just a quick note to say that I'm over my snit and I'm back to being my normally happy self. Yay! I'll post later when I have relevant info to share.
If you want - click Here and see my videos of the JV dance team competition from last Saturday.
Happy Monday!
Monday, December 12, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
WI & waxing poetical.
Just as I suspected - weigh in sucked last night. I was up a good 3 lbs. I guess that's not as bad as it could have been - seeing as how I have a serious case of the Hum-Bugs Either that or my give-a-damn is truly busted.
So yeah - I've been crabby. Allow me to vent for a moment. We have entirely too much stuff for how small our house is. There's no place to put anything away, so clutter is EVERYWHERE! I get no help from anyone. I cannot believe that I am the only person to generate dirty dishes / dirty clothes / trash. However, unless I load the dishwasher / load the washer & dryer / take out the trash - it won't get done. My greatest hope would be for someone else to take it upon themselves to fold clothes! I would swoon!! And then maybe we could actually SIT upon the loveseat! Right now it's heaped full. Maggie the cat likes it, but she's the only one.
Let's start with Miss Princess Angela. I love her dearly, but I really don't know why she's such a damn freakin' airhead. I could go on all day about the stupid stuff she does. I asked her one day to get all the trash out of her room. Seems fairly simple. However, I mistakenly assumed that she would know that meant both the floor and her trash can and didn't specify both areas. So her can is - still - overflowing. I asked her yesterday to unload the dishwasher & scoop the litter boxes. 5 minutes. 10 if she was very thorough. Not too tough a chore - but she acted like I wanted her to scrub the entire house with her toothbrush or something. Speaking of toothbrush - I don't think I should have to tell a 14 year old to get in the shower after she's been to 3 or so hours of dance classes. Or brush her teeth every day (I know she goes to school with dragon breath because I leave before her in the morning) or wash her face. Or feed the cats. She makes me crazy. Oooh and her schoolwork. TURN IN HOMEWORK!!!! That is not a surprise that you should have to do such a thing. It's only been happening daily since what? Kindergarten???
And I understand that Randy has a lot of stress at work, dealing with company assholes, deadlines & such. But he's still perfectly capable of helping me out some. He comes home, changes clothes & either vegs on the bed or gets on the computer until dinner is ready. Then he's right back to it. I know his philosophy is that sometimes the best way to help is just to stay out of the way. But if I'm doing something in the kitchen - there's that pile of laundry in the living room! And a really nice TV!
Then, let's throw 3 critters underfoot. And I mean totally in the way - underfoot.
I'm totally not in the Christmas Spirit. I barely have the tree decorated. And boxes are still everywhere. And I sure as hell don't want to deal with cards!
I have to waste my entire day tomorrow taking Angel to competition with the school dance team. Drive for a good hour. Sit on hard aluminum bleachers for 6 or 7 hours. Drive home for another hour. Yay. Someone kill me now!
OK. I'm done. Now I must speak about 2 things that really make me happy right now. I will warn you - this may sound odd.
A). I really like my chair at work. I'm not even sure where this chair came from - it's not new. But it was at my desk when I came in Monday morning and it's just Aaaaaah! I think about how it hugs me so nicely when I lean back in it. I'm afraid if someone tries to take it from me - they will get hurt. My flat, squeaky old chair is against the wall behind me - and it can stay there!
B). Maple Sausage Pancake Rollers from 7-Eleven. OMG. Talk about convenience store heaven!!! I want to hug the person who thought this up. The sausage is slightly smaller than a regular hot dog. Not greasy in the slightest and good meaty texture. And it's wrapped in a not-too-thick & not-too-thin blanket of pancakey goodness. I don't know if the sausage or the pancake itself has the maple flavor, but it was a perfect balance of flavors exploding in my mouth. I had stopped on my way into work and almost had to pull off the road. One or more moans may have come from me. Glad I was alone & it was still dark out!
I looked up the stats on it and at 8 P+, it wasn't as bad as I expected. But also not good by any stretch of the imagination, either. I'm glad I controlled myself and only gotten one to try. But it was SO good and for only $1....I could have easily stuffed myself with 2 or 3.
Now I need to convince myself that they do not exist at the store that is located at the corner near my house and also just down the road from my work!
So yeah - I've been crabby. Allow me to vent for a moment. We have entirely too much stuff for how small our house is. There's no place to put anything away, so clutter is EVERYWHERE! I get no help from anyone. I cannot believe that I am the only person to generate dirty dishes / dirty clothes / trash. However, unless I load the dishwasher / load the washer & dryer / take out the trash - it won't get done. My greatest hope would be for someone else to take it upon themselves to fold clothes! I would swoon!! And then maybe we could actually SIT upon the loveseat! Right now it's heaped full. Maggie the cat likes it, but she's the only one.
Let's start with Miss Princess Angela. I love her dearly, but I really don't know why she's such a damn freakin' airhead. I could go on all day about the stupid stuff she does. I asked her one day to get all the trash out of her room. Seems fairly simple. However, I mistakenly assumed that she would know that meant both the floor and her trash can and didn't specify both areas. So her can is - still - overflowing. I asked her yesterday to unload the dishwasher & scoop the litter boxes. 5 minutes. 10 if she was very thorough. Not too tough a chore - but she acted like I wanted her to scrub the entire house with her toothbrush or something. Speaking of toothbrush - I don't think I should have to tell a 14 year old to get in the shower after she's been to 3 or so hours of dance classes. Or brush her teeth every day (I know she goes to school with dragon breath because I leave before her in the morning) or wash her face. Or feed the cats. She makes me crazy. Oooh and her schoolwork. TURN IN HOMEWORK!!!! That is not a surprise that you should have to do such a thing. It's only been happening daily since what? Kindergarten???
And I understand that Randy has a lot of stress at work, dealing with company assholes, deadlines & such. But he's still perfectly capable of helping me out some. He comes home, changes clothes & either vegs on the bed or gets on the computer until dinner is ready. Then he's right back to it. I know his philosophy is that sometimes the best way to help is just to stay out of the way. But if I'm doing something in the kitchen - there's that pile of laundry in the living room! And a really nice TV!
Then, let's throw 3 critters underfoot. And I mean totally in the way - underfoot.
I'm totally not in the Christmas Spirit. I barely have the tree decorated. And boxes are still everywhere. And I sure as hell don't want to deal with cards!
I have to waste my entire day tomorrow taking Angel to competition with the school dance team. Drive for a good hour. Sit on hard aluminum bleachers for 6 or 7 hours. Drive home for another hour. Yay. Someone kill me now!
OK. I'm done. Now I must speak about 2 things that really make me happy right now. I will warn you - this may sound odd.
A). I really like my chair at work. I'm not even sure where this chair came from - it's not new. But it was at my desk when I came in Monday morning and it's just Aaaaaah! I think about how it hugs me so nicely when I lean back in it. I'm afraid if someone tries to take it from me - they will get hurt. My flat, squeaky old chair is against the wall behind me - and it can stay there!
B). Maple Sausage Pancake Rollers from 7-Eleven. OMG. Talk about convenience store heaven!!! I want to hug the person who thought this up. The sausage is slightly smaller than a regular hot dog. Not greasy in the slightest and good meaty texture. And it's wrapped in a not-too-thick & not-too-thin blanket of pancakey goodness. I don't know if the sausage or the pancake itself has the maple flavor, but it was a perfect balance of flavors exploding in my mouth. I had stopped on my way into work and almost had to pull off the road. One or more moans may have come from me. Glad I was alone & it was still dark out!
I looked up the stats on it and at 8 P+, it wasn't as bad as I expected. But also not good by any stretch of the imagination, either. I'm glad I controlled myself and only gotten one to try. But it was SO good and for only $1....I could have easily stuffed myself with 2 or 3.
Now I need to convince myself that they do not exist at the store that is located at the corner near my house and also just down the road from my work!
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
A day which will live in infamy....
I was just reading this awesome article about how survivors of the Pearl Harbor attacks are afraid once they're all gone - they & the events of that day will be forgotten.
Wow. Just wow. I can't even begin to imagine the horrors they saw that day. I was in the Navy from 1992 - 2000 - the time of long-range missiles and surface-to-air weaponry that these gentlemen didn't have. Can you imagine the feeling of panic of hearing those planes and trying to find someplace safe to hide? I can't. And then the carnage afterward? Insane!
The oldest ship I was on was built in the mid 60s (USS Canopus AS-34) and although I thought it was a small boat, it was a LOT bigger than the ones from 1941. If I would have stayed in the Navy, my next command would have been a destroyer in Pearl Harbor. I did have the honor of visiting the Arizona Memorial both when I was a freshman in high school and again in 1995 when I was on my way back to Alameda after a 6 month deployment to the Western Pacific. I sure did not appreciate what I was seeing when I was a kid. As an adult, even though there was a group of us ferried out to the memorial...it seemed very quiet and cool inside and seeing the oil sheen still on the water's surface was the eeriest thing I'd ever seen. It honestly felt like you were stepping back in time.
Wow. Just wow. I can't even begin to imagine the horrors they saw that day. I was in the Navy from 1992 - 2000 - the time of long-range missiles and surface-to-air weaponry that these gentlemen didn't have. Can you imagine the feeling of panic of hearing those planes and trying to find someplace safe to hide? I can't. And then the carnage afterward? Insane!
The oldest ship I was on was built in the mid 60s (USS Canopus AS-34) and although I thought it was a small boat, it was a LOT bigger than the ones from 1941. If I would have stayed in the Navy, my next command would have been a destroyer in Pearl Harbor. I did have the honor of visiting the Arizona Memorial both when I was a freshman in high school and again in 1995 when I was on my way back to Alameda after a 6 month deployment to the Western Pacific. I sure did not appreciate what I was seeing when I was a kid. As an adult, even though there was a group of us ferried out to the memorial...it seemed very quiet and cool inside and seeing the oil sheen still on the water's surface was the eeriest thing I'd ever seen. It honestly felt like you were stepping back in time.
USS Arizona BB39 Memorial
I know I will not forget. These people deserve to be remembered.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Friend Makin' Monday - I am...
Happy Monday!
If you’ve taken part in FMM then you know the rules. If you’re new, please take a moment to answer this week’s question on your own blog then add your link in the comments section at: http://www.alltheweigh.com/2011/11/friend-makin-mondays-dating/www.alltheweigh.com so we can all see your FMM questions and answers. Please invite your blog readers to add their links here too so everyone has to opportunity to be seen. The idea is to connect with other awesome bloggers so take a moment to post your own FMM post and comment on a couple of other posts. Now it’s time for this week’s topic!
FMM: I am…
1. I am good at…being creative and making stuff.
2. I am happy when…I'm with my family and / or pets
3. I am working on...getting the house cleaned & decorated for Christmas
4. I am interested in…lots of stuff! New experiences, food, travelling, etc.
5. I am always...looking for ideas.
6. I am enjoying…life !!!
7. I am in…paper shuffling hell right now - aka at work!
8. I am reading…All the Sweet Tomorrow's by Betrice Small (for the umpteenth time!) once I finish I'm going to start reading my daughter's copies of the entire Twilight series.
9. I am concerned about...coming up with good ideas for the 13 days of Creepmas on my Maple Grove Cemetery blog.
10. I am looking forward to...watching my daughter at her first competition with the school JV dance team this weekend.
Now it’s your turn!
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Oh my!
I've been SO missing in action! I haven't been to weigh in for 2 weeks. Last week was Thanksgiving & this past week, the girl was dancing with the school team at the township tree lighting ceremony.
I was a bit disappointed with whatever moron scheduled that - why would you have the choir & orchestra out playing carols, bring the township officials out to yammer. Bring Santa out, give him a key to the township, flip on the lights on the "official" tree - then tell everyone to stick around for another 30 minutes to watch the dance team??? How totally unfair!!! I commented on the township FaceBook page & the township clerk replied that she noticed that, too & was going to bring it up to the planning committee next year. Good!
Anyway. Next week on the scale is going to be horribly scary. I got a boo-boo during dress rehearsal for the Detroit Lions half-time show the day before Thanksgiving. After the first run thru of the entire production with Nickelback and FoxSports - they decided that they wanted us - the Mosh Pit - to run to the stage instead of walk calmly. So we (there were probably 30 of us in our group) heard our cue & took off running. I felt something pop on the back of my calf & thought someone had kicked me. It really freakin' hurt & as I was trying to clap & dance right next to the stage (right in front of the one guitarist!!!) I kept looking down at my leg, since it felt like something was running down it. Anyway, I was basically useless the rest of the night. I could hardly walk, let alone run out there. Thursday I got up early because my sister Linda was coming by to pick up my contributions to Thanksgiving dinner at sister Laurie's house. I was almost in tears because my leg hurt so bad.
Anyway, I toughed it out. I was concerned but didn't think it was bad enough to go to the ER. I hobbled all weekend & even passed on horseback riding! Saturday when Angel & I got home - I went to go shower & realized my calf & ankle were all swollen & there was some nasty bruising around my ankle. Randy was still in Arkansas, so Angel texted Laurie & tattled on me! I was ordered to bed with a pile of pillows & a bag of frozen veggies.
I went to the doctor Monday & had it checked out. Ya know - hearing the doctor look and say "Oh, my!" doesn't really give you a lot of hope! When she suspected it was a torn muscle and was concerned for my Achilles tendon, & Tuesday I went for an ultrasound. I found out I ruptured my plantaris tendon. It is a common injury among tennis players, due to starting & stopping suddenly. In my case, it was from taking off running. So anyway, it's been painful & colorful. I can't take a long stride, so I've been limping - which puts more effort on my bad left knee! Doc said to treat it symptomatically. Otherwise - suck it up & deal! I'm really looking forward to being able to wear shoes other than my winter boots or my ballet flats - since I can't wear socks other than the peeky-boo ones.
They were so cute with the black sparkly Santa hats!
Anyway. Next week on the scale is going to be horribly scary. I got a boo-boo during dress rehearsal for the Detroit Lions half-time show the day before Thanksgiving. After the first run thru of the entire production with Nickelback and FoxSports - they decided that they wanted us - the Mosh Pit - to run to the stage instead of walk calmly. So we (there were probably 30 of us in our group) heard our cue & took off running. I felt something pop on the back of my calf & thought someone had kicked me. It really freakin' hurt & as I was trying to clap & dance right next to the stage (right in front of the one guitarist!!!) I kept looking down at my leg, since it felt like something was running down it. Anyway, I was basically useless the rest of the night. I could hardly walk, let alone run out there. Thursday I got up early because my sister Linda was coming by to pick up my contributions to Thanksgiving dinner at sister Laurie's house. I was almost in tears because my leg hurt so bad.
Anyway, I toughed it out. I was concerned but didn't think it was bad enough to go to the ER. I hobbled all weekend & even passed on horseback riding! Saturday when Angel & I got home - I went to go shower & realized my calf & ankle were all swollen & there was some nasty bruising around my ankle. Randy was still in Arkansas, so Angel texted Laurie & tattled on me! I was ordered to bed with a pile of pillows & a bag of frozen veggies.
I went to the doctor Monday & had it checked out. Ya know - hearing the doctor look and say "Oh, my!" doesn't really give you a lot of hope! When she suspected it was a torn muscle and was concerned for my Achilles tendon, & Tuesday I went for an ultrasound. I found out I ruptured my plantaris tendon. It is a common injury among tennis players, due to starting & stopping suddenly. In my case, it was from taking off running. So anyway, it's been painful & colorful. I can't take a long stride, so I've been limping - which puts more effort on my bad left knee! Doc said to treat it symptomatically. Otherwise - suck it up & deal! I'm really looking forward to being able to wear shoes other than my winter boots or my ballet flats - since I can't wear socks other than the peeky-boo ones.
Cankle!!!
At least my gingerbread goalie ornament is cute!!
Soooo, I haven't been trying in the slightest to stay on plan. I did see an email that the WW plan is changing like tomorrow, so I'm going to read up on it and make sure I stay for the meeting next week. I've been entirely too lax in skipping them.
Sigh. It really sucks getting old. Terina from the studio (whose idea it was to be in the Mosh Pit) really felt bad and keeps asking how its going. She said next year she's going to offer a conditioning class for us before we go! LOL!
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