I got this idea from Glamour magazine. They have a section called Hey, It’s Okay and will list a bunch of things to be okay about. I think I’m going to do this every Tuesday now. You're welcome to join in and do something like this on your diary. Doesn't have to be on a Tuesday either.
Hey, It's Okay....
To not have pre-ordered the new iPhone 4. I mean, okay, I think it’s cool but I have Verizon so I couldn’t use it anyhow.
To get utterly cranky when it’s incredibly hot.
To not ever allow my 16-year-old to sail around the world. If they ever wanted to I’d make them watch Jaws in hopes that the prospect of sharks would change their minds.
To be sad that The Tudors is all over. Boo. Must go visit the Tower of London, Hever Castle and Hampton Court.
To not watch True Blood. Maybe I should start. My PARENTS even watch it and I hear James Frain, my former eye candy from The Tudors is on it now.
To hope that you’ll be able to try fried green tomatoes while visiting North Carolina. (And yes, I got the idea of trying them from the movie Fried Green Tomatoes. )
To love hot dogs even though people claim that it’s made up of ass and lips.
To be irritated that Bethenny Frankel looks so good ONE MONTH after having her baby. And okay, to be a little MORE irritated when she’s all, “While pregnant you shouldn’t pig out.” Really? You shouldn’t? Dammit.
To be a freaked out when grown men are excited over watching Eclipse. Because the story is just THAT enthralling? Thank goodness my own husband mocks it mercilessly.
To think it’s strange when women don’t fart in front of their men. I understand not in the beginning because it’s important to keep up the façade that women don’t poop/fart/etc but at the year mark, it’s okay to pass gas, seriously. I give you permission. If your man is cool, he’ll laugh.
To hate when celebrities say things like “no carbs, no salt, and no sugar” on why they have a smoking body. I’m sorry but I need carbs, and salt, and sugar to be happy so I guess no smoking body for me. Oh well.