I have some Miao photos from March that I still haven’t uploaded yet. It has been ages since I’ve taken new ones. I guess I have been busy, but not that busy, and taking Miao photos is a priority.
The Miaos are happy and the snow is finally melting.
There have been many Merpuff sightings here, of the ruby-throated and the even rarer lavender-throated varieties.
I haven’t been on WordPress much, I feel so out of touch with everyone, but I don’t know what I’ve been doing instead since it is not like I have been more productive. I haven’t gone running, I haven’t cooked much yummy food, I haven’t read any books, and in general I haven’t had any fun.
I seem to have an issue finding jeans that fit. I don’t know if it is because they just don’t make them my size, or I get too impatient after trying a couple pairs on that I settle for whatever. A couple weeks ago, I bought two new pairs of jeans and I was really excited about them because they fit so well, or so I thought. Today was the first day I wore them. I discovered that the legs are considerably too long, which was the main issue with my previous jeans, the ones I was replacing. Now, I *know* I tried these on, and I even got a size smaller than before. I also know that my legs cannot possibly be shrinking in length, especially not over the space of a couple weeks. I am exceedingly confused. I must have thought they fit or else I wouldn’t have bought them. I know I need to get petites or short length or whatever, but for some inexplicable reason, I never do. So now I wasted money on jeans that are too long and that I will have to wear anyways. They are at least three to five inches too long. What happens is they become frayed around the hem area until it looks like some kind of cloth-eating dust bunny was chasing me and chomping at my heels. In the winter and rainy weather, they get horribly muddy and wet. Some part of me, deep down inside, must really want jeans that are too long, or maybe I just can’t admit to myself that I’m not quite as tall as average, or I’m simply so used to ill-fitting jeans that I don’t notice anymore.