to Valentine’s Day. Some hate it; some love it, while I fall into the neutral zone. I don’t go overboard with it but I like to acknowledge it too. My preference is on the actual holiday to enjoy a favorite takeout meal and dine out on a different day. Right now it’s just me and Max but we still enjoy a good meal together! 😀