Thursday, July 12, 2007
This explains a lot!
I took this quiz that asked how cluttered my mind was and look what happened... Your Mind is 74% Cluttered |
 Your mind is quite cluttered. And like most clutter, it's a bunch of crap you don't need. Try writing down your worst problems and fears. And then put them out of your mind for a while. |
Mac or PC?
I'm seriously considering buying a Mac. I love my PC, I've always been a PC fan, but it seems for what I do in my personal life on the computer I need a Mac; for what I do in my professional life I need PC.
My husband wants a Mac just for the reason that there would be less crap around our desk. He can also get a bigger screen and well, basically something new. He's very into new. I on the other hand am very into not spending money, because if I spend money then I won't have it later if something better comes along.
Did I just say that? I know I make absolutely no sense, its like I'm the anti-woman. I don't like to spend money or shop. Maybe I just worked retail too long. Whatever it is I am really mulling over this decision, mainly because deep down I know this computer needs to be replaced and I want a Mac too. They look all cool and contemporary and I'm rebelling against my traditional roots and heading toward being a hippy contemporary loving fool.
My husband wants a Mac just for the reason that there would be less crap around our desk. He can also get a bigger screen and well, basically something new. He's very into new. I on the other hand am very into not spending money, because if I spend money then I won't have it later if something better comes along.
Did I just say that? I know I make absolutely no sense, its like I'm the anti-woman. I don't like to spend money or shop. Maybe I just worked retail too long. Whatever it is I am really mulling over this decision, mainly because deep down I know this computer needs to be replaced and I want a Mac too. They look all cool and contemporary and I'm rebelling against my traditional roots and heading toward being a hippy contemporary loving fool.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Doctor, I see a ..........
OK, I know I have done a lot of complaining about the rain, but tonight we got a real summer shower. The rain lasted all of about 5 minutes and it didn't really rain, it just sprinkled drops the size of baseballs. It was the smell that made me happy. You know that fresh just rained smell that no fabric softener can duplicate no matter how hard it tries.
It made me happy. I also got this really cool picture of some clouds - feel free to tell me what you think it looks like. I think probably a butterfly, or maybe my own personal angel showed herself.
Super Charlotte to the rescue!
Charlotte, aka Char or Super Charlotte as my children call her, again came to my rescue. It will cost me a little chocolate, but the only person I would willingly give my chocolate to would be Charlotte.
I had a price reduction on a property and Miss Charlotte printed the graphics for me and came down to my car to deliver them because I was not in proper attire to enter my workplace (this means I looked like sh*t in ratty shorts, hair up and varicose veins showing). Thank the heavens for Charlotte.
Of course Charlotte, being Charlotte will be afraid other people in our office will read this and expect the same service. Agents, I bet she would do it for you too, but you would have to gush all over her and bring her chocolate covered espresso beans and/or vodka.
I had a price reduction on a property and Miss Charlotte printed the graphics for me and came down to my car to deliver them because I was not in proper attire to enter my workplace (this means I looked like sh*t in ratty shorts, hair up and varicose veins showing). Thank the heavens for Charlotte.
Of course Charlotte, being Charlotte will be afraid other people in our office will read this and expect the same service. Agents, I bet she would do it for you too, but you would have to gush all over her and bring her chocolate covered espresso beans and/or vodka.
Monday, July 9, 2007
I'm a big fatty!!!
So today was measurement day at Curves. It did not go as well as planned. I first have to say that I am on the bulletin board for last month 6th best at total pounds and inches lost. This time I won't come close.
I have lost in my bust, waist & thighs, but gained in my abdomen & hips - everywhere else I stayed the same. I have gained in body fat % and gained a total of 3 lbs. I feel like I am doomed to live a live of a middle aged fat chick and I don't particularly care for that. I have started walking on Saturday & Sunday, because due to my work schedule I am not able to go to Curves on the weekends. I have even changed my diet by dumping the white stuff and going to whole grains and less processed foods.
I would love to have a trainer who can't put his arms down all the way and speaks with such a thick accent that I can't understand him, but I'm too cheap to pay for one and could never justify the cost to myself. Its very hard to stay upbeat about being a big girl. You get treated differently when you go into stores (I don't care what people say - you do). Men don't turn their heads to look anymore; and the news is constantly talking about what an epidemic obesity is. I guess now I'm an epidemic. I wish there was more encouragement to be healthier than harping about everyone being fat. If I went back in time, some Renaissance painter would want to paint me nude, but in the 21st century a size 14 is just plain fat (although men, that's the size Marilyn Monroe wore) I think I'll go eat a package of Oreo cookies, followed by a milk shake and a cheesecake for dessert.
I have lost in my bust, waist & thighs, but gained in my abdomen & hips - everywhere else I stayed the same. I have gained in body fat % and gained a total of 3 lbs. I feel like I am doomed to live a live of a middle aged fat chick and I don't particularly care for that. I have started walking on Saturday & Sunday, because due to my work schedule I am not able to go to Curves on the weekends. I have even changed my diet by dumping the white stuff and going to whole grains and less processed foods.
I would love to have a trainer who can't put his arms down all the way and speaks with such a thick accent that I can't understand him, but I'm too cheap to pay for one and could never justify the cost to myself. Its very hard to stay upbeat about being a big girl. You get treated differently when you go into stores (I don't care what people say - you do). Men don't turn their heads to look anymore; and the news is constantly talking about what an epidemic obesity is. I guess now I'm an epidemic. I wish there was more encouragement to be healthier than harping about everyone being fat. If I went back in time, some Renaissance painter would want to paint me nude, but in the 21st century a size 14 is just plain fat (although men, that's the size Marilyn Monroe wore) I think I'll go eat a package of Oreo cookies, followed by a milk shake and a cheesecake for dessert.
Friday, July 6, 2007
Help me lose 20 lbs!
I've often made remark on this blog and in my daily life that I'm old and fat. I'm really just a 38 year old mother of two who is no longer the size 4 she was when she got married. I've made myself a goal of losing 20 lbs by December that would probably take me from my current size 14 to about a size 10. I would love to lose 40 lbs and get back to my perfect body weight, but I'll take the 20 lbs.
Over the past few months I've enjoyed my blogging, and I've even (well maybe) made a friend online. Her name Krista & she's getting married on my dad's birthday and if that's not enough she and I like the same charity. The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. Check out her latest blog entry: Krista's Blog
She's running a marathon in SF this October and reading about her training has been instrumental in getting me to Curves for my workouts so I can get to my goal. Now help her get to her goal by donating to her run at Krista's Team in Training and inspire her!
Over the past few months I've enjoyed my blogging, and I've even (well maybe) made a friend online. Her name Krista & she's getting married on my dad's birthday and if that's not enough she and I like the same charity. The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. Check out her latest blog entry: Krista's Blog
She's running a marathon in SF this October and reading about her training has been instrumental in getting me to Curves for my workouts so I can get to my goal. Now help her get to her goal by donating to her run at Krista's Team in Training and inspire her!
Thursday, July 5, 2007
My husband surprises me! And its good, very good!
The husband and I have been married 12 years, I have been blessed and haven't worked full-time since the birth of our first child. All we have for retirement is a 401K from his work (that certainly won't see us thru the first year of retirement as it stands now). So we decided to call his Uncle for advice and he gave us the name of his financial advisor. So Tuesday we went and say the financial advisor. It was interesting, I liked the guy, he had good things to say and I felt comfortable with him handling our investments.
I am the "accountant" in our house. I don't think the husband really thinks about our financial status, he gets what he wants, tells me to get what I want and just lets me handle the money. I complain when he spends to much (or if I spend to much) and he usually listens unless some stupid video game is about to come out.
I am totally shocked and amazed at my husband. Today he spoke of our budget when I told him to drive thru McDonald's and get the kids lunch (I just didn't feel like making anything). He, my husband that buys junk at 7-Eleven all the time and is constantly coming home after just buying a coke a block away from our house when we have a case in the pantry, spoke to me of a budget. The same man who buys (or sneaks) every video game he can and only plays it after I have gone to bed for fear of being caught the first month he owns it, has the balls to actually comment to me about our budget.
I can honestly say I elated. I never thought I would see this day. We might actually get to build the house we want and send the kids to college and retire before we are 90. He's getting an extra special surprise when he gets home. Well maybe.
I am the "accountant" in our house. I don't think the husband really thinks about our financial status, he gets what he wants, tells me to get what I want and just lets me handle the money. I complain when he spends to much (or if I spend to much) and he usually listens unless some stupid video game is about to come out.
I am totally shocked and amazed at my husband. Today he spoke of our budget when I told him to drive thru McDonald's and get the kids lunch (I just didn't feel like making anything). He, my husband that buys junk at 7-Eleven all the time and is constantly coming home after just buying a coke a block away from our house when we have a case in the pantry, spoke to me of a budget. The same man who buys (or sneaks) every video game he can and only plays it after I have gone to bed for fear of being caught the first month he owns it, has the balls to actually comment to me about our budget.
I can honestly say I elated. I never thought I would see this day. We might actually get to build the house we want and send the kids to college and retire before we are 90. He's getting an extra special surprise when he gets home. Well maybe.
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
I am such a freak!
I couldn't do it. I just couldn't get the wasp out. I tried, I got close to actually trying something to get it out, but each time my nerves got the best of me. I even got the vacuum in the room with the wasp and turned it on, but I couldn't get close enough to actually suck it into the machine. So what, you ask, did I do. I went next door and got my neighbor (a girl, not a guy) to do it for me. My son called her Supergirl and I feel like a total failure as a mom. Now if someone was bleeding, or chopped something off, I'm good with that. I can even handle other bugs, kind-of, but I can't do flying stinging things. I just can't.
By the way, the vacuum is currently in the garage.
By the way, the vacuum is currently in the garage.
And then there was the flying creature.
There is a giant red wasp flying around my house. This is a danger when you have lots of little people running around your house and leaving doors open. You would think this would not be a very big problem, but for me it is.
I have a particularly irrational fear of flying stinging things. My parents and grandparents raised honey bees, I have convinced myself I will have a giant allergic reaction if a bee or wasp stings me. This is not the case, but I do get a really nasty welt and it hurts for like ever. Anyway, I also have a really big poison thing going on to. It probably more OCD regarding clean hands, but I hate to spray any kind of chemicals around my house, so yes, there goes the opportunity for wasp spray. My husband works till 10 and I'm basically screwed until he comes home unless the disgusting creature flies by the back/front door and waits for me to let him out.
I think I need to be sedated, or need some adrenaline shot to take care of this problem. If this is my last entry you will know it got me.
I have a particularly irrational fear of flying stinging things. My parents and grandparents raised honey bees, I have convinced myself I will have a giant allergic reaction if a bee or wasp stings me. This is not the case, but I do get a really nasty welt and it hurts for like ever. Anyway, I also have a really big poison thing going on to. It probably more OCD regarding clean hands, but I hate to spray any kind of chemicals around my house, so yes, there goes the opportunity for wasp spray. My husband works till 10 and I'm basically screwed until he comes home unless the disgusting creature flies by the back/front door and waits for me to let him out.
I think I need to be sedated, or need some adrenaline shot to take care of this problem. If this is my last entry you will know it got me.
Monday, July 2, 2007
Give me some more of this baby!
I had a two hour massage today. It was heaven. We should all do that more often. Find an excuse like I worked out today. I cleaned my whole house today (Ya right!). I gave birth to two monsters. I married a crazy man (or in my case a man addicted to video games). I had to make real macaroni and cheese. It doesn't matter. DO SOMETHING FOR YOURSELF.
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