The good news is that I discovered an abs class at my gym that makes my abs wonder what it is they ever did to me anyway. The bad news is that it now hurts to laugh.
The good news is that the instructor is also a massage therapist, and even told me that she’d give me a session for free because she’d love to work on my body. The bad news is that, from what I gathered, it’s a new technique she created that involves massaging with her feet. I’ll have to let you know. And heck yes, I’m doing it because FREE MASSAGE, YA’LL. And yes, that’s the first time I’ve ever said or written the word ya’ll. In fact, I wonder if that is how you spell it.
The good news is that I found some cute underwear for 20% off the already low price of $1.95. The bad news is that apparently I still have to do laundry. Because there always seem to be more days than underwear. And yes, you can quote me on that.
The good news is that I was looking through some pictures of me in the photo box marked Jessica and man, was I a cute little blonde version of my brothers. The bad news is that there were quite a few pictures that I had to throw away. And if you don’t know why this is–one word: archives.
The good news is that my skin is no longer dry dry dry and flaking off like it’s always winter and never Christmas. The bad news is that it might be trying to teach me a lesson in gratitude because now it’s breaking out. Great. Maybe a song is in order: Breaking Out is Hard to Do. Only, wait. It’s actually easy; just look at me.
The good news is that I cut my toenails yesterday, a task that I always congratulate myself on because it really does seem like both such a hassle and a chore. A chassle, if you will. Which I did when I cut my toenails. The bad news is that I cut one toenail too short, making my poor toe bleed and now hurt like the dickens no matter how many times I try to explain to it that it’s just a little toe, that it shouldn’t be quite so powerful in terms of making my quality of life suffer.
The good news is that I got home tonight with the grand idea of making myself a fried egg sandwich. I took out the frying pan, buttered it while it sat on top of the stove, only to look in the fridge and discover that the bad news is that we have no eggs. So there I was, cooking butter for nothing.
The good news is that I doubled the recipe of mac and cheese that I made two nights ago, assuring that there would be plenty of leftovers for days to come, since mac and cheese leftovers is actually something I enjoy. The bad news is that once I realized I was cooking butter for nothing, I decided to have some mac and cheese only to discover that was gone, baby, gone too.
The good news is that my pop walked in with some Chinese food leftovers right after I discovered that a). we had no eggs for my fried egg sandwich and b). we had no mac and cheese for my mac and cheese leftovers. The bad news is that I don’t particularly love Chinese food, but as it was ACTUALLY THERE, I ate some.
The good news is that I am going to see my brother graduate from the UCLA screenwriting master’s degree program in June (which he didn’t know until now). The bad news is that airlines now charge you for a seat as well as the flight. I would like to know what their going rate for a flight without a seat is, but they are not forthcoming with that information. I wonder if the seat belt will cost extra too.
The good news is that I am going to sleep with clean, wet hair. The bad news is that I will either look really cool or really crazy when I get up in the morning, though they are not necessarily mutually exclusive.
Yeah I can’t wait!!! And about those pictures, couldn’t you just photoshop them??? I’m sure there’s a filter or something for just this situation.
And man, when “making a fried egg sandwich” qualifies as “good news” you know you’re going through a tough time.
And ew, “I’d like to work on that body” sounds like a pretty gross come on line!!!
I know! I’m so excited to come watch you graduate and just be in CA with you guys in general!!!
And believe me, these pics weren’t worth photo shopping…and have you ever HAD a fried egg sandwich?? They really are delish!!!
And yeah, that line about working on my body–it could totally be creepy–but not in this case. She’s legit and I won’t mind her working on my body at all! (haha and now I sound creepy)
1) You did indeed spell “ya’ll” correctly. Bravo. I’m not a “ya’ll” girl myself, but I know my way around a “ya’ll.” Living in Texas and all.
2) I have so many underpants for the exact reason of not wanting to do laundry. I so get that.
3) Yay, Latshaw-West!!
4) YAY BEDHEAD JESSICA!! Can’t wait til tomorrow’s crazy hair pictures. Because there WILL be crazy hair pictures, right? Right. That’s what I thought.
Well I am relieved that I did spell ‘y’all’ correcty. Wait–my phone just autocorrected it to THAT. Huh. Maybe there are a few different versions…aaaand I am so sorry to disappoint, but I didn’t have time to capture the mad bedhead that ensued this morning. But believe me, it was good. Too bad I actually had to be somewhere early today (unlike most mornings), and couldn’t take time to do the important things in life like document my bedhead…!!!;-)
Oh my gracious, Mandy…I read this as, “YAY BEHEADED JESSICA!!” I did a double-take because I knew that couldn’t be right! I’m quick like that…
oh hahahahahaha. that’s just perfect.
LOL! I would not “yay” a beheaded Jessica, I know that for sure!!
*major sigh of relief*
I am hoping that crazy pictures ensue! I hope that you are well Jessica. Congrats Jason for getting your Masters, that is awesome!
God Bless you!
Oh boo. I really shoulda taken pics…perhaps I can sketch something…and thanks, Rachel! And yes–jason deserves Manu kudos for his master’s degree!!!
i love this!! – not the bad news..but the good new:) especially that you get to go to LA to watch Jason graduate:) and that does sound very interesting..the message with the womans feet..let me know how that goes:)
Haha Sarah, I totally will–and I know! So psyched to go to CA and see Latshaw-west!!:)
The good news: I grilled some delicious salmon for dinner last night.
The bad news: Rebekah asked me to invite you to eat with us but I thought you already had plans for dinner! Little did I know that involved a non-existent fried egg sandwich, non-existent mac and cheese, and leftover Chinese food. I think you would have like my dinner just a little more!! Sorry!!
I would have liked your dinner soooo much! But I didn’t get back until later–past the time you guys had dinner, so I would have missed it:( next time, please!!!
Good news/bad news—-isn’t that just like life?
Hey—about that pan with melted butter in it……:0)
Oops mom, I think that was you who left that comment, right? Unless I’ve totally lost it and am commenting to myself without remembering.
That would be concerning:)
You and mom need to get your computer and profile acts together!!!
True story! It’s my fault–sometimes I use her comp, but it always keeps me signed in even when I re-sign her back in…blame it on me…:)
I always thought it was y’all…technically I am not southern, though I have southern roots. I know, you just thought they were blonde.
I am very glad you will be able to be in CA for the big day…CONGRATS, Jase!!
You ARE blond, huh?! Off topic: do you ever wanna go back to your roots?(the blond ones, not the southern ones)
I don’t know. Periodically I toy with the idea. I don’t know if it would make me look too washed out now. I guess if I did, it would have to be the right shade of blonde…who knows what that is now!
well, I’m sure you’d look beautiful as a blonde too:)
Aww, thanks, Jess!
Ok I was with you until the airline seat/flight thing! What that heck is that? So glad I’m not on tour right now, with Brewster. That sucks!
I know! As if a seat is now come kind of cushy luxury we should pay for–instead of, ummmm, kind of necessary…!
I actually prefer to spell y’all with the apostrophe after the y. you all = y’all
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either way suits though.
sorry you are going through tough times. thank you for continuing to share and inspire.
Hey Ashley! Thanks for stopping by and the kind words and sharing your spelling preference of y’all:)
I’D HAVE TO SAY, I’M WITH ASHLEY ON THIS ONE.
Well there you have it, when the author of Lamguage corrects you, the debate is over.
this is true. anyone who has created lamguage definitely gets final say.
Hahaha – really funny post. I have to ask – when you were over here with our family for the blizzard, did you ever get to taste the wonderfulness that is my over-easy egg on a bagel half? If not, we’ve got to schedule a sunday lunch (because we have them almost every sunday for lunch) when you can come over.
You know–I came over that one sunday, maybe a few months ago, do you remember that? And I got to experience that most delicious of sandwiches–the over-easy egg on a bagel. I still remember it cause it was perfect!!! I’d love to have it again sometime;)
Ah yes! I do remember! Now did you go sans Old Bay seasoning, or with?
Christian makes a delicious velveeta grilled cheese sandwich too.
And don’t forget my french toast egg sandwich with grilled bacon (or ham)!! Remember that?? It’s been a long time since I’ve made that monster.
Ummmm, I never had that. I know that for sure! That sounds like something Jim Gaffigan would joke about, like the Donut Ham Hamburger.
haha the donut ham hamburger! but christian, I went sans the old bay–I’m not a lover of fine spices, for the most part:)
I don’t like Old Bay because it just automatically makes me think “Hey I’m eating a crab.”
oh, and wow–this crab must have eaten A LOT of potatoes…