November 24, 2009

end of the semester flurry

I have two class periods left before the end of the semester, which basically means I have two classes to finish the research project, plan and prepare the presentation, then stumble along to the other projects for a class I'm taking this summer! I've already had one paper due for that class, don't get me started - I know it's a process and it's to help us work on things gradually over the course of the year instead of trying to do forty hours of work in one shortened semester. That doesn't mean it's any easier. And then I really REALLY need to get the editing finished on this other paper that I'm trying to submit for publication - actually that might be able to occupy me on my flights. I leave for vacation in two and a half weeks and could not be more excited or ready!

That doesn't sound all that busy, does it? But it is, because it's in addition to working 40 hours a week, commuting 10 hours a week, fitting in exercise, playing with the dog and making sure she doesn't feel ignored, my standing appointments during the week, PLUS the holidays!? I hate the end of the semester flurry, but it's all worth it when the break begins! I get to take three glorious weeks off this year, and will be spending the first third in sunny Arizona and California visiting family and friends. Can.Not.Wait.

November 19, 2009

who needs to be a millionnaire?

I DO! I need to be a millionnaire because right now? All my clothes are too big. Which is a GREAT problem to have and believe me, I'm not complaining. I've lost almost 40 pounds (don't get too excited, I have a ways to go yet) and I've shrunk as much clothes as I can and it's not doing the trick. I just bought this fantastic pair of jeans, maybe four weeks ago. First jeans I've found in a while that I really liked, they fit well, great boot length; loved them. Spent money on them, these aren't like Old Navy throw-them-away-they-were-so-cheap jeans. I can't even keep them up - I had a momentary scare when my boot heel caught on the hem.

So on top of all that, I'm going on vacation in a month and I need a new wardrobe! A friend suggested I get some essentials (like the beloved jeans) tailored and taken in rather than spend money on clothes that I will only have to replace in another month anyway. Have any of y'all ever done that? Does it work well, or does it make the clothes look funny? Is it cheaper just to buy new clothes? I'd rather spend my vacation money doing fun things than on new clothes!

November 11, 2009

baby, it's cold outside!

It is that time of year when the sky is shades of gray and backdrop to naked tree branches. Frost makes the grass crunchy and flip flops out of the question. It's the time of year when I most crave comfort food, the kind that warms you from the inside out and also the time of year when it's tempting to curl up and not move until the sun comes back. I've been trying to be healthier, my classmates and I have a competition going to see who can lose the most weight by the end of the semester, and I love me a competition! I've been trying to get some of those comfort food feelings without the comfort food calories and have found some great recipes. Like this one from Not Eating Out in New York

Coconut Curry Butternut Squash Soup
(makes about 6 servings)

about 2 lb butternut squash (or substitute with acorn squash, delicata squash, pumpkin, etc.)
1 large onion, chopped
1 ripe tomato, chopped
1 small clove garlic, minced
2 cups vegetable stock
1 can coconut milk
2 teaspoons curry powder
1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper (optional, or more, to taste)
salt and pepper to taste
2-3 teaspoons fresh lemon juice
2-3 tablespoons vegetable oil

Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Slice the squash in half and scoop out the seeds and pulp with a spoon. Save for another use or discard. Spread about 1 tablespoon vegetable oil on the bottom of a roasting tray and place the squash halves cut side-down on the tray. Roast for about 30 minutes, or until the flesh feels soft when poked and it has shrunken away from the skins a bit. Flip over and let cool. Once cool enough to handle, scoop out all the flesh and reserve in a bowl.

Meanwhile, heat a heavy-bottomed pot with another tablespoon or so of vegetable oil and sweat the onions over medium-low heat. Season with salt and pepper and cook until translucent, about 8 minutes, stirring occasionally. Add the curry powder, optional cayenne, chopped tomato and garlic and cook, stirring occasionally, another 4-5 minutes. Add the roasted squash, coconut milk and vegetable stock. Stir to combine thoroughly and bring just to a boil. Reduce heat to a simmer and cook, covered, for about 20 minutes or so. Using a hand blender, puree the soup to a smooth consistency (this can also be done by transferring the soup in batches to a food processor or blender). Taste for seasoning. Add additional stock or coconut milk if it’s too thick to your liking. Once the soup is to preferred taste and consistency, stir in the lemon juice to taste and serve.

July 30, 2009

jokes on me!

I need a good laugh. Like a laugh that makes tears roll down your face, and your stomach muscles realize what they are missing. The kind of laugh where you are gasping for air and simultaneously wish it would stop and never end. Don't get me wrong, I've laughed quite a bit recently, but not that kind of laugh, and I feel the need.

In other news, I am working on a paper for publication, that's exciting. I co-authored a paper with a classmate and we presented it at a conference. Now we are working on editing and cleaning it up to submit for a journal. Man, the party never ends over here.

July 28, 2009

up and down and round again, down and up and round again

I've missed you, the few of you that read this :) And while I have been faithful in keeping up with your lives, I feel a little bit like the person that stands in line behind you in the grocery store listening to the life story you are telling someone else. Not really participatory, huh? I've been absent since April, with little excuse except that I took a condensed class, a 16 week class in 8, that kicked my butt the beginning of the summer, and then work got ridiculous as we transitioned semesters and spread our attention between three of them at once. Yuck. But! Now I am on vacation for the rest of the summer, so to speak. Still going to work, but no classes until September. Speaking of which, my best friend found out today she got accepted to the Ph.D. program she applied to, so proud! We made an agreement that when we graduate, we are going to get dressed up in our gowns and such and go show off somewhere :)

Frankie Can't Relax recently posted her last, which I found sad, because she's hilarious and has so much gumption to say things I would only think. But I understand where she's coming from. Until recently, I was comfortable with strangers reading what I posted, and even comfortable with people I knew reading here. But recently, two things have happened.

First, I have been involved in events recently that I so desperately want to think out loud about here, but they are so private I don't think I can, because they don't involve just me. And it's a good thing, these events! There are parts to them that make me deliriously happy, answer my prayers, and drive me to distraction in almost anything else I do. This does not bode well for school work, but I have five more weeks to figure that out :) There are the complications, though, that are the driving force behind the privacy. They aren't my complications, although they do hinder the delirium, and they are heartwrenchingly painful. They lead to many moments of silence during conversation because I just don't know what to say. And I'm a born fixer and helper, so its killing me not to be able to do anything tangible, either words, or solutions, or hugs for goodness sake! And then I pray. Which often seems to not be enough, although in this particular circumstance, I seem to be much more aware of God's hand in it, so I know there is some purpose. It's still painful, though, these complications.

Second, someone I know read here, and it has made me unusually self conscious about posting, like nervous about what that person would think. So I totally understand what Frankie is saying about feeling naked and exposed. But why should that be? My FRIENDS read here, and this person and I, we are at least friends, but I feel under a microscope, like I have to prove something. Perhaps insecurities are creating themselves :) I am not a writer, but feel compelled to write and am much better are processing this way, than in my head only. And so that leaves me in a quandry; do I ignore the feeling that I have no privacy (which is odd, 'cause you know, it's the internet) and the worry of what this friend will think, interpret, and perceive? Or do I take those feelings as a warning from God and keep my mouthy fingers shut for the time being? I feel like the intelligent thing to do would be to be cautious and just don't talk about it, talk about other things. Those things that have become trivial, that are pushed aside in my distraction and delirium.

I choose the rollercoaster that takes me up and down and round again, down and up and round again, knowing it will work out in the end, and pray.

April 28, 2009

the secret garden



Penny and I took a walk in the garden yesterday. She enjoyed herself :)


This is what we saw.








April 20, 2009

to an outsider

Christians must seem pretty strange to an outsider. Someone who doesn't fathom, or can't bring themselves to have faith that someone they have never seen before, whose acts can be explained by a seemingly logical science, whose invisibility does not seem like a super-hero power, but more of a smoke screen, really exists. If, by chance, they happen to wander into our God's house on a Sunday, or Wednesday...they might see rows of people, raising their arms, maybe swaying...maybe mouthing words to a song only they can hear...walking around with smiles like they are in love, sharing and serving like no one is supposed to do these days unless they have been assigned community service. Maybe this outsider wonders if these Christians are living in a time warp, don't they know what the world is coming to? Even Sunday school teachers are convicted of hideous crimes, so where is that God that loves all and forgives so much? And speaking of forgiveness, why must we forgive so much, so often? The Christian knows. Because if God forgives us, of all our crimes, then who are we to be so holy and hard as to deem someone else unworthy of OUR forgiveness. And speaking of love. How do you fall in love with invisibility? You have a hard enough time loving the tangible people in your lives, friends, spouses, family...how do you develop an intimacy in the most long distance relationship ever? Can you close your eyes and picture Him, laughing, teasing, embracing? Can you hear His voice if you block out all other thoughts? What if your imagination is not that good? To an outsider, we must seem so bizarre. But I pray, that to that outsider, God shows up more real than ever before, unmistakeable, tangible and tender. To you, too. Because even Christians feel like outsiders sometimes.

April 13, 2009

You want to know where I've been?


Here is where I've been, or rather with whom I have been occupied! Meet Penny. My adorable, sweet, cuddly black lab. I had planned on getting a lab puppy in May, I knew a friend whose mom's dogs were having puppies and they were going to give me one! I am leary of adopting grown dogs because you never know what's going on behind those eyes! But I regularly visit the animal shelter by my house to walk the dogs and let them outside for a bit. So, about a month ago, I went to the shelter and all the dogs were barking when I went to the back. Except Penny. She stood up on the door of her stall and nuzzled my hand. I decided to take her out first since she was behaving herself. I had seen her picture go up the night before and she was listed as 5 years old. I figured she was a surrender, someone had lost their job or their house and couldn't care for her, so I felt badly for her! She was so sweet when I took her outside, walking around, leaning against me for a pet :) I couldn't put her back. So, I took her home. Immediately took her for a bath because she had mud all over her from running around outside all that while! Turns out she was sick, too, so she was taken to the emergency vet, two weeks of antibiotics, was not allowed to hang with the other dogs and had to put on about 7 lbs to be at a healthy weight. Oh my goodness it was a rough first three weeks, and she ran away twice, so I thought for sure I was going to give her away to a nice big farm so she could run to her hearts desire. But look into those sweet penny-brown eyes and I just melted. So. I kept her. She's learning how to play with other dogs, how to behave on the leash, and how NOT to run like hell when the front door opens, car door opens, if there is a splinter of light in the gate she might be able to squeeze through. She loves treats. And car rides. And playing with the ball, although not so much with the giving it back, she'd much rather tease and run away with it. I'm going to train her and get her tested this summer to be a therapy dog so she can go to hospitals and cheer people up and I can take her to the library for little kids to read to her to give them confidence in their skills- wouldn't it be cute to put a patch on her therapy vest that says, "Ask my mom about Jesus" :) She is certainly
exactly what I wished for, definately a gift from God. It's funny, thinking of a dog as a blessing - but I love her and she's all that I wanted! She cuddles, she's CUTE, she's funny, she loves me the best, but is happy when my mom comes home. And, she's huge. She's 67 lbs now, and she stands as tall as my hip at the top of her head. She knew nothing. Not how to sit, not how to stay, nothing. So, we're teaching her. And how can a dog that is 5 years old not know how to sit? Hmm. She's not five years old. We figured between 3 and 4, but then we noticed she's getting a tooth in that dogs don't get until they are between 2 and 3. So that explains a lot, especially if she was bounced around from home to home and a stray for a while - she belonged to a family at one point because she's fixed already.

I'm glad I kept her. I'm glad I was able to get her medicine, she would have died otherwise. I'm glad she cuddles with me before we sleep at night and makes me laugh when I wake up in the morning. I miss her when I'm gone during the day. And I don't mind going straight home instead of shopping or errand running. She helps me with homework, if putting her chin over my typing hand is helping. I think my stress level has improved. My ability to say no to things certainly has. My exercise has improved, she's a much better behaved dog if I take her for a walk.

Thanks for missing me, if you have. And I've missed writing. But it was worth the break, more stories to come!

March 3, 2009

malaria and old friends

So who knew that when you have kids you build up an immunity to their tiny virus' and if you don't have that immunity they whollop you 50 times as badly as those poor little childrens. I've been a nanny, for Pete's sake, how did I not know this, or never become this ill? Even more reasons to get married and have babies, because I hate being sick.

Also, I was on facebook today, because I am ridiculously obsessed and found a group for alums of my grade school, which was way tiny, so I thought it was funny and checked it out. I found all kinds of people that I used to know, be in various stages of friendship with etc. It was neat to go through photos and check out their lives now, but crazy, too, because what different places everyone is at in their lives! Some people have these crazy busy social lives and others are all settled and family oriented. Not to offend, but back in the day, I guess I was sort of looking for something when I was filling my time with parties and friends and ridiculous fun. I certainly don't regret most of it, but my gosh my life is different now, though not less busy. But it's filled with church stuff, and bible studies, and school...more sedate, I guess. I can't tell you the last time I went to a bar, nor had a party/attended a party that went to the wee hours and I never wanted it to end. I can hardly even picture myself in that scene right now. Hmm. Interesting.

March 2, 2009

C25K Update

We can see how well my renewed committment to post more frequently has been going. But I have good reasons, you see. First, that whole third week of February? Boring. And I don't mean that mundane things happened and little was funny. No no, I mean NOTHING happened, not even anything funny. Then, the fourth week of February right up until now? Deathly ill. And I hate to type it because I've only left my friend The Doctor a voicemail about it, and we've not discussed it in person yet, but every time I babysit her kids I get deathly ill and I'm out of work for a week. Seriously, after Thanksgiving? Out of work for a whole week. Sinus infection, on antibiotics and everything. So, now two weekends ago she was in a pinch and I told her I'd babysit. DEATHLY ILL AGAIN! Out of work for a week on anitbiotics and everything except this time I'm not getting better and I think I'm dying. All that to say, not so much with the Couch to 5K plan right now. I think I'll have to start over when this death virus has passed. And I'm not exaggerating, my mom found me sobbing on my bed Saturday night because I was so dang hot with a fever and no amount of medication was touching anything oozing out of me.

February 16, 2009

From Couch to 5K in 9 weeks!

Have you all heard of this plan? In my effort to get into shape, I joined Curves, as I've talked about before, because I've gotten some good results when I used that gift certificate The Doctor gave me. I've also decided to add running to my activities, partly just for the therapeutic enjoyment, as I imagine it's kind of how dancing used to be for me, you just get lost in it. Plus, I plan on getting a puppy and dogs need to be walked, so why not run with her when she's old enough? I found the Couch to 5K plan wandering around someone's blog, I don't even know whose it was, not one I regularly read though.

I recruited my mom and one of my classmates to do the plan with me because I'm always better about working out when I do it with someone, or accountable to someone. I started last night but only made it through 10 minutes of the 20 minute run/walk. And I would have walked the rest except Snickers was NOT happy about the sound, I think he thought I was hurting the treadmill. Probably was. But I was wiped out!!! That 10 minutes was hard, but felt great afterwards. I figure this plan will probably take me longer than 9 weeks, because I might have to build up to the levels. This week I will probably do 15 minutes instead of 25 minutes, then next week I'll do 25 minutes. Today, I'm a little bit sore, but not horribly awful.

I'd love for you to join me! If you start the Couch to 5K plan this week, let me know your progress in the comments section!

February 13, 2009

funny friday: what shape is YOUR nozzle?

My friends, nothing noteworthy has happened this week. I bought a bookcase. Woohoo, I'm living in the fast lane, friends. Except that this has meant a beautiful thing to my bedroom where it has meant more space. Anyway, this has nothing to do with funny, just to let you know where I've been.

So, my carpool lady, her husband is thinking of getting a dog, as they put theirs down about a month ago, and they have never not had a dog. I completely understand this, as I miss my poochie all the time and while I claim Mom's Best Friend's Dog Snickers as my very own (because he loves me best) he is not actually mine, does not live with me all the time. So, I'm trying to convince her that we should get two puppies, one each, and mine can stay at her house during the day with her husband and while she has not agreed to this, I think it's a fantastic idea and so whenever we find sibling puppies on the internet, we ooh and ah over them. So yesterday we found boxer lab mixes and oh were they so cute! You know how puppies just have that little round head thing going on. She asked if they stayed round-headed and I said of course not, they get square. Because they do. And she said, "No, I know their nozzles get square, but their heads stay round." Excuse me? Their nozzles? Oh, I was on the floor! She meant of course, their muzzle or their nose, but combined them and it came out nozzles. I have been screaming about that ever since.

Now I am trying to bribe her with paying her and buying all the dogs' food if she will let us follow through on this plan, no matter what shape our dogs' nozzles are.

i don't know this woman, but i can feel her words

I made my way to this blog a couple days ago. I was bored and did one of those things where you just start clicking on links and something catches your attention, so you just start clicking...well. I came across The Run A Muck, by Amber, who has the most beautiful writing style ever, and tons of pictures of her beautiful family, and how do people have fantastic photography skills? Anyway, as I am wont to do, I have been reading her blog from the beginning and have gotten through March of last year. I came across this, which is a lovely interpretation.

February 6, 2009

funny friday: the car in the bible

Now, listen, there was much competition for this spot this week. I have the story of my mom making whale sounds because she was having a nightmare, the word of the day story told to me by the Best Friend, and the one you will read below. I couldn't do the story of my mom without putting sound on here and I just don't know how to do that. And what if the person Best Friend told me about googled the word and this blog came up? He or she would know how it got here.

One of our receptionists is looking to buy a new car having just finished her lease on her Hummer. When I went up to the desk the other day, she was looking at pictures of this new car, called the Genesis. I asked if she was getting it and she said no, but she was looking for the bible verse on it. She explained that her mom sent her an email and said the car had two bible verses, Genesis 4:9 and 3:6. She couldn't figure it out, so we went back to the bible and read the verses.

Gen 4:9
"Then the LORD said to Cain, "Where is your brother Abel?"
"I don't know," he replied. "Am I my brother's keeper?"

Gen 3:6
"When the woman saw that the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she took some and ate it. She also gave some to her husband, who was with her, and he ate it."

It was a very far stretch for these to give any indication as to where to find the bible verse on the car, so the receptionist kept searching. A while later, I was back up front and asked if she ever found the bible verse on the car. She started laughing and explained that her mom was confused and that the numbers were two different engine sizes available, Genesis 4.9 and 3.6.

February 4, 2009

floors are for walking, not falling

Yes, I'm a slacker, but I've also been away! Away at a conference, no less, so it was work related and paid for, but I did not bring my laptop (which Cousin Phil was appalled about) and therefore did not have a chance to tell you the following:



1. There was a woman there that was stuck to me. Every meal. Every break. I started to get irritated because it made it almost impossible to them meet other people. One night I purposely went to dinner just as it was starting and sat at a different table. Now, I know that makes me sound like an awful person, but really, I figured we would then meet other people and have a perfectly fine evening. Then. No one sat at her table. I felt awful. There was an empty space at my table, so I caught her eye and told her to come join us. She made a friend on the other side of my table. And do you know my former magnet was now stuck to someone else the whole next day. I wasn't sure if it was funny or sad.


2. I got to stay at a fancy hotel! Oh, it was pretty! And actually, I got to stay in two! A wonderful friend of mine from school had a free night at a casino/hotel and boy it was gorgeous. They had a beautiful spa there where I steamed and saunaed and whirpooled and rainbenched...oh, it was great. I also fell on the floor, but we won't talk about that. The second place, I stayed, for the conference, was also a fancy hotel, but a lot more traditional, however, I did get the room to myself, which was great. It's really hard to be your professional self all day long without some down time. And although I like my boss, not such a fan of being professional all day, every day. Sometimes, you need to be a goof.

and finally,

3. I had a wonderful dinner party with some new friends when I got home and it was fabulous. We laughed, drank wine, had some yummy dessert and dinner, and then laughed some more. And, I found out, one of my new friends reads my blog! Hi, Martha! Martha was actually the inspiration for the dinner party. We have gone to the same church for years now, but our paths hadn't really crossed until recently and we decided to have a friend date! It was super fun, we went to Target, then had coffee and decided we would be friends. During our conversation, we were lamenting the fact that all our friends were married and we were sick of them! Sick sick sick! That may be a little extreme, but thought it would be nice to have a group of single women to be around, and came up with the dinner party idea! I do hope we have another one, because it was so much fun. Don't you know we ended up talking about babies, though? I guess you can't get away from it :)

Question for you, I think I want to do monthly giveaways - is that too few? And what kind of stuff should I give?

January 23, 2009

funny friday: my tights aren't tight enough

Ok, don't even tell me that I forgot to finish this post when I started it last Friday! Well, sue me, I'm a busy woman. Anyway, so here's what happened. One of my coworkers walked bow-legged into my office and said she had to run down the hall for a moment, which in our world is code for the bathroom, because, as you know, there is only one in the building. I gave her a funny look, because, you see, she is not actually bow-legged, just walking that way.

Turns out, she wore tights under her pants (hello, is it hot in here? gosh, that would be torture) and they were a little too small, which I also don't understand because this woman is a toothpick, seriously needs to eat a meal. Anyway, the more she walked around, the more her tights slipped her hips and rolled their way south. At this point, the only thing holding up her tights was the crotch of her pants.

January 22, 2009

potty breaks

In my building there is one restroom. This is completely insufficient for a building of a zillion people, but somehow there never seems to be a line. To get to it, you enter from the main hallway, go through what seems to be a little loungey area, and then enter into the restroom area. The middle room is what concerns me. You see, there are big comfy chairs, coffee tables and table tables with chairs. For those coming from the far corners of the building, perhaps they need to rest, I'm not really sure what that room is about. But people STUDY in there. Like their homework (I work at a university in case you didn't know) and they take their LUNCH breaks in there. They are essentially eating and reading in a public restroom. It disgusts me. I am torn between ignoring those people because I don't want to think too much about what they are doing, or staring at them, memorizing their faces so I know not to share a meal with them, touch their hands, or any other general ickiness. BLEUH! That just grosses me out.

January 21, 2009

my bubbly skin and slippers

My thumb is healing nicely, thanks for asking. I've been ridiculously without my camera lately, otherwise, I would show you pictures. Yesterday the skin bubbled up in a giant blister, but now it's sort of deflated and only bubbly in a couple spots. Still can't feel it though, sorta worried about that? Anybody a doctor, is this a bad thing?

Today, I am wearing slippers to work. You can't tell they are slippers, but they are and I'm LOVING it! I'm going to wear them again this week with my cute plaid pants. They are cute, really. Anyway, the only reason I'm wearing them is because I'm on phones today and don't have to see students. Although, they are really comfortable and look like shoes, so maybe I could get away with it.

Did you watch the inauguration yesterday? Should that be capitalized? Inauguration. Whoo, was it good or what?! I'm so over that poet with her annunciating, but the praying and the speeches and the Obamas? Loved everything about it, yes I did! I am dying to know what kind of puppy they are getting. I think it's funny that everyone has Obama gear now. When has that ever happened for a politician? Of course, I want Obama sheets, t-shirts, and dishes, but I follow the crowd, sue me.

Oh and I can't WAIT for Funny Friday because I have the funniest thing to tell you.

January 19, 2009

where is thumbkin?

I am typing with a bandaged left thumb. Normally, it would not make any difference, right? But it's so bandaged up that I'm trying to hold it out of the way and it's making me type funny. Last night, while making dinner, I burned the heck out of my thumb. I mean, from tip to knuckle, one big long blister and it was so burned that the blister is only know showing up. Oh, and the spot? It's numb. Can't feel the skin at all. That is worrisome. I hope it's normal.

And remember how I didn't work out at all last week? Not for lack of trying, but it just wasn't a cooperative week. Anyway, I lost two pounds! Yay me! I'm sure it's from eating salads for lunch every day, but I did cheat a couple of times and I am shocked that I still lost weight. Only a million more pounds to go. But I figured, if I keep losing at this rate, I will lose 75 lbs by the end of the year. That's kinda nice, it all adds up. So, this week it's back to the gym. And I'll eat salads for dinner. That should add up to another couple of pounds, I think.

Also, the most exciting thing! A friend from my class invited all the women to be her guest at the Motorcity Casino this Saturday night! It's a swanky new place and there will be much relaxing going on! On Sunday I will be at a conference at the Ritz-Carlton, which looks very fancy! It will be work of course, but will feel like vacation!

Off to find some work to do!

January 16, 2009

june in january, avacados, and whips

That's a creative title, isn't it? I have found a new blog that I adore. It is simply hilarious and I have spent the past few weeks catching up on the readings over at Bye Bye Pie and am also time traveling back to Bye Bye Buy. I love reading blogs.

So here's a tip for ya: Never, ever, under any circumstances, think to yourself, "Hey, an avacado would be great in my chicken with greek olives and raspberry dressing salad." No, it wouldn't. Go with your original instinct, eat the avacado separately. Beyond ick.

But, you know what is the BEST thing after a wonderful yummy salad like that? Yoplait Chocolate Mousse Whips. Oh. My. Heavens. I bought some so that if I want something sweet I can just have that instead of getting ice cream or something. I am also famous for putting fruit in cottage cheese and calling it dessert. It's yummy, it's a treat, it's dessert. Anywho, delicious.

I've not been to the gym in a week, and I hate it. I'm going tonight. In fact, I'm considering quitting everything I do in order to only spend time at the gym. My free gift runs out in a week and fortunately I will be out of town until the end of the month essentially, so that I can work out at the hotel and not have to miss a week like this week. Oh, no! I just realized I'll be out of town on a Monday and will miss my weigh in.

Off to lunch, toodles!

January 6, 2009

Dear Girlymama

Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!! Excuse me while I stretch after my TWO WEEK vacation! It was awesome. I didn't get up early if I didn't want to. I took naps. I only ate a little bit of junk food. I watched movies. I read a little bit for fun. I did NOT check email and I did NOT check any blogs, so when I got back to work and had a moment, I enjoyed catching up.

Now it's back to business. I start classes tomorrow. And there was a two hour wait to see an advisor in my office yesterday. Oh bless my own heart.

So, here's one of the exciting things that I did over break. I worked our EVERY DAY! I'm not kidding! Well, every day that the gym was open, 'cause there were a few days they were not. But my friend, The Doctor, she joined Curves like a year ago after having her third and final baby. And do you know she lost like 80 pounds at least? Ridiculous. So I bugged her, and she finally told me her secret. Walking and Curves six days a week. WHAT! 30 minutes six days a week and she looks like she does now? Amazing. So she gave me a free pass for a month and boy have I enjoyed the heck out of it! And I'm eating healthier because after the first week I gained a pound and a half, which they said was all muscle, but I was positive it was from the double cheeseburger. Week two was guaranteed to be disappointing, as I've heard your body things you're starving it, so it refuses to let go of the fat. But do you know that I lost a pound in week two?! I beat the Week Two Curse! So excited and that was just enough motivation to eat even healthier this week and rush down to the Curves after work last night. Oh, and I eat like every three hours to boost my metabolism. I've noticed it makes me more satisfied with smaller meals, AND that I don't lust after the junk. Nice, huh? We're in week three, I'm excited.

So, clearly, Girlymama won the prize for the giveaway. What happened to all the referrals and friends? How does anyone get blog readers? Anyway, the point is, I feel as if I should just be writing daily letters to Girlymama, whom I love dearly, but really, she doesn't need letters from me that often.

Off to the gym!