A Story or Two

Story 1: Funny


I was outside of Baja Fresh yesterday after a tracked and in points lunch, doing a new rewards deal for myself. The old one ain't gonna fly - to put it nicely. Some man in his late 40's/early 50's comes up to me and asks what I'm doing. Uumm, making a weight chart? The man proceeds to seat himself and start talking. Wait - WHAT?! Reminder: I'm 26. Soo... I won't bore you with all the details, but let's get to why he sat himself down. He was smart enough to note at the forefront I'm "gorgeous". Yeah, keep sucking up. Then he gets around to his point, now that he's lost 100 pounds, chunkier girls are no longer interested in him and that's what he's attracted to... so I got hit on cause I'm fat. No, no, in his words... "Fat is spelled two ways, the normal one and p-h-a-t." Hahahahaha



Story 2: Get Checked

One of my dad's cousins/good friends from childhood has been diagnosed with prostate cancer. I met him at grandpa's birthday dash and dad had a great time reconnecting. And mom loved the wife. Long story short - it doesn't look good for him. Having a father who is perpetually in pain, or in the hospital, or in a surgical room, or whatever else, makes that hit even closer to home. So people, go get your nuts checked, your heinies checked, your boobies checked, and all of the myriad of body parts that can be checked.



Both of these stories happened yesterday or told to me yesterday. It really inspired me to get back on track and get serious. I have a life to live and it needs to be a healthy one, where treats aren't the norm, but exactly that, a treat. I know in general what I want out of my future and it's time to get me where I need to go, plus all the riff raff of figuring out the school/job front and the people I want to be surrounded with as I move forward.



So reminder... go get checked.