A Job, A House, A Baby, A Promotion, A Life?

In that order. It's been a while. After months of unemployment, admission to the Texas Bar, a funeral or two, starting a new job, moving to a new town, attending the wedding of my younger sister, a new job for the husband, getting pregnant, having the baby, taking a few months off work, going back to work, getting a promotion, I am finally returning to writing now that life has stabilized somewhat. What has it stabilized into? Well, I'm still not considering myself a Texan, which is a plus. But, speaking of plus (sized), living in Texas has put a few pounds of melted cheese and beef onto my ass, which I am halfheartedly working to lose. Anyone else doing the 30 day Shred? Everyone? OK, I am a bit behind on the trends these days. Life is different. One drink and I'm well on my way to drunk. A successful night out at a "nice" restaurant probably involves Red Lobster. If we're really doing well, it'll be the Red Lobster near the airport. That's where I cruise nearby tables for gay men. The gay men, though, are not like the slim hotties I knew in NYC. They are puffy like rising dough and the pasty-white color of only the most dedicated basement-dwelling web-surfers; usually living with either mom or grandma, and wearing clothes that are better suited to playing softball at a company picnic than going on a date (think elastic waistband shorts and flip flops). I watch more TV than ever before; American Idol, How I Met Your Mother, anything starring the Duggars, and The Biggest Loser top my list. I try to avoid the trap of dramatic shows like Big Love as I just get way too involved with the characters. Loser much? 

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"Loser much?" you are so clever.

congrats on the promotion!