Fat Nerd Fit

As a general rule, I try to give teenagers the benefit of the doubt. I know that they can be annoying and loud and obnoxious. They do dumb things and will act oddly just to get the attention. I didn’t think it at the time, but I am confident that adults felt the same about me when I was a teenager. At the book store, I run two very teenager heavy sections. Some of the teens do get on my nerves because they are still developing their people skills. A couple are just obnoxious in general. But the vast majority of them are awesome people-in-progress. Adults gave me tons of leeway and patience when I was younger, and I try to extend the same courtesy. As you’ve no doubt heard a million times: if you treat them as adults, they will behave as adults. I take them and their thoughts and ideas seriously. I listen to their opinions and engage them in conversation. We debate who the best Robin is (Dick Grayson). We discuss our theories as to where the MCEU is going. Who would win the Hulk...

I don't tell secrets unless someone is in danger. I know of no one in danger, therefore I have no secrets I am willing to share.

Relaxation is a key part of taking care of yourself. We can schedule the days, check off the to-do lists, accomplish all the thing- including eating right and working out- but that’s not all you need to do. Sometimes you need to do nothing. In a perfect world, I’d love to put time aside to relax once a week, or more often. But, usually, I’m lucky to get in purposeful relaxion once a month. I’m one of those multi-taskers that can’t sit still very well. As I type, I am working on catching up on blogtober, watching Spider-Man Homecoming, baking muffins, and thinking about what must get done next week. Oh, and playing around on the Stargate Forum. But, when I do get around to relaxing, my favorite thing to do is to give myself a facial, take an Epsom salt bath with some essential oils, listen to my spa playlist and read a book. My dog gets really confused when I do this and usually lays on the bathroom rug judging me silently. I like to do this when no one else is home so I can hav...

I have no problem growing old. I refuse to grow-up.

I try very hard to respect people’s phobias. I try very hard not to make fun of people for them, or tease them about them, or belittle them because of them. I am scared to great-googly-moogly of geckos. The house I grew up in had so many geckos! I saw them crawl out of a sink faucet, ninja out of a crack in a countertop, and freaking materialize in the middle of a room as I walk across it. They died in light fixtures and left creepy gecko corpse shadows in the ceiling. They jumped off the door at you when you approached just trying to get into the house. I have stepped on something “wet” in the middle of the night only to wake up to a corpse in the middle of my bedroom in the morning. I had a lot of friends tease me over how much they freak me out. I know that they had no intension of being mean. It was intended as good-natured ribbing. But that teasing struck me harder than the other times because I felt like my fear was something I had no control over. I could try a n...

My husband and I are the stuff-keepers of our families. We love old stuff in general, but I think photos are pretty awesome. I love seeing old photos of family members I have never met, those who passed away before-or long before- I was born. I think it gets especially cool when I see a picture of an ancestor with an object that I have from them. The best example is: I have several Shlitz glasses and a cocktail shaker from my great grandparent’s bar. At a recent family reunion somehow brought tons of old photos and one was of said great grandparents in said bar. Very awesome. My husband is a “the fourth” in his family. We have an old photo of “the first” and his wife. I think it’s easy in this technological age to forget that photos were not so omnipresent even twenty years ago. There was a time you had to plan ahead to bring your camera. There was a time you had to find a friend who even owned a camera. There was a time when photos were so rare that people only had their pictur...

I love to read. My favorite book series is Harry Potter. I’m part of the Hogwarts Running Club and read the books at least once a year. Outside of Harry Potter I like Young Adult and Teen books. I like using books as simple escapism. I know that at 33 I am far too old to be reading the same books I recommend to parents of twelve year olds, but I have to learn enough life lessons in the real world. I like simple stories that allow me an hour or so to live outside my own existence. Stories of peasant girls becoming princesses, history nerds becoming hero's, and boys who live in the cupboard under the stairs saving the world without anyone knowing. At the bookstore, we are allowed to check out books like a library without the time limit. I grab a book off the shelf read it and put it back- averaging two to three book a month. I judge a book by it’s cover first, then the summary. I’ve been let down a few times (Wildflower, I’m calling you out) and pleasantly surprised by others (B...