Stipe's not far behind

Random Thoughts on a Tuesday Afternoon

1.  Today I smelled some chocolate chip cookies. They smelled like happiness.

2.  The only thing I can officially wear in smaller sizes so far are shoes. It will be nice getting back into my 7 1/2's, baby!

3. I am going to work out tonight. For the third time in less than a week, baby! (note to self: stop adding "baby" to the end of every sentence...baby!)

4. I have stopped reading trashy novels, people. They don't really appeal to me anymore. Mainly because I have transitioned to even more forbidden romances. Gay Amish boys. A werewolf and a vampire. Stories of rakish earls and spirited debutantes aren't thrilling enough. I wonder what the ultimate forbidden romance would be? A gay Amish werewolf and a straight, vegan Agnostic vampire?

5. One could be named Ferdinand. And the other would be Jedidiah.

6. And they could settle on respecting each other's religious views. Sometimes Ferdinand could come to church with Jedidiah..if the Amish were cool with that. But maybe Jedidiah would only tell Ferdinand he was going to hell like once a month, tops.

7. And they could have a car, but only use it on weekends or midnight taco bell runs. And they'd have a cat. And the Ferdinand would agree that the cat could have as much dairy as it wanted.  

8. And they wouldn't eat meat...unless it was a farm animal that Ferdinand took a personal disliking to.

9. Well, Ferdinand wouldn't eat it anyway, because he's a vampire.

This book is writing itself. It kind of feels like the next great American novel already, doesn't it?

Lori Ann

She smiled at me on the subway

To my dear and sweet niece Katherine (also know as Katy, Kat Rat, Ratty, Katy Kat, deal breaker, etc)

Another year has gone by.

Spring is here again and you are 5.

Most days it feels like I just blinked and years have gone by.

There are a lot of things I could say today. So many stories to tell.

From our secret passage walks to evil teddy bears to our youngest child power struggles.

When (or maybe if) you read this years from now, I hope you'll know those stories by heart.

So instead, I will just tell you what I should say every time I see you.

You are beautiful, Katy.

You are so kind.

You never forget anyone.

I am so proud of you.

In the words of Marilla Cuthbert:

"He knew we needed her."

God knew that we needed you, Katy-girl.

Love Always,

Aunt Lori

Who's that casting devious stares in my direction?

You guys..I take WAY too many pictures. And now I have my FAVORITE Monrobie video to date to prove it. 

It's amazing that some movie studio hasn't snapped me up yet. I'm sure they've seen my work by this point. 

Also..before the video, I am officially on Twitter. @lorihinsdale. I'm following the church twitter and all the judges from The Voice. You know..the important people. Look me up, bitches....ummm...my good people. (My nephew James asked me why I curse on my blog. Yikes. Here's to a family friendly Spinster Chronicles!) 

Without further ado...

Lori Ann

Some forever

In a few days, I will write a birthday tribute for this crazy girl. But; in the meantime, here is a (sad but cute) video of my true protege and fellow youngest child- the infamous Katherine Monroe!

Lori Ann

Lann (my kinda tribute to Cjane)

You know how when some people lose weight they start to get a little delusional and get glamour shots and all of that? 

That is so the direction me and this blog are headed in. 

Enjoy these emo inspired self portraits. There is plenty more where this came from:) 

I like this one because this is how I look at my clients when they are talking to me. Vaguely  amused with a hint of poorly concealed rage. 

This is my emo favorite. I wasn't thinking about death or  my anger towards 'the man'. I was thinking more about my sugar free tropical Popsicles. 

This is the day that Danielle flat ironed my hair. My favorite gay boys complimented me on it!! 

Lori Ann

So I travel back down that road

You guys...

I walked 2.2 miles this morning!!!

This is me looking sweaty and crazy. Why is my hair soooo bizarre?

Which; for you health nuts (or even you regular people) probably doesn't sound too impressive. 

For me, it was amazing. I think I am finally getting it. That nothing feels better than good health and the ability to do the things you want to do.

I went on a few walks and to the park with my nieces and nephews this weekend and it was SO NICE.

I can finally be the aunt that I have always wanted to be. 

That's probably my favorite thing about losing weight and getting healthier. 

I think they've probably been photographed more than most celebrity children at this point:) 

Yesterday; after we left the park and we were on to our next activity (because I've got the energy to do more than one hour with the kids now), I heard Elly whisper to herself 

"Best day ever!".

I'll take one Elly's  'best day evers'  over one box of donuts any day!!

Lori Ann

p.s.- I am 85 down from my all time high. If you need to end our friendship because the jealously is consuming you, I totally get it. :) 

I love you more

Random Thoughts on a rainy Friday afternoon

I have been working feverishly on discharges from my client list. I think I have some kind of work related spring cleaning obsession.

Too bad it doesn't extend to any actual cleaning.

Today I packed a V8 for lunch. I just don't understand people who don't love V8.

Do you think it's bothering people in the office next to me that I keep listening to a medley of Corrine Bailey Ray and the Beatles?

Personally, I think the loud banging on the wall is their way of saying "Play Paperback Writer one more time, please!"

Tonight I plan to do nothing. Absolutely nothing. Best. Plan. Ever.

We are taking the kids to DC next weekend. Once we can be sure that there are absolutely NO cherry blossoms left.

I love spring. Not because it's spring but because the weather (at least in early spring) reminds me of fall. And I keep telling myself "We just have to get through a few months until fall!"

Listening to Stand by Me (which my ipad just shuffled to) always makes me feels super philosophical and kind of sad about how fast my nieces/nephews are growing up.

I should use more music in my work. How would you feel if your therapist said "We're going to start today's session with an acoustic version of Sweet Child of Mine?"

You'd probably be pretty psyched. I don't know why I am even asking.

Lori Ann