Nearing the End...

As we near the final catechism post I've started thinking of what to write about in the future.  Of course I will be writing about my faith, but probably less so.  I would like for this blog to be of some use to readers in a practical way, so I was thinking of writing of my journey into traditional eating (Weston A. Price style).  Perhaps I could write about art, or related things like crafting.
Either way, it will become something with a little more variation.

In the meantime, we proudly present;

Things I'm Bad At.

• Baking puff pastries - they just never taste good.  Sure, they're puffy, but they taste like crap.
• Talking to a large group of people.  Not in the public speaking sense, in the group of friends sense.  If there are more than three people there, I tend to just listen.
• Knowing when to interject.  This is a new one for me, recently I've begun to interrupt people to add things.  It's annoying.
• Being patient.
• Weeding the garden.  I have no idea what is a weed and what is a sprouting flower.
• Giving a speech.  No matter how well-written it is I sound like I'm twelve.
• Crossing myself in public.  I'm still embarrassed to cross more than once before a meal.
• Memorizing things, particularly numbers.  I still haven't fully memorized the Act of Contrition.
• Remembering birthdays.
• Debating articulately when faced with wall opposition, especially when said opposition gets aggressive and loud.
• Debating at all, for that matter.
• Not posting emo things on facebook on occasion.
• Praying daily.
• Staying concentrated.  The only thing I can stay concentrated on for very long periods of time is cleaning.
• Doing yoga regularly.  I should really be better at this...
• Buying things for me.  I will logic myself out of anything I consider frivolous, which generally includes purchasing any kind of gift for myself (like that jar of nutella that looks so delicious sitting in the baking aisle).
• Not being a cheapskate.  I am notoriously frugal.  I stared at the chickens at Sprouts for a good ten minutes talking myself into buying the organic, free range, sustainably farmed one which was at least $10 more expensive than the other one.  The argument went something like, "sustainably farmed, organic, good for me but it's so expensive! But, good for me. Expensive!"  Obviously the argument was internal, although...
• ...talking to myself in public.  I do this a lot, particularly in the grocery store.  I get lots of strange looks.

Yep.  I could go on, but my eyes are starting to get strained from too much laptop usage and not enough carrots.
Laptop usage > carrot consumption.
Actually, it's quite skewed.

lulz.


What would you like to see me write about?