Can I just say how much I LOATHE the sanctimonious horseshit on social media every stinking year about New Years Resolutions no one keeps? God Help Me.

And this year The Husband has jumped on the bandwagon. He went and spent 300 dollars on an overpriced freaking BLENDER to make green smoothies. Because this is going to fix his diabetes and weight problems. He just got around to telling me, the person who shops,budgets and cooks all the food, about this yesterday. He plans to start Monday. While our shelves are filled with food he now considers “not good for him”. According to some dipshit “certified nutrition expert” on FUCKING FACEBOOK. Nevermind the two ACTUAL nutritionists we both saw, one after his first heart attack and angioplasty (he’s had 3) and one a little over a year ago, at his insistence. And did he follow the ACTUAL nutritionist’s advice? Nope. For about a month, maybe. Had he listened to that advice, he might be a few pounds or more lighter and more importantly, off the diabetes meds. But no, a fucking 300 dollar blender and some fucking overpriced produce is going to make things all better. Meanwhile I can’t afford all the things I need to keep the front porch from literally falling off the house. I want to break things.

Then there’s the same people, every stinking year, who vow to do this or that to lose weight and get in shape. My neighbor, the conservative who loves guns and trucks and Jesus, is now spending a fortune on losing weight with aromatherapy oils, some of which she’s putting in water and drinking. Yummy. But, are any of these people actually physically moving their bodies? NOPE. No exercise mentioned by any of them.

Meanwhile, back on Planet Earth, I have been on a mission to feel better. So, the dog and I began walking about 3 years ago, almost daily. In that time we’ve walked more than 2300 miles with a higher goal set each year. I’ve lost a bit of weight(15 so far, with a goal of 20 more) and kept it off and the only money spent has been on shoes. Not expensive trendy shoes, just shoes with good arch support and a halfway decent sole. And can I get a single one of those people to walk with me? NOPE. Not ever. AND I STILL EAT COOKIES when I want to.

OK, rant over. I’m so sick of this bullshit. Facebook is really bad about this shit, that’s where 90 percent of the crap I see friends and family post and talk about comes from. And you cannot talk to people about biology and science, they won’t hear of it. Even if the shit they’re doing is obviously not working. I’m moving to a cave with puppies first chance I get. Dogs are the only creatures that make any sense to me right now.