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Friday, November 23, 2007
Surviving Thanksgiving
I hath survived another Thanksgiving! No, it wasn't really that bad, but at one point I almost gutted my father over a damn can of lima beans.
This year, in addition to the usual Thanksgiving fare, I made a caramelized onion bread pudding that was unbelievably yummy! It has been nice having my parents here, (regardless of the lima beans) and we had a good time today roaming the many aisles of the San Jose Harvest Faire. I always manage to find great gifts for folks and for me too!
For many years Thanksgiving was a blur. I was working retail in a mall and Thanksgiving usually meant I would show up exhausted at my parents house and sleep half the day away, help chop things, eat and go home and sleep more in preparation for the madness that is Black Friday. Long gone are the days of working 16 hour shifts, and 150 hours for 11 days of work. (How on earth did I survived that?) Now a days, I don't go anywhere near a mall on or around Christmas, (Praise the Internet!) I enjoy Christmas/Yule and by eliminating that madness from my life means I enjoy it all the more. Means more time to decorate the house within an inch of its life... ho ho ho! Look out Santa!
This year, in addition to the usual Thanksgiving fare, I made a caramelized onion bread pudding that was unbelievably yummy! It has been nice having my parents here, (regardless of the lima beans) and we had a good time today roaming the many aisles of the San Jose Harvest Faire. I always manage to find great gifts for folks and for me too!
For many years Thanksgiving was a blur. I was working retail in a mall and Thanksgiving usually meant I would show up exhausted at my parents house and sleep half the day away, help chop things, eat and go home and sleep more in preparation for the madness that is Black Friday. Long gone are the days of working 16 hour shifts, and 150 hours for 11 days of work. (How on earth did I survived that?) Now a days, I don't go anywhere near a mall on or around Christmas, (Praise the Internet!) I enjoy Christmas/Yule and by eliminating that madness from my life means I enjoy it all the more. Means more time to decorate the house within an inch of its life... ho ho ho! Look out Santa!
Monday, October 01, 2007
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
New additions
I don't know how it happened, but this past Friday we came home with not one, but two new kittens. I'd plead insanity but it is truly my fault as much as Hubby and Peanuts fault too. I could never work at an animal shelter because I'd want to ring all of them home and love them. It's a wonder we didn't end up with a dog too after touring the animal shelter.
We have yet to rename them. They are currently called Boots & Jelly Bean but those name do not quite fit their personalities. They are both back with white feet and some white around their noses and are about 2 months old.
Boots is the girl and she is fearless and demanding. She will nip at your toes or fingers if you do not pet her.
Jelly Bean is very skinny and a bit more laid back but has no problem holding his own against his sister.
Imp, our cat of three years is SERIOUSLY put out at this whole thing and doesn't seem to understand that we did this for him. After Suzy left us, he seemed lonely. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Here are some of the names we are contemplating:
Hoops & Yoyo
Thunder & Shadow
Pete and Repete
Nipper and Zipper
Of course it is cats I am talking about and "here Kitty, Kitty" pretty much suffices for most cats. Although Imp will come when we whistle. We have trained a couple of our cats to do that. Beats using an electric can opener to get them to dinner.
We have yet to rename them. They are currently called Boots & Jelly Bean but those name do not quite fit their personalities. They are both back with white feet and some white around their noses and are about 2 months old.
Boots is the girl and she is fearless and demanding. She will nip at your toes or fingers if you do not pet her.
Jelly Bean is very skinny and a bit more laid back but has no problem holding his own against his sister.
Imp, our cat of three years is SERIOUSLY put out at this whole thing and doesn't seem to understand that we did this for him. After Suzy left us, he seemed lonely. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Here are some of the names we are contemplating:
Hoops & Yoyo
Thunder & Shadow
Pete and Repete
Nipper and Zipper
Of course it is cats I am talking about and "here Kitty, Kitty" pretty much suffices for most cats. Although Imp will come when we whistle. We have trained a couple of our cats to do that. Beats using an electric can opener to get them to dinner.
Sunday, September 02, 2007
Lots of water
Yesterday we went to Raging Waters. I have never been to a water park before and I was hoping for less than a sea of humanity crowded into this park. Thankfully my fears were not realized and the place was actually not crowded, even for a Labor Day holiday weekend. They had a wave pool, a lazy river and numerous types of very tall, drop down into some dark tube raft rides. Of course Peanut and Hubby loved these rides. I enjoyed them but they are too similar to roller coasters for my taste. I tend to enjoy the lazy river (MGM Grand in Las Vegas is awesome!) and the wave pool was fun too. We went the additional expense and rented a cabana for the day and it was well worth it. Lots of shade and I actually got to nap. A nice time was had by all!
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
It can't be puberty yet? Can it?
He's just a boy. Okay well he is soon to turn 11. Yes, I know he turned 10 last year and I had a hard time accepting the passing of time and it ain't getttin much better. This summer he has grown some and his appetite is off the charts some days and nonexistent others. But the emotional outbursts have been a big roller coaster this year.. OMG. Most often happening around bedtime between he and his father, over the littlest things. Last night was over the quality of his tooth brushing. You'd have thought we had asked for him to be carted off to jail! Then once the outburst is done comes the woeful remorse.
We have moved his bedtime back to hopefully allow for more sleep, we have moved any sugar to the mid-day time and lessened it. (not that he was allowed much anyway) and we are trying to remain calm when he is not. Not an easy thing to do.
Can it be puberty already? I'm not ready for this yet.
We have moved his bedtime back to hopefully allow for more sleep, we have moved any sugar to the mid-day time and lessened it. (not that he was allowed much anyway) and we are trying to remain calm when he is not. Not an easy thing to do.
Can it be puberty already? I'm not ready for this yet.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
My life as a soundtrack
The sound track for my life...
09:53 pm
My Soundtrack
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool..
Opening Credits:
Duel of the Fates - Star Wars Episode 1-The Phantom Menace
Waking Up:
Kyrie Eleson An Ghloir, An Phaidir - Aine Minogue - The Mysts of Time
First Day At School:
What A Piece of Work Is Man - Hair - The Original Soundtrack
Falling In Love:
Lascia Ch'io Pianga - Celtic Woman - A New Journey
Breaking Up:
Safari - Out of Africa
Prom:
Kaspar's Audition - Joshua Bell - The Red Violin
Life's Ok:
Falling Stars - England Dan & John Ford Coley - Dowdy Ferry Road
Mental Breakdown:
Remember Me - The Poxy Boggards - Liver Let Die
Driving:
Great High Mountain - jack White - Cold Mountain
Getting Back Together:
Nutting Girl - Hard Times
Wedding Scene:
Walk The Plank - Pirates of the Caribbean Curse of the Black Pearl
Birth of Child:
Toot Sweets - Dick Van Dyke - Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Final Battle:
The Turning of The Year - David Arkenstone - The Celtic Book of Days
Death Scene:
Let The Hair Sit - Deanta - Ready For The Storm
Funeral Song:
Newgrange - Celtic Woman - A New Journey
End Credits:
Saltarello III - Wolgemut - Schauspeluden
09:53 pm
My Soundtrack
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool..
Opening Credits:
Duel of the Fates - Star Wars Episode 1-The Phantom Menace
Waking Up:
Kyrie Eleson An Ghloir, An Phaidir - Aine Minogue - The Mysts of Time
First Day At School:
What A Piece of Work Is Man - Hair - The Original Soundtrack
Falling In Love:
Lascia Ch'io Pianga - Celtic Woman - A New Journey
Breaking Up:
Safari - Out of Africa
Prom:
Kaspar's Audition - Joshua Bell - The Red Violin
Life's Ok:
Falling Stars - England Dan & John Ford Coley - Dowdy Ferry Road
Mental Breakdown:
Remember Me - The Poxy Boggards - Liver Let Die
Driving:
Great High Mountain - jack White - Cold Mountain
Getting Back Together:
Nutting Girl - Hard Times
Wedding Scene:
Walk The Plank - Pirates of the Caribbean Curse of the Black Pearl
Birth of Child:
Toot Sweets - Dick Van Dyke - Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Final Battle:
The Turning of The Year - David Arkenstone - The Celtic Book of Days
Death Scene:
Let The Hair Sit - Deanta - Ready For The Storm
Funeral Song:
Newgrange - Celtic Woman - A New Journey
End Credits:
Saltarello III - Wolgemut - Schauspeluden
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Happy Father's Day
The day starts out like any other day.. too early. Up by 6:15am, (silly of me to have not gone to bed until 1:00am and then there was that wrong number at 2:00am) we stopped by the local fire department's pancake breakfast (great way to carbo load for the upcoming adventure) and off we went to Moss Landing and to kayak. This is what The Hubby wanted to do for Father's Day. We were quickly checked-in, got the basic gear on (PFD, skirt) told the basics of paddling and off we went down to the docks to get in the water.
Hubby and I have kayaked only once before, and that was briefly in Morro Bay. But it was enough to show us we enjoyed it and wanted to try more of it. That time was a double seat... this time we had The Peanut with us, so Peanut wanted to ride with Daddy, and that left me with the single seat. I can sum up my day in 2 words... "Hard Work"
Now please, don't get me wrong. I loved it all. Moving with the tide, skimming by otters, seals, sea lions and dozens of different birds. It was the coming back AGAINST the tide, with a 'let's push you backwards' wind, that made my arms ache and my shoulders threaten to fall off into the water and take their fate with the seals.
At one point a small boat was moving by me and I stuck my thumb out to hitch a ride. They found my actions highly amusing and did offer a tow back, but I decided that at the expense of my aching arms, my pride dictated I finish the way I started.
I won't even get into the getting out of the tippy kayak...suffice it to say, grace is not my first, middle or last name. But I did make it out and not fall in, which was truly my (personal) ultimate goal.
What was important, was that Hubby had a great time and he did. The Peanut now has another nickname.. Windmill arms.. and we had some great family fun.
I'm turning on the hot tub now. Thankfully, I do not need to lift my arms for that.
Hubby and I have kayaked only once before, and that was briefly in Morro Bay. But it was enough to show us we enjoyed it and wanted to try more of it. That time was a double seat... this time we had The Peanut with us, so Peanut wanted to ride with Daddy, and that left me with the single seat. I can sum up my day in 2 words... "Hard Work"
Now please, don't get me wrong. I loved it all. Moving with the tide, skimming by otters, seals, sea lions and dozens of different birds. It was the coming back AGAINST the tide, with a 'let's push you backwards' wind, that made my arms ache and my shoulders threaten to fall off into the water and take their fate with the seals.
At one point a small boat was moving by me and I stuck my thumb out to hitch a ride. They found my actions highly amusing and did offer a tow back, but I decided that at the expense of my aching arms, my pride dictated I finish the way I started.
I won't even get into the getting out of the tippy kayak...suffice it to say, grace is not my first, middle or last name. But I did make it out and not fall in, which was truly my (personal) ultimate goal.
What was important, was that Hubby had a great time and he did. The Peanut now has another nickname.. Windmill arms.. and we had some great family fun.
I'm turning on the hot tub now. Thankfully, I do not need to lift my arms for that.
Monday, May 21, 2007
more news
Since I posted (about 30 minutes ago) I discovered an update on my friends Blog about his health. The year to live has been somewhat erased and filled in with.. you could have more time..but... therre is always a but... In the mean time I will offer up all my prayers that he can live long and be happy... for both he and his wife!
Time flies
Wow, it has been 2 months since my last post. My last post was about the beginning of our garden. Everything is planted in some sort of container and seems to be growing. Only time will tell what becomes of it all. But the potatoes are already tall and lush and my tomatoes are doing fine. The weather has been cranky as of late, with LOTS of wind, so it has been messing with the growth rate of things. Well, except for the moles. They seem to be rapidly growing all over my back yard. Not five minutes after I decimated their mounds and poured fish emulsion down their holes, they had already started mounding up dirt again. Where is my cat, Imp? He needs to get on the ball and start mole hunting.
So a week ago, I aged another year. It was my birthday and I celebrated in grand fashion, thanks to my friends. I did lots of cooking for them too. My way of saying thanks for being my friend! But it got me thinking of time passing so much quicker as I get older. I know to my 10 year old, a minute is forever, but to me, a minute ago, I was going to do something and darn it all, I have completely forgotten what the heck it was. I only walked from one room to the other. I am sure that only took a minute to do that.. didn't it?
I look at my son, who is 10 and I wonder how 10 years went by so fast? I feel the same about the 46 years of my life too. I feel the need to slow it down.. way down. To grab ahold and say, "Look.. stop! Wait..breathe.. open your eyes to the life around you!
A friend of mine has been given a year to live. His heart is ailing and there is little to be done for him. A year. So much happens in a year. A child is born and in a year will open his/her mind to hear, to speak, and to walk. The wonders of the universe open before them. Although I do not know this man as well as I would like, I consider he and his wife friends and I hate feeling helpless to do something for them. To rail at the Gods, in anger and ask "Why?" But I learned so long ago that you don't get the answer to that question no matter who you ask.
Many (many) years ago in college, I gained a terrific roommate who was beginning a new relationship with a guy she had known for a few years. His school was a long way from ours so they spent lots of time on the phone and writing letters. (I told you this was long ago.. no email then). By Christmas he was told he had cancer and they started him on a toxic regiment to save his life. By Spring he was dead. The cancer had not killed him... a drunk driver did. The drunk driver also took a piece of my future at that time, but that is a different story. I know I am rambling and I should have a point here somewhere... if there was anything I took away from this tragedy, it was that life can change in an instant. I one very stormy night my roomie and I were out walking in the rain. She yelled to me and to the storm, "Why? Why did it have to happen?" I had no answer then and I do not now.
We carry on.. somehow we carry on. Through the grace of the Gods/Goddess or thru our family and friends we carry on. I know I can offer little, except to say, that I am here if you need me. Even if it is to yell at the Powers That Be.
So a week ago, I aged another year. It was my birthday and I celebrated in grand fashion, thanks to my friends. I did lots of cooking for them too. My way of saying thanks for being my friend! But it got me thinking of time passing so much quicker as I get older. I know to my 10 year old, a minute is forever, but to me, a minute ago, I was going to do something and darn it all, I have completely forgotten what the heck it was. I only walked from one room to the other. I am sure that only took a minute to do that.. didn't it?
I look at my son, who is 10 and I wonder how 10 years went by so fast? I feel the same about the 46 years of my life too. I feel the need to slow it down.. way down. To grab ahold and say, "Look.. stop! Wait..breathe.. open your eyes to the life around you!
A friend of mine has been given a year to live. His heart is ailing and there is little to be done for him. A year. So much happens in a year. A child is born and in a year will open his/her mind to hear, to speak, and to walk. The wonders of the universe open before them. Although I do not know this man as well as I would like, I consider he and his wife friends and I hate feeling helpless to do something for them. To rail at the Gods, in anger and ask "Why?" But I learned so long ago that you don't get the answer to that question no matter who you ask.
Many (many) years ago in college, I gained a terrific roommate who was beginning a new relationship with a guy she had known for a few years. His school was a long way from ours so they spent lots of time on the phone and writing letters. (I told you this was long ago.. no email then). By Christmas he was told he had cancer and they started him on a toxic regiment to save his life. By Spring he was dead. The cancer had not killed him... a drunk driver did. The drunk driver also took a piece of my future at that time, but that is a different story. I know I am rambling and I should have a point here somewhere... if there was anything I took away from this tragedy, it was that life can change in an instant. I one very stormy night my roomie and I were out walking in the rain. She yelled to me and to the storm, "Why? Why did it have to happen?" I had no answer then and I do not now.
We carry on.. somehow we carry on. Through the grace of the Gods/Goddess or thru our family and friends we carry on. I know I can offer little, except to say, that I am here if you need me. Even if it is to yell at the Powers That Be.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Garden Gnome
Today, The Peanut and I started our garden. We planted the following in an APS starter system. (Advanced propagation system).
We planted, pole beans, soybeans, silver queen corn, pumpkins, spring lettuce mix, red peppers, and carrots. In a couple of weeks we are building a raised garden bed. I have not really had a garden bed since we moved here from San Rafael, and I have missed it. Next weekend the Tomato lady will have her seedlings out. I grow tomatoes in 5 gallon pots(so I can put them on the patio away from the deer) and I am also going to try growing yukon gold potatoes in pots this year. I also bought an Topsy-turvy planter to grow a tomato plant upside down.
I am very much looking forward to a big harvest this year and of course sending a lot of produce to my neighbors.
We planted, pole beans, soybeans, silver queen corn, pumpkins, spring lettuce mix, red peppers, and carrots. In a couple of weeks we are building a raised garden bed. I have not really had a garden bed since we moved here from San Rafael, and I have missed it. Next weekend the Tomato lady will have her seedlings out. I grow tomatoes in 5 gallon pots(so I can put them on the patio away from the deer) and I am also going to try growing yukon gold potatoes in pots this year. I also bought an Topsy-turvy planter to grow a tomato plant upside down.
I am very much looking forward to a big harvest this year and of course sending a lot of produce to my neighbors.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Questions? I have answers...
1. Can you cook?
Oh yes indeed.. I enjoy it.
2. What was your dream growing up?
To be a nurse... but chemistry and I did not get along.
3. What talent do you wish you had?
Fiddle player.
4. Favorite place?
On the beach in Maui...
5. Favorite vegetable?
Potatoes
6. The last book you read?
Natural Born Charmer - Susan Elizabeth Phillips... (great read, hilarious romance)
7. What zodiac sign are you?
Taurus thru and thru
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
I have plans for a tattoo soon
9. Worst Habit?
Taking on too much.
10. Do we know each other outside of Livejournal?
Probably.
11. What is your favourite sport?
Basketball
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
Both at any given moment.
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
Getting old
15. Tell me one weird fact about you.
I see dead people....
16. Do you have any pets?
two cats
17. Do you know how to do the Macarena?
No, but I could probably still do the Hustle if I thought about it long enough... (Good grief I'm old)
18. What time is it where you are now?
dark time
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
Icky
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
leaner... much much leaner..
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
depends on the crime
22. What colour eyes do you have?
Brown, brown, brown
23. Ever been arrested?
not yet.
24. Bottle or Draft?
Neither
25. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
pay bills, help my parents and brothers out...
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
I don't like gum.
27. Which is your favourite bar to hang at?
I don't have one but I enjoy playing bartender at parties.
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
yes indeedy.
29. Favourite thing to do in your spare time?
I have spare time? When did that happen.
30. Do you swear a lot?
You @£** better believe it.
31. Biggest pet peeve?
Lying
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
me...
Oh yes indeed.. I enjoy it.
2. What was your dream growing up?
To be a nurse... but chemistry and I did not get along.
3. What talent do you wish you had?
Fiddle player.
4. Favorite place?
On the beach in Maui...
5. Favorite vegetable?
Potatoes
6. The last book you read?
Natural Born Charmer - Susan Elizabeth Phillips... (great read, hilarious romance)
7. What zodiac sign are you?
Taurus thru and thru
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
I have plans for a tattoo soon
9. Worst Habit?
Taking on too much.
10. Do we know each other outside of Livejournal?
Probably.
11. What is your favourite sport?
Basketball
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
Both at any given moment.
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
Getting old
15. Tell me one weird fact about you.
I see dead people....
16. Do you have any pets?
two cats
17. Do you know how to do the Macarena?
No, but I could probably still do the Hustle if I thought about it long enough... (Good grief I'm old)
18. What time is it where you are now?
dark time
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
Icky
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
leaner... much much leaner..
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
depends on the crime
22. What colour eyes do you have?
Brown, brown, brown
23. Ever been arrested?
not yet.
24. Bottle or Draft?
Neither
25. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
pay bills, help my parents and brothers out...
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
I don't like gum.
27. Which is your favourite bar to hang at?
I don't have one but I enjoy playing bartender at parties.
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
yes indeedy.
29. Favourite thing to do in your spare time?
I have spare time? When did that happen.
30. Do you swear a lot?
You @£** better believe it.
31. Biggest pet peeve?
Lying
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
me...
Birdy Buffet
I have a bird feeder in the back yard. Yesterday there were 2 different types of Blue Jays, some Quail, Robins, Sparrows, Finches, Chickadees, and Red-Headed Woodpeckers flying in for a brief repast and then zooming off. I imagine our cat thinks he has died and gone to heaven. We have provided him with a buffet of delicacies to choose from. What good parents we are.... or on the other hand, one can imagine what the birds must think of us?
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
All quiet
This morning I awakened at 3am for some unknown reason.. perhaps it was the fact that I was thinking about waking up early to see The Peanut off on his field trip, or the pain in my lower back from too much gardening.. or the call of the bathroom...but for some reason I could not get back to sleep so by 4am I was up and perusing the lack of TV at that hour (I was too sleepy to make the Comcast thing work).
By 4:30, I was frying some bacon and brewing a nice cup of earl grey tea. The Peanut wandered out, with sleepy eyes and haystack hair, hugged me and said, "I knew I could count on you." I think he had been concerned that I would oversleep and make him late for the drop-off of his big 2 nights away trip to the north to pan for gold.
It was still dark when we went out the door but by the time I dropped him off in town and waited to wave the kids off, the sky had lightened. There was very little traffic (other than the expected deer) along the road and I was reminded of the many trips my family took together. We always left at o'dark early and had breakfast a few hours down the road. I saw the sun rise many times on my trips from WV to FL. I recently discovered a couple of places in FL on the Internet. One is still up and running (and I am sure totally changed http://mermaid.weekiwachee.com/index.php?&MMN_position=1:1) and another one relegated to memories. (http://www.lostparks.com/fland.html).
I have been traveling down memory lane a lot lately for some reason.
By 4:30, I was frying some bacon and brewing a nice cup of earl grey tea. The Peanut wandered out, with sleepy eyes and haystack hair, hugged me and said, "I knew I could count on you." I think he had been concerned that I would oversleep and make him late for the drop-off of his big 2 nights away trip to the north to pan for gold.
It was still dark when we went out the door but by the time I dropped him off in town and waited to wave the kids off, the sky had lightened. There was very little traffic (other than the expected deer) along the road and I was reminded of the many trips my family took together. We always left at o'dark early and had breakfast a few hours down the road. I saw the sun rise many times on my trips from WV to FL. I recently discovered a couple of places in FL on the Internet. One is still up and running (and I am sure totally changed http://mermaid.weekiwachee.com/index.php?&MMN_position=1:1) and another one relegated to memories. (http://www.lostparks.com/fland.html).
I have been traveling down memory lane a lot lately for some reason.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Die with a T
In the old days, (we're talking 60's to 70's) it was easier to diet in many ways. There were a few pre package meals with a dozen or so unpronounceable chemicals in them and few if any diet plans. You ate a half a grapefruit or a poached egg on plain toast for breakfast, a salad for lunch and for dinner; it was a piece of chicken with salad. Then came the dawning of a new era in the late 80's to 90's with more folks making prepackaged meals and new burgeoning companies starting to sell their 'proven' diet plans. Nutri-Systems, Weight Watchers and Jenny Craig were the fore runners of this and before you can wave a dumbbell, everyone had a weight loss plan to sell you. Move over Jack Lalane, and make room for the mass marketer called reality television. It's what’s for dinner!
I have tried a few of those plans and bought a few of the DVD's too, and the best method that I have found that works.... drum roll please.... COMMON SENSE! Yes, folks it's true... it works. The Biggest loser uses it to great results. I'm happy that they are including more people in their quest to shape up America. Good food choices coupled with activity equals a better mind and body.
But I have to ask. Why do those folks who ate at McArches everyday have the cahones to sue McArches for their fat? They made the choice to eat there? No one forced them. No one forces you to pick up a cigarette and smoke it. It's blatantly printed and shouted to the rooftops how bad they are and yet every day hundreds of people start smoking. It is all about choices.
We have a choice to eat the huge meal or not. We have the choice in our own hands to walk a little more and eat a little less. We have the power.
I have tried a few of those plans and bought a few of the DVD's too, and the best method that I have found that works.... drum roll please.... COMMON SENSE! Yes, folks it's true... it works. The Biggest loser uses it to great results. I'm happy that they are including more people in their quest to shape up America. Good food choices coupled with activity equals a better mind and body.
But I have to ask. Why do those folks who ate at McArches everyday have the cahones to sue McArches for their fat? They made the choice to eat there? No one forced them. No one forces you to pick up a cigarette and smoke it. It's blatantly printed and shouted to the rooftops how bad they are and yet every day hundreds of people start smoking. It is all about choices.
We have a choice to eat the huge meal or not. We have the choice in our own hands to walk a little more and eat a little less. We have the power.
Friday, February 02, 2007
Onto to a new plan
January is done, (it went rather quickly in my opinion) and February is moving in with no rain and some sun. On Jan. 24, I joined a local gym. It's not much to look at on the outside but inside it is quite nice. Plenty of room, lots of machines that I like and the best perc of all.. Not Crowded! Let me state that of the 6 times I have gone most of the time I am the only one there. Now I like this. I put on my Ipod with headphone and hop on the eliptical and off I go. I can also watch TV, but I will stick with my workout tunes.
I am very proud of myself and with how often I have gone in. I'm on a 2 week freeby right now and I intend to join. There have been a few times in the past where I have gotten fed up with my weight and done something about it but I can not point to one thing that might have triggered this response. Nor can I point to one thing that might have shoved me off the couch this time.... might have been that I am sick of stretch pants and long to wear jeans again. Might be that I want to feel feminine again in some flirty skirt... I don't know but for now I am running with it.
I am very proud of myself and with how often I have gone in. I'm on a 2 week freeby right now and I intend to join. There have been a few times in the past where I have gotten fed up with my weight and done something about it but I can not point to one thing that might have triggered this response. Nor can I point to one thing that might have shoved me off the couch this time.... might have been that I am sick of stretch pants and long to wear jeans again. Might be that I want to feel feminine again in some flirty skirt... I don't know but for now I am running with it.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
In the beginning there was fat... and lots of it.
I’m fat? When did that happen? It wasn’t like one day I was slim and trim and then wham, overnight the fat appeared like some glaring zit on your chin. Nor, was it like some monster, slinking down some dark alley searching for an unsuspecting thin body to pounce on and inject its fat globules into your pours.
No, it moved in slowly, a piece at a time. A few too many chips here or another donut there, interspersed with declining physical activity and before you know it, you are out of breath just going up a flight of stairs or red faced from bending over to pick up your napkin from the floor.
I’m sure I noticed it was there; this fat suit on my body. How could I miss the extended waistline or extra chin? Sometimes it was if a thin misty veil fell over my eyes when I looked in the mirror and the person that looked back at me looked absolutely fine. Just fine. Boy, was I well and truly kidding myself.
I started this diary on January 2006. Now clearly I had some issues, since it has taken a year to take control of my life and to get it on track. Perhaps it is the fact that I am turning 46 in May, or it was the fact that I am so frigging tired of stretch pants I could throw up. But whatever the reason, I am now on a better course to fulfill my goal of losing weight and living better.
No, it moved in slowly, a piece at a time. A few too many chips here or another donut there, interspersed with declining physical activity and before you know it, you are out of breath just going up a flight of stairs or red faced from bending over to pick up your napkin from the floor.
I’m sure I noticed it was there; this fat suit on my body. How could I miss the extended waistline or extra chin? Sometimes it was if a thin misty veil fell over my eyes when I looked in the mirror and the person that looked back at me looked absolutely fine. Just fine. Boy, was I well and truly kidding myself.
I started this diary on January 2006. Now clearly I had some issues, since it has taken a year to take control of my life and to get it on track. Perhaps it is the fact that I am turning 46 in May, or it was the fact that I am so frigging tired of stretch pants I could throw up. But whatever the reason, I am now on a better course to fulfill my goal of losing weight and living better.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Got MIlk?
I keep seeing the Carl's Jr. commercial with the two guys shaking the cows. (now I find that a bit disconcerting as well) but the music accompanying the commercial is bugging me. "Milkshake' by Kellis, is actually talking about her ass bringing the boys around. Now it could easily be about her breasts as well. I am no pude by any means but this commercial is offensive and not appropriate for kids and they show it all all times of the day and night.
I can only assume that the guys who made the commercial knew what they were doing by using such a 'catchy' tune and that the ratings folks are clueless
I can only assume that the guys who made the commercial knew what they were doing by using such a 'catchy' tune and that the ratings folks are clueless
Monday, January 08, 2007
And Away We Go
Okay so I don't post here very much. I do post more often on my other Blog at Live Journal. http://briarrose43.livejournal.com/
I had intended to restart this Blog and make it more personal about me and more about my writing. Ahh the best laid plans... But here goes my question for the moment.
Am I afraid of success or failing?
I had intended to restart this Blog and make it more personal about me and more about my writing. Ahh the best laid plans... But here goes my question for the moment.
Am I afraid of success or failing?
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