angry becca = busy becca, who be trifflin?

My angry face

This is my angry face turned determined face

I mention my angry face because some things have occurred that made me angry, but as always, I try to be productive and positive as opposed to negative ants at a picnic. So this is my I am turning my anger into something awesome post/face! Anyway, I have a plan to kinda put on my cooler, tie-dyed big kid pants, have a little fun without the frustrations and angers that I allow to come into my space. Instead, I am going to put on the new tie-dyed big girl pants I just bought. I think the blue ones I had were wearing out anyway. And if anyone needs a reference on where to find any big kid pants, lemme know! I have a great resource!

I found some of these awesome signs to inspire and give hope! I know I keep mentioning big plans and changes, and these plans and changes are going to be awesome when I can and do finally release them.

thoughts behind this thing is that we all gotta fail once or twice or 80 million time in order to finally succeed once.

This manifesto, that can be found here, is awesome! I love everything about it. It is true. And while I plan on ordering one and some day I plan on following the mantra behind it, it is something I thought I should share with all of you (all 4 of you that read my blog ๐Ÿ˜› ). Maybe one of you can start living by this amazing mantra today as opposed to my possible some day, hehehe.

happy hump day! y’all made it!

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And now for something truely disgusting…

So I been thinkin for a few days now that it is time to update this thing. Here is my problem: every time I think about updating this thing, only one topic comes to mind… poop. Yes, I am serious. I mean, look at all of the things that poop has to do with: work, every day life, that special private time (what I call “becca time”) that you get when you’re in the potty and no one bothers you….animals fling poop…yea. They do. So naturally, this subject kept coming back to mind when I would think about what to write about, ’cause it wasn’t leaving until I did this… ๐Ÿ˜€

With all that noted, I been wondering if most people are like me and think about what they are going to do during their special time that they get each day. I like to read when I have “becca time”; I believe that is an inherited trait, as I learned by example from my elders… I mean seriously, my dad had it right man, you live in a house with your wife and two kids who always need something and the only quiet time you get, guaranteed, is in the potty. Reading only makes sense.

So anyway, back to my point — I been wondering what other people do in the potty. It isn’t like I have some sick desire to watch people sit and crap all day, but I do want to know if you, like me, read during your “you time”; do you play on your laptop; do you listen to your ipod or watch a movie on your ipod; do you stare at the wall; DO YOU HAVE A TV IN YOUR POTTY CAUSE YOU THOUGHT AHEAD?!???!

I know I can’t be the only one who wonders this. OOH! And here is another thought, also about poop… do you poop at work or in public, or will you only poop at your house? Are you like me where the girls bathroom is only one room and in between the offices of your boss’ boss, and your immediate boss’ husband and you feel like if you pooped at work you would get razzed until long after the smell left the room? Yea, true story, I feel like I can’t poop at work.

So yea, seriously… what’s your story?