seems like a lot of the stuff that brings me joy, these days also induces guilt.
summer of 1977..slammed on a bikini, grabbed a beach towel, slathered on the baby oil, cranked up the radio...bingo...heaven.
now the sun is a double edged sword, not enough means too little vitamin D, too much
means skin cancer..(come to think of it the baby oil in '77 probably already did irreversible damage).
chocolate, up until recently, a daily staple of my diet, and a great source of comfort to me, now is a no-no because it causes reflux!!!
and reading magazines, (i have always been a mag-hag), has become an un-green activity...trees are killed, landfills filled.
guess that leaves blogging...(am i wasting electricity?) green guilt abounds.
oh yeah, and did i mention the SUV i've fallen in love with?
15 miles per gallon..............
that's enough to take the joy right out of my joyride....
think it's time to read my mags on a blanket in the sun with a bag of chocolate
and some Prilosec while dreaming of my Jeep.
3 comments:
We could die in an earthquake or cyclone tomorrow....so enjoy your tan, magazines, and chocolate!!!
...and heck go get that JEEP!!!!!
You'll kill less trees if you don't get the oversized Readers' Digest for the blind.
what are we going to read on our break when the mags all come shrinkwrapped thanks to the DPS flat sorters?
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