I am in denial

So these days I never take pictures anymore. Because the same thing keeps happening...
I take a photo and envision this:

 Then I look at the photo on my phone and I see this:

Um, I swear I thought I was more attractive than that, what the heck?? Why are my eyes so asymmetrical, my hair looking so nappy, and my face just so blah? Tell me it ain't so! But the camera does not lie my friends, only I must lie to myself. "It's just the lighting and the angle", I tell myself and proceed to try a few more shots with the same abysmal results. Depressing.

I realized I peaked around age 23 or so when I felt like I couldn't take a bad picture. Now it's completely the opposite, so man I went downhill fast! (If 10 years is considered fast. Yikes, a few more of these decades and I'll be gone, morbid thought) The best pictures are the low light, blurry, at-a-distance ones with half my face covered by one of my kids. 😒

I am wanting...

For the record, here are a few things I want to say I want right now. Now, it will probably be easy to "pity" me when reading this post, but to tell you the truth, I like having things to want and look forward to. That being said, these better come true. Pronto!

1. Ummm, an actual working OVEN would be niice! (said in sarcastic tone)

In our current apt, this thing is nothing more than an oversized STOVE because the oven itself does not function properly. It's just too old and I don't trust cooking in it. I want to learn to make my own french macarons (lofty goal) but that wish ain't gonna come true with this hunk of junk. (Actually it's not completely useless right now because we just store our pans in there.. whoopie)

2. Walk in closet please! The bigger the better-- I don't care if the bedroom is tiny, just give me my closet space! I am so over the rolling door, one pole action. Although I was too lazy to draw in the contents of my current closet, it is literally overflowing with everything packed in and falling over each other. (90% of the items I never use, but still. I'm a hoarder)

3. A GARAGE on the GROUND floor.

Climbing a million flight of stairs to an outdoor separate carport? No thank you! Needing to add 10+ minutes to any commute or trip out? Enough! Carrying a 25+ lbs toddler with 25+ lbs of groceries up the stairs? So sick of it (arms dying). 

4. A Maltese puppy!

I always stalk this one pet store that sells the tiniest cutest dogs! It makes me convinced I want one, I NEED one every time! I mean, c'mon that face!! Too bad even just a few months older and hair grown out longer it loses its cuteness by 85% but that puppy stage is to die for.

There, I put it all out there.

(*I just realized our last apt had #1-3...we've regressed)

I am a double victim

I just had the worst weekend ever.

Robbery
First my wallet got stolen at work on Friday. My brand new beautiful blue wallet that I loved, that carried over $100 in cash as well as all the ingredients for identity theft, was just snatched out of my purse. The thief surprisingly didn't take anything else but that is almost even scarier because it sounds like a professional, since phones could be tracked down.

So most of Friday was spent on the phone calling all my credit card companies, banks, and the police to report everything. Super fun.

Stomach Flu
Then on Saturday I go to bed feeling a little funny and by 3 am I am awake and hunched over the toilet. The contents of my stomach were spewed out of both directions. Disgusting I know and miserable it was.

The next day (Sunday) I had a headache, was feverish, achy and weak and couldn't do much except lie down and feel sorry for myself. Thankfully the bug only took about 24 hours to pass through my system and today I feel better. I had to go to the DMV and went to 2 banks to handle the wallet ordeal.

Sigh...