Clever Title.

There's something about right now. I woke up at 6:30am sick, coughing, and not being able to breathe. After taking a drink of water, going to the bathroom, I find myself getting out the books my mother just sent me and having the desire to just stay awake, and read. I started reading Austenland again, and realizing why, when I first read it, I stayed up all night, never putting it down, to finish it. It's a really good book. And now there's a second one. Midnight in Austenland. I can't wait to read after re-reading Austenland.
There's also something about being sick. . . you drink twice the amount of liquids that you usually do, and that causes you to pee every twenty minutes. Also, it gives some women the mindset that they'll probably loose a few pounds from being sick. I don't doubt we've all thought it slightly. . .We don't eat as much, we drink a lot more, and especially if you have the flu, you do loose some weight. Sure it's probably not healthy, but what about the way some women think is healthy? Some take the most ridiculous diets, or pills to make the "perfect body" or "shape" that they want. What ever happened to being satisfied and happy with the way you are? You're beautiful no matter what, sure it's not the celebrity beauty and glamorous sheen of plastic surgery, botox, and make up, but that's all nasty anyways.
What ever happened to the classic beauty of those naked women with plump waists and thick thighs in the timeless paintings that no one really stops to look at?
I was told once that I had a classic beauty like those women. Not perfect, but beautiful for it. Very classic and beautiful just the way I am. It was the most unique compliment I've gotten!
I want you took look at this painting and just study the natural beauty humans have.

Now tell me. Is she skinny? (The skinny women have a mind set for?) No. She has a stomach that isn't flat. She also doesn't have those big breasts women get implants for. She's not wearing makeup or the latest fashion. Granted she's naked, but that doesn't distract from the classic beauty I've been talking about.

I got slightly off topic of what I started talking about. But it's my blog, and I can ramble and talk about what ever I want! So take that world. I'm too cool for rules. . .of. . blogging. There isn't any, at least, not that I know of.

A time for this.

There's a time for everything. There are times you want to do everything, and there are times you don't want to do a single thing at all.
I want to type.
There's a time for that.
Right now.
But then again, I should be doing something....important.
Ha.
Today - the day I finally feel better. Having the flu sucks. The day after is just as sucky.
Today I'm going to Cluff Ponds with friends.
I'm happy.
Are you?
You should be.
Deal with it and put a smile on that face.

The After Math.

So I slept well, a few dreams about it, but that's nothing. Waking up, I didn't hear anything like sirens from the police and other emergency vehicles, so I started to wonder if everything was alright. The warning Sirens went off a few time in the night, one time waking me. But no serious Damage was done to Maui, we are very Blessed. It could have been much worse.