The letter J

I should have picked the letter B, so I could put that KICK ASS Blondie recipe up, but that will have to wait for another day. I will stick with the J and make the most of it. Justifiable homicide? Just kidding! No, I want to admit that I am kind of a jerk! And not like a jerk who makes soda, or like the kind of meat, but like the kind of person who acts jerky! But not twitchy jerky, jerky jerky! Why would such a fantabulous person such as myself admit to being a jerk? Well, because I get so caught up with my own crap that I jump to conclusions about things, people, life, that might not be founded in any type of reality. Take yesterday for example. I was feeling very upset because I was jealous of this person buying a ton of beer at HEB, and I didn't have go buy a ton of beer money, and that very silly thing spiraled into a whole pity party whereby I started picking apart friendships, relationships, work, family, and everything. Weird how that can happen, right? Beer envy created life panic. I started going over texts and phone conversations with people from that day and the previous days, and decided that my lack of texts, lack of plans, and annoyance at being at a standstill at work all equalled having no friends, no future, and meant I needed to eat a tray of blondies. Sheesh! All from beer envy! So, today, thanks in a large part to one of my besties, Leslee, giving me a reality check, I realize I am indeed a jerk! (Although, Leslee did not tell me this, she was just being a good friend and I came to that realization on my own!) A jerk with good friends who have their own issues. And a jerk with good friends who would understand me better if I was open with them. A TOTAL jerk who doesn't have to have people over every weekend to remember that people still care about me. Also, I am little jerky for thinking the worst of not only one friend, but many different people. I have to say though, there are still a couple people out there I think I am right about! I do still have beer envy though, so anyone who feels like they may have bought too much recently, I can totally help you out with that!
Now I am off to Blazer Tag and the Children's museum. Fun right? WRONG! I have to pick up some gift certificates for the Cowan Carnival this weekend. You should come, it will be fun. You can call me a jerk and I will admit to it, but still possibly harbor some resentment toward you for being so mean!