So many issues, So little time.

Excuse me if this post is all over the place and rambling. My life has been an emotional rollercoaster that I can't seem to get to slow the heck down.

Reasons my life is an emotional roller coaster:

1. Rambo got a game cam after our last fish was "taken". And then there were none. I forsee many days of watching raccoon footage. Gross.

2. My high school dearies and I have become emotionally invested and fully committed to a new relationship. Except, we are not one of the participating parties. We have found this gem of a Cassanova on FB that we went to high school with and have been following his love affair with his girlfriend? I make this a question b/c he has LEFT US HANGING about their recent reunion in Chicago when he asked her to marry him. Are they engaged? I mean, we have been so much a part of this relationship and then he doesn't change his status to engaged? Rude. I am dying here. We have reached an emotional cliffhanger and I need an update ASAP.
***Here is a small preview of the beautiful poetry he has written for his love: "I only get so many minutes, don’t wanna spend em’ all on the clock, In the time that we spent talking how many kisses have I lost…? Time is love, gotta run, love to hang longer, but I got SOMEONE who waits…waits for ME and right now she’s where I NEED TO BE, time is LOVE"
*****Rambo- take note.

3.Gigi discovered how to take off her diaper- imagine all the fun possibilities with that... They have all happend. In the meantime until I can get her potty trained (or walking for that matter), I have found duck tape super helpful.

4. But, the primary reason life is so tumultuous is that I am doing a Jesus Fast. That's right. A Jesus fast. Except, I am not fasting, BUT I can only eat 7 things for 7 days to rid my life of excess and materialism to get closer to God's Kindgom and not the "American Dream" version. Awesome in theory. Not so awesome in practice. I am STARVING here. ONLY Beans, rice, eggs, spinach, apples, peanut butter, chicken for the next 7 days and I feel like I am doing his huge fast. I am weak. I only been "fasting" for 36 hours and I am starting to see fuzzy and get headaches. Pathetic. Seriously. Hopefully, my body (mind, and spirit) will get used to it and I will stop going in and out of consciousness and dreaming of chocolate teddy grams dipped in whipped cream. The whole idea came from the book my bible study by Jen Hatmaker, "7", who did it for a whole entire month. She ROCKS. I am doing a measly week. Like, she is amazing. I don't want to get into to the whole concept of the book, but check out this summary. Pretty ingenious idea, and if it works and I turn out more like Mother Teresa after the whole thing, I am going to go straight up to Austin and kiss her. Hopefully, after the week, I will feel enlightened and more full. Seriously, how DID Jesus do it for 40 days? And Gandhi, didn't he fast for like years at a time? Man, that is awesome. In all seriousness, though, I am super excited about it and do feel pretty rad when I am not drooling as I daydream of frozen yogurt with 20 toppings on it (which I get like every other night). I am the PRIME candidate for this project.

5. Last, but most certainly not least, I am reaching another coming of age crossroads. This one involving ombre hair. I am too hungry to go into the depth, attention, and time that is needed for this decision right now, though, so more on that later. Again, prime candidate for this fast and learning about the UN-necessities being rid from your life.

I did not plan on getting on my soap box for so long, but like I said, I am delirious from lack of my daily afternoon snack of a pound of goldfish (the whole grain ones- so they are better for you). I apologize.

PS- I just gave Gigi a pack of Craisins and my hand started shaking. I even want Craisins. Sick.