* 2 large mangoes, ripe but still firm, peeled
* 1 pineapple, peeled and cored
* 1 medium red onion, peeled
* 1/2 cup chopped fresh cilantro
* 1/4 cup freshly squeezed lime juice

I'm food obsessed again...but then again...who isn't?

This was soooo good.

The cafeteria at work made this salsa.

So stinking good.

I plopped it on top of my baby spinach salad

& threw in some chicken for good measure.

Delicious.

Labels: Food, Obsession

I just finished reading The Other Boleyn Girl. What a descriptively creative story. It's told from the point of view of Mary Boleyn, sister of the infamous Anne Boleyn, the second wife to King Henry the VIII, who untimely lost her head. Mary is married off at 15...then, chosen to be the King's mistress. What fun...& I left out the part about the gay brother & the witch & the prostitutes.

The next day I received The Tudors from Netflix. Seems I'm obsessed with Henry VIII & this whole time in history. Has anyone else seen this ShowTime series? Holy crap is Jonathan Rhys Meyers lovely? He's got lips to die for...plus, he's deliciously Irish in real life. I sort of miss his Irish accent in this as he tries to sound English.

I love the clothes from this time period...although...I'm sure if I had to wear them I'd be so uncomfortable. All that tightening & pushing up...gotta love a good heaving bosom though...no?

Labels: Books, Obsession, Television

OK...they don't quite look like this on me...

but they still make me happy when I look down & see them.

They come up a lot closer to my belly button.

Good thing too.

because if they didn't...

I'd sort of feel like they needed to be constantly pulled up a bit all damn day.

The sales woman at the Body Gap called them girl shorts.

Anyone else out there ever try this style before?

They are comfy & are sort of forgiving in the visible pantyline arena.

Labels: Obsession, Silliness, Style

I was obsessed with this woman for the 10 minutes I was in the locker room with her (& for the 10 minutes it took to write this). Why? Because she wouldn't acknowledge my presence in any way shape or form.

Don't you usually nod or smile or even (dare I say it?) say hello to those people who's name you may not know, but you see them all the time & know their faces?

I see this woman at least a couple times a week in the locker room. Usually, we are the only 2 women in there at the time. It's a small room & there's just no friggin way you could overlook someone...but yet she does. I've nodded & gotten an "I see through you" stare from her. I've said, "Hi" & gotten no response. Today, I heard a huge opportunity come my way as the sound of her sneeze hit my ears. "Bless you", I said. (I know she heard me, damn it). "Nothing", she said. She didn't even look my way.

Maybe she's deaf, you say? Well, wouldn't she sign me something?

She's about 5'6" tall with a boyish build (small breasts, no defined waist, no butt, very flat stomach). She takes an unseemingly long time blow drying her hair, she always uses a blue towel when drying off after her shower & she never, ever wears skirts.

If you see her, ask her why I've been obsessed with her for a total of 20 minutes today. I doubt she'll answer you either.

Labels: Obsession