Taking "selfish" to an all new level.

I think I used to be a giver. Have a baby? I'd like to bring you a casserole. Football Saturday? I'm making white chicken chili and cornbread, come on over! Need a babysitter? I'd love to!

Well, I have been so incredibly selfish lately. I've been through a lot so I am cutting myself some slack about it, but I hope to share my life with someone special someday (sooner rather than later, where are you at mister?!?) and I hope the giver in me makes a comeback. Although I need a better balance next go-round with the give and take ratio.

Maybe I am not really selfish, but bored. It just seems that all I ever do is stuff for me. Saturday, my mom and I walked the Green Mountain Nature Trail so I guess that wasn't totally selfish. Yesterday, I ran a couple of miles, grocery shopped, cooked for myself for the week, and then went to tan for the first time in a long time (I swore it off, but I needed some color so I caved). Today I went to work, but when I got off work I ran a couple more miles, tanned again, and then went and got a mani/pedi. Tomorrow I plan to run and then go get my eyebrows waxed. Wednesday is wine/painting with my favorite gals. Thursday I'll run and tan. Friday I am getting highlights and another Brazilian Blowout (and heck, let's just throw in some more running and tanning). See, kinda all about "me". Am I being selfish, or is this just what single people do?

Here's the other thing. If this is all completely selfish, I don't give a rip. I'm really enjoying it (insert evil laugh). So there!

One more silly note: My blog is a year old! This whole blog thing started with a totally opposite theme, but I'm still Season and so it continues...

Sometimes you just have to keep it light.

So, I've been doing a lot of reading. I'm really all over the place with my book selections. I did finish The Shack last weekend and it was really good.

Next, I needed something a little lighter/funny/guilty pleasureish (new word). I am now reading another one of Jen Lancaster's masterpiece memoirs, Such a Pretty Fat: One Narcissist's Quest to Discover If Her Life Makes Her Ass Look Big, or Why Pie Is Not the Answer. This book is HILARIOUS! I feel like she steals my thoughts and writes them (and makes a lot of money for it probably...if I could find a way to prove it I'd press for royalties). There is only one book left by Lancaster that I haven't read, Pretty in Plaid: A Life, A Witch, and a Wardrobe, or, the Wonder Years Before the Condescending, Egomaniacal, Self-Centered Smart-Ass Phase and that one is next (although I wonder if I need to save it in case I come upon some hard times and need a pick-me-up...Jen - get to writing more! I need you!).

I'm off for a cold run outside. This new year is already awesome! Oh, and even though I TRIED to run the NYE 5K, it was canceled while we were all standing soaking wet at the start line. Apparently lightening is a party pooper. Oh well, I tried.