Confessions Of A Splenda Stealer

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It’s January. Surprise, I know.

Rather than treat the first month of the new year as a fresh start, I tend to just stress myself out.

Behold, my usual string of January thoughts:

It’s been two days of exercise, why do I not have that buns of steel yet?!?

New year, new hairdo?? Am I bored with my hair?

I should be using all down time on projects that I have started and never finished, or planning how to launch my new empire…though not sure what that will be yet…

Essentially, every January, we all want to become new, turn over a new leaf, gain a new perspective that we failed to gain in the previous 12 months.

As I sit at work today (yes, Happy MLK Day to you too bossman), for some reason, I have found a moment to shut off the nervous creative energy, and just stop–and watch the snow falling out the window behind my computer monitor, watch the fresh white dusting outline the Gothic architecture of the Chanin Building across the street, and how even in the snow, the Chrysler Building looks even more luminous.

I sit in my cozy kelly green sweater dress, wrapped in a paisley shawl  around my shoulders (I think the heat is off today in the building) yet I am at content as I compile all the images for my article due tomorrow. Writing, typing, compiling, snug in my desk chair, snow falling, tunes playing on my Nano, and I am at peace in the moment.

Happy January.

Just click the link and go January 20th!! FREE MAKEUP nationwide, from retailers like Nordstrom’s, Macy’s, Saks, etc., are giving away nice makeup, not that Bonne Belle stuff…though I do love me some Dr. Pepper lip smackers…

http://fashionista.com/2009/01/free_makeup_at_department_stor.php

My friend sent me a link of New Year’s Eve plans in clubs and lounges in NYC. Some of the tickets go up to well over, well, almost $200…even for the dives that you would usually pay someone not to invite you to.

In a gchat convo today, discussing the ticket rate for a club called Pressure, J asked me if a $75 open bar from 10-2 AM sounded good. It sounds justifiable, for some. But then again, you have to remind yourself that you are speaking to a Splenda Stealer, who this week ran out of the supply her Mommy bought her, so has been on a klepto-fit, grabbing yellow packets left and right. I found two pink packets in my winter coat, and I was so excited my friend actually thought I had found money. (I also act this way when I find quarters.)

Our sad little convo on gchat:

J: there are a ton of places listed on that site

if you see something that catches your eye

let us know

because we have no set plans

me: ok, yeah i briefly looked yesterday

J: cool

so is $75 around your price range?

me: well from 10-2 i can see that as justifiable

…

my real price range is like $20

…

but i don’t really live within my means anyway