This Week

1) Beware of grouch Paige. This week lots of little bothers rolled into each other and turned me into one raging angry faux-adult. I took Friday off to work on an attitude adjustment and to spare my coworkers of my bitch-mouth, but I woke up late and wasted half the day, which only makes me grumpier.

2) Faith and The Human Spirit- You know what's a good way to snap out of a bad mood? Go see The 33. It's the kind of movie that makes you cry happy tears, and since you already know what happens to the Chilean miners you don't really have to spend the movie in a state of anxiety. I love the idea that you can be a Christian and believe God had a hand in keeping them all safe, or you can be anything else and still recognize that their faith in God kept them together. I want to believe in something so strongly that I could have that security.

3) You know what I do have faith in? My personal trainer, who continues to not take any shit from me while still being very nervous about my health. She's convinced I need to see a neurologist and is constantly worried I'm going to drop a weight on myself or pass out. She's not wrong to be worried, but she also has a unique perspective in that she sees my body working every week, knows what I eat, and is still concerned. A doctor you might see once, they suggest you eat better, and then they send you away. So there's a certain amount of validation in someone paying that close attention that can say "I see you struggling, and I see your body working differently than others, and Something is wrong."

4) Eating Healthier for that trainer- Ugh, do I hate protein drinks. But the rest of what she's instructed me to do isn't so bad. Lemon water (not water with lemon, but a glass of water with straight lemon juice in it) has been a surprisingly effective and easy change in my diet that's given me more energy, supposedly will help me lose weight, and also is giving my skin a boost.

5) And when I don't eat healthy? Thursday, the Taco Bell boy gave me the senior citizen discount because he thought I was cute. This also occasionally happens at my movie theater. Humble brag? Maybe. Weird compliment? I'll take it.