Things in America Making Me Fat

A list:

  • My car.
  • Ketchup, the kind with high-fructose corn syrup.
  • Cable television.
  • Having to drive to work.
  • Ease of parking.
  • Central heating: it make me very warm inside and very cold outside; thus, I do not leave the house
  • Pretzels
  • Having to “cook” for myself a.k.a. making myself a bowl of cereal. And then refilling it twenty times.
  • Sitting all day long instead of standing and yelling at high school kids. I think the whole yelling thing burns at least ten calories per hour
  • I don’t pasear, especially in the winter.
  • Expensive produce–apples are $2.00 per pound, whereas in Spain they were like 50 céntimos per kilo.
  • Coffee creamer.

I just felt like saying that I hate it when people say all Americans are fat due to fast food. I never (okay, hardly ever) eat fast food, and America is still making me fat. How does s/he do it? It’s a conspiracy, I tell you.


Behind the Scenes

Behind the scenes of this blog, a lot of stuff is going on. Or, rather, we’re waiting for it to do so.

You see, although having a blog is inherently narcissistic (in that I enjoy getting positive feedback, interacting with other bloggers, and knowing that somewhere out there someone’s reading), I don’t tell you everything. Surprise! Although I may seem like a chronic oversharer, I promise – there are people out there way worse than me.

I’m working a nine-to-five job, balancing work with relationships and trying to not gain forty pounds from my desk job. I’m slowly memorizing the Chicago Manual of Style. I’m learning whether the verb should be lie, lay, laid, or lain. (Yes, it does exist.) I’m trying to keep my apartment clean and my kitten from biting my legs.


He did this on purpose to look innocent. He is not.

But, if you know me, there are always a million things swirling around in the back of my mind. The future, you see, is still up in the air. We’re waiting on a few things. While we’re waiting, I’m here; he’s there. We talk every day – we Skype, chat, email, text, Facebook…you name it, we use it.

Kelly wrote this great post about technology and study abroad – its pluses and minuses. I could say the same for the Internet and my What Ifs. I get sucked into the vortex of the Internet and emerge, hours later, starving and wondering just how I got started down this series of tubes.

You may now understand my lack of writing. I want to tell you, but I also am afraid of putting myself out there, getting too personal, and – you know – looking like a fool in the end.

So, if you ever want to know more (and I understand that you might), please email me: kalhendr[at]gmail[dot]com. I’m more than willing to dish over Gmail. Or add me on Facebook. You can see all the sappy, lovey dovey photos that you always seem to be searching for.