I was afraid "Sal" may not be very nice to me this morning but I was wrong. He could have been better but he wasn't as nasty as I imagined he may be. Especially since my run in with Mr. Monkey Bread this past week. Come on, tell me one person that can say no to hot out of the oven, ooey, gooey, covered in powered sugar monkey bread? Hmm? Hmm? Go ahead, tell me one person. I din't think so!
Anywho, the numbers rolled around and rolled around until they finally stopped on 120. Yes, 120! This is going to be a good, good day. Then, I hear this beeping sound. There it is again. What is that? I'm looking and looking but can't find it. Ah dammit! It's my alarm clock, so I get out of bed and stumble down the hall to meet Sal. Boo Hoo
Ok-now for the real weigh in. Again, I'm standing on the scales watching the flashing numbers when it finally stops. Yes, another 1 1/2 lbs down. Oh yeah, I'll take it. 7 pounds total. :)
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
No Thank You
Anytime anyone in the office is on a weight loss challenge the boss man (who also needs to be on a weight loss challenge and we remind him of this on a daily basis) sets out to make it his personal goal to tempt you with very bad foods. For instance, he will bring in donuts or set at his desk eating a pint of ice cream that he had me pick up on my lunch break. The latest example of his temptation is detailed below. Please, try to hold your gasps of horror 'til the end. Voo Doo victim #2
I was setting at my desk working (as I ALWAYS do) reviewing a students ledger with Rubber Nut. I could tell there was another bodily presence behind me and assumed it was the boss man. When all of the sudden this giant chocolate chip muffin so perfectly displayed on a plate appeared inches from my nose. The muffin was waving back and forth with this voice saying "hmmm, doesn't this look good? hmmm, doesn't this smell good". At this point I snapped and stabbed the delightful treat with a highlighter. The boss man let out a small childish scream and attempted to pull the muffin back but to no avail. My inner voice was screaming "DESTROY THE MUFFIN, DESTROY THE MUFFIN". The muffin displayed the behavior of a hot potato as we were both grabbing for it. Me to destroy it and the boss man to save it. It was rolling around, it was flipping up in the air and chocolate chips were flying everywhere. I finally got may hands on the muffin at which time I squeezed the delightful treat with all I had. The whole time this incident is occurring Rubber Nut is witnessing it from the sidelines literally jumping up and down exclaiming "Yes, Yes, Yes!" Ahhh, satisfaction!
The boss man cradled his poor muffin and waddles back to his hole trying to put the pieces back together all the while mumbling something under his breath to the affect of "you are a mean, mean person". LIFE IS GOOD!!
So boss man - No Thank You. I don't believe I will partake in a muffin today.
I was setting at my desk working (as I ALWAYS do) reviewing a students ledger with Rubber Nut. I could tell there was another bodily presence behind me and assumed it was the boss man. When all of the sudden this giant chocolate chip muffin so perfectly displayed on a plate appeared inches from my nose. The muffin was waving back and forth with this voice saying "hmmm, doesn't this look good? hmmm, doesn't this smell good". At this point I snapped and stabbed the delightful treat with a highlighter. The boss man let out a small childish scream and attempted to pull the muffin back but to no avail. My inner voice was screaming "DESTROY THE MUFFIN, DESTROY THE MUFFIN". The muffin displayed the behavior of a hot potato as we were both grabbing for it. Me to destroy it and the boss man to save it. It was rolling around, it was flipping up in the air and chocolate chips were flying everywhere. I finally got may hands on the muffin at which time I squeezed the delightful treat with all I had. The whole time this incident is occurring Rubber Nut is witnessing it from the sidelines literally jumping up and down exclaiming "Yes, Yes, Yes!" Ahhh, satisfaction!
The boss man cradled his poor muffin and waddles back to his hole trying to put the pieces back together all the while mumbling something under his breath to the affect of "you are a mean, mean person". LIFE IS GOOD!!
So boss man - No Thank You. I don't believe I will partake in a muffin today.
Monday, April 20, 2009
The Magic Number is...........
My first weigh in resulted in a 5 1/2 lb weight loss. Oh Yeah!!!! I couldn't find any cool picture of 5 1/2 so I had to settle for just 5. I'm a little skeered to weigh in this week but we'll see what "Sal" has to say. That's right. I've named the square box with the flashing numbers. That's not weird is it? I just feel like we need to get to know each other a little more so I named it-I mean him.
I've been really nice and talking to him every day. I even offer to take him places but he says he just wants to hang out in the bathroom. I mean, I just don't know what else to do. I just can't please him.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
My First VooDoo Victim is-Drum Roll Please
The 10 minute GooRoo TONY HORTON! Look at him standin' there all smug.
I know everyone always says the only way to slim down is by diet AND exercise so as promised I thought I would give good ole Mr. E a try. I finally broke the seal on my 10 minute workout video. Suuuuurely, I can endure exercise for a measly only 10 minutes. Right?
As the directions instructed I slipped on my "workout" clothes, put on my tennis shoes, cleared a spot in the living room floor, hit play and the fun began. "Hey, this isn't so bad" I thought with Lou's constant kackling in the background. I was movin' and a groovin', feelin' good about myself and what I was doin'. I was starting to get a little warm, my face turning red and was becoming winded when all of the sudden Mr. Toooony says "Ok group. Way to go. You have just completed your 2 minute warm up". Warm up, warm up? Are you serious? And then I hear him say "Don't forget to do your 2 minute cool down at the end of your workout". I hit pause and had a stare down with the TV.
I gave myself a pep talk and decided...it's cool, I'm down with this. 2 minute warm up, 2 minute cool down and a 6 minute workout. Hey, this is better than I thought. It's actually only 6 minutes. Woo Hoo!
I hit play and began. Again. I'm into it about 3 minutes (max) and am literally about to die when I notice in the corner a clock that is counting down and it's on 7:20. 7:20?? I thought is was only 6 minutes? I worked out a few more minutes (or seconds-whose counting?) and had to sit down.
I can't even believe I'm telling this on myself let alone putting it in writing. Anywho. I sit in my lazy boy and watch the rest of the video and they're just a talkin' and a smilin' while their workin' out makin' it look easy when it's NOT. Come to find out. It's a 2 minute warm up, 10 minute workout and a 2 minute cool down. I am not a mathematician by no means but I know 2+10+2=14 not 10! And don't try to justify it as the warm up and cool down is not exercise because if you are up moving around it's exercise!!
So, I'm going to suck it up, quit being a cry baby and do my best at this. No Pain No Gain! Blah, Blah, Blah. Whoever said that is STUPID and my next mission is to discover who said that and make them my next VooDoo victim.
Until by next cry baby session~
Rose Baggs
I know everyone always says the only way to slim down is by diet AND exercise so as promised I thought I would give good ole Mr. E a try. I finally broke the seal on my 10 minute workout video. Suuuuurely, I can endure exercise for a measly only 10 minutes. Right?As the directions instructed I slipped on my "workout" clothes, put on my tennis shoes, cleared a spot in the living room floor, hit play and the fun began. "Hey, this isn't so bad" I thought with Lou's constant kackling in the background. I was movin' and a groovin', feelin' good about myself and what I was doin'. I was starting to get a little warm, my face turning red and was becoming winded when all of the sudden Mr. Toooony says "Ok group. Way to go. You have just completed your 2 minute warm up". Warm up, warm up? Are you serious? And then I hear him say "Don't forget to do your 2 minute cool down at the end of your workout". I hit pause and had a stare down with the TV.
I gave myself a pep talk and decided...it's cool, I'm down with this. 2 minute warm up, 2 minute cool down and a 6 minute workout. Hey, this is better than I thought. It's actually only 6 minutes. Woo Hoo!
I hit play and began. Again. I'm into it about 3 minutes (max) and am literally about to die when I notice in the corner a clock that is counting down and it's on 7:20. 7:20?? I thought is was only 6 minutes? I worked out a few more minutes (or seconds-whose counting?) and had to sit down.
I can't even believe I'm telling this on myself let alone putting it in writing. Anywho. I sit in my lazy boy and watch the rest of the video and they're just a talkin' and a smilin' while their workin' out makin' it look easy when it's NOT. Come to find out. It's a 2 minute warm up, 10 minute workout and a 2 minute cool down. I am not a mathematician by no means but I know 2+10+2=14 not 10! And don't try to justify it as the warm up and cool down is not exercise because if you are up moving around it's exercise!!
So, I'm going to suck it up, quit being a cry baby and do my best at this. No Pain No Gain! Blah, Blah, Blah. Whoever said that is STUPID and my next mission is to discover who said that and make them my next VooDoo victim.
Until by next cry baby session~
Rose Baggs
Saturday, April 11, 2009
The Number Are Too High :(
On a previous blog posting I mentioned that I would begin a weight loss challenge once BB shipped off to his man/fat camp. Since the numbers on that digital box in my bathroom have such high numbers and BB is gone my personal challenge has begun. My weight loss program of choice is Weight Watchers. I have mentally prepared myself to begin the Beach Body 10 minute workout by Tony Horton. I don't know how that whole physical activity thing and me are going to mix but I'll give it a shot. What else do I have to do? Oh, I know - eat ice cream.
I told the girls and guy at work what I was doing and since most of them are also trying to slim down they decided not only to bond together for encouragement but to make a friendly wager of it. We agreed to put in $20 and hold the contest for 12 weeks. We had our first weigh in on Friday the 10th in the Sulley U Medical Assisting lab. Of course whom ever has lost the largest percent of weight at the end of 12 weeks wins 100 smakaroos.
Wanna see a picture of my new best friend?
Watch for the upcoming results of the weekly challenge. I miss food already. I'm skeered!
I told the girls and guy at work what I was doing and since most of them are also trying to slim down they decided not only to bond together for encouragement but to make a friendly wager of it. We agreed to put in $20 and hold the contest for 12 weeks. We had our first weigh in on Friday the 10th in the Sulley U Medical Assisting lab. Of course whom ever has lost the largest percent of weight at the end of 12 weeks wins 100 smakaroos.
Wanna see a picture of my new best friend?
Watch for the upcoming results of the weekly challenge. I miss food already. I'm skeered!
Friday, April 10, 2009
Strip Club or Team Name?
Ok girls - how many of your significant others have graced the door or doors of one of the many "classy" strip joints where skank ho's remove their clothes to provide men with a cheap thrill? Oh, I'm sorry I'm not being politically correct. Gentleman's Club.
Some of the well known hot spots are:
Some of the well known hot spots are:
- The Club House
- Solid Platinum
- Pure Gold
- Deja Vue and
- Diamond Girls
The funny thing is you can tell they are scandalous places just by their names. Right? Wrong! Diamond Girls is NOT the name of a local strip joint - I don't guess. It's the name of Lou's softball team. What the hell!? Diamond Girls? Diamond Girls? Couldn't they have come up with another name for a group of young pre-teen girls?
I'm so distraught I have to sign off for now but here is a promise to all my fans.
There will be more frequent posts!
What I Am Reading
One of my friends, better known as Mommy Meggie, is amazing. I must credit Meggie with inspiring me to create a blog. She is amazing because she seems to have found not only the time to be a wife, a mom, hold down a full time job and entrain via her blog, myspace and facebook accounts but constantly has her face glued to the inside cover of a book.
Now, I'm sure most of you said to yourself "Self, why would anyone want to read such a book?" Isn't it obvious? Don't worry-none of you should fear. Well, maybe. I don't know who all has access to my blog. However, if you begin to have random, sharp shooting pains in various parts of your body. Sorry about that. I'm new. Leave me alone.
She has a section on her blog that's titled "What I Am Reading" and it seems like there is a different book up there every other day. I mean good lord, it takes me three days just to read the "What's Happening In Our Class This Week" newsletter that Lou's teachers send home every Monday. Seriously, it does. They should really provide some creative writing tips to those teachers. They really, really struggle.
Not only is there a variety of books throughout the week but she now has TWO "What I Am Reading" sections along with "What's In My Car CD Player" (or something like that). So, once again Meggie has inspired me. This time it's to do my own "What I Am Reading" section. So, here it is.
Now, I'm sure most of you said to yourself "Self, why would anyone want to read such a book?" Isn't it obvious? Don't worry-none of you should fear. Well, maybe. I don't know who all has access to my blog. However, if you begin to have random, sharp shooting pains in various parts of your body. Sorry about that. I'm new. Leave me alone.
Forgetting Something
It has been a little while since I have posted and I have missed it. So, to all of my fans; I apologize! Lou feels certain that I have no fans but I know I do.
It has been a crazy, crazy couple of weeks. As time grew closer to BB leaving I spent all my extra time with him. Considering he won't be home until late September I felt certain I would find enough time to blog until my hearts content.
It feels unbelievably odd at home. I constantly feel as though I am forgetting something. Going to bed alone, waking up alone, leaving an empty house, coming home to an empty house is something I am not use to. Although Lou and Bb are here they have other family members that feel they have a right to see them so they aren't here with me all of the time. I don't know where they get off thinking such things - but whatever. Crybabies!
To give a brief update of some of the particulars; BB flew out Tuesday 4/7/09 at 4:31. I have been fortunate enough to speak to him a few times since then. Currently he is miserable. They are at the Reception Station where they are doing a lot of standing, sitting and waiting and more standing, sitting and waiting and pretty much in that order. Oh, did I mention he has to get up at 4:00a.m.! What the crap is all that about? Why do they feel the need to get up so dag gum early? That is way before the butt crack of dawn. The butt crack of dawn is like 5:30a.m. or something like that.
Other than that I don't really have a whole lot to report on BB and Basic Training since his calls come random, infrequent and are short lived. However, I will keep you updated. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.
On the lighter side, at least he's in the states and gets to come home in September.
It has been a crazy, crazy couple of weeks. As time grew closer to BB leaving I spent all my extra time with him. Considering he won't be home until late September I felt certain I would find enough time to blog until my hearts content.
It feels unbelievably odd at home. I constantly feel as though I am forgetting something. Going to bed alone, waking up alone, leaving an empty house, coming home to an empty house is something I am not use to. Although Lou and Bb are here they have other family members that feel they have a right to see them so they aren't here with me all of the time. I don't know where they get off thinking such things - but whatever. Crybabies!
To give a brief update of some of the particulars; BB flew out Tuesday 4/7/09 at 4:31. I have been fortunate enough to speak to him a few times since then. Currently he is miserable. They are at the Reception Station where they are doing a lot of standing, sitting and waiting and more standing, sitting and waiting and pretty much in that order. Oh, did I mention he has to get up at 4:00a.m.! What the crap is all that about? Why do they feel the need to get up so dag gum early? That is way before the butt crack of dawn. The butt crack of dawn is like 5:30a.m. or something like that.
Other than that I don't really have a whole lot to report on BB and Basic Training since his calls come random, infrequent and are short lived. However, I will keep you updated. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.
On the lighter side, at least he's in the states and gets to come home in September.
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