Thank you for giving me the key to that locked door.
I owe ya big time. You're the best! :)
THANKYOU JESUS!!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Lord, move in a way that I've never seen before.... 'Cause there's a mountain in the way, and a lock on the door.....
Dear God,
Thank you for giving me the key to that locked door.
I owe ya big time. You're the best! :)
THANKYOU JESUS!!
Thank you for giving me the key to that locked door.
I owe ya big time. You're the best! :)
THANKYOU JESUS!!
Saturday, December 6, 2008
And so now I journey into the wild...
I need a car today! Send some prayers, happy thoughts, good vibes, etc. my way please!!
Its do or die today because I run out of borrowed time at 5pm tonight.
I'll report back tonight with good results God willing!! :)
Its do or die today because I run out of borrowed time at 5pm tonight.
I'll report back tonight with good results God willing!! :)
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
ER 101
So now that I can type with two hands again, I present to you the lessons I learned while sitting in the emergency room.
First lets define emergency, courtesy of dictionary.com
1. e⋅mer⋅gen⋅cy
[i-mur-juhn-see] noun, plural -cies, adjective
–noun / a sudden, urgent, usually unexpected occurrence or occasion requiring immediate action.
Now that you know what it means, here's the rules.
First rule.
Your kid's snotty nose does not warrant a trip to the ER. Especially if he is well and able enough to run around smacking the back of everyone's chairs, shake the vending machine until it breaks, or scream at random for no reason.
This also means that you do not have to bring the kids brothers and sisters who are not sick or have no emergency. You also don't have to bring their cousins. Or their uncle. Or grandma and grandpa and the rest of the extended family.
I mean seriously?? For a snotty nose?? Why the heck would you pile up so many people for?
You do not need to be in the emergency room for that. You need to go to HEB or Kroger and go to the medicine aisle and get some kid's cough and cold cherry syrup and stop taking up every single chair available. Sicker more emergency-stricken people could use them.
And should you disregard this rule, then you are hereby ordered to put your kids, cousins, and any other person that is not old enough to drink, on a tight leash and keep them in your immediate reaching radius.
Next rule
An emergency room is NOT a restaurant. There are no reservations, there is no one to wait on you and give you whatever you want when you snap your fingers, nor is anyone obligated to take orders from you. YOU have an emergency, and you are not in a position to be a mean [swear word], because the people you are working so diligently to piss off can decide that your emergency isn't important..... and that leaves you back at square one.
So mister 'I have a business in Market Street and have giant gas guzzling cars' - if your tush gets out of your chair when the waiting room is standing room only, every man for himself ER - I will **not** hold your spot. Didn't you ever hear the saying, 'move your meat, lose your seat'? And how dare you try to demand that after you walk away for 30 minutes - HALF AN HOUR - that I move once you return so you can have your seat back. This is not a restaurant, and there are no reservations. No no guy, don't mess with me. ESPECIALLY when I'm in pain and clearly have more of an emergency than your moneybags have ever seen or known. Its not my fault that your penny loafers don't know what solid ground feels like since you've apparently bullied everyone around you into thinking they need to act as your footstool. Maybe if you offered me some of your mountains of cash that you brag about, I might be inclined to do you that small favor instead of you demanding that I am lesser than you and therefore should listen to your money. Go buy yourself some manners and social skills.
Next rule
Don't be drunk. Drinking, you see, is supposed to be in moderation. Being DRUNK in a place that's not a bar is considered public intoxication, which will get you arrested. And if you showed up to the hospital drunk, you probably drove. And drinking while intoxicated is illegal. And OH YEAH -- hospital staff do blood tests, and if you have an illegal amount of alcohol in your system, the good old boys in blue will be paying you a visit. Hospital staff, you see, can't be held liable for letting a person who has a BAC over the legal limit back on the street... because you might hit someone, and that someone might sue the hospital for not sending you off safely. So you get to go to jail instead.
Next rule
Dude...... your stab wound, blood stained hands, and dirty torn up clothes tell the whole story. You obviously fought with someone, and they got the better of you. And you look like you were probably not 'fighting' with someone, but rather ATTACKING someone, and they got the upperhand and showed you something you weren't expecting, therefore your crime that you tried to commit just got rained on.
Don't go to the hospital. They will call the police because you look suspicious.
The patients in the waiting room will call the police because you look like the guy I just saw on America's Most Wanted, and we overheard you calling your buddy on your cellphone, panic stricken, telling them how you 'cant talk right now' but things didnt go as planned.
Next rule
The phonebook by the telephone is a resource material for people who might need to use it to perhaps call a number listed in it. You may not give it to your kids as a toy to tear pages out of and throw paper balls or paper airplanes or make spit wads out of.
Next rule
NO TEXT MESSAGING DARN IT! The sick lady who is obviously having an emergency cannot sleep when your text messages keep ringing every 2 seconds. PICK UP THE PHONE AND CALL THAT PERSON -- don't spend 3 hours sending 10 words back and forth. And if you choose to disregard this rule, put your phone on SILENT!
Next rule
The tv on closed captioning lets those of us who can't hear the tv know whats going on despite your loud phone conversation, shouting screaming kids, and ringing text messages. We all just saw what happened. You do not need to keep recapping for us. 'OH MAN Did you just see that! So and so just did this!
I know. The person next to me knows. EVERYONE knows. We all are staring at the tv because we're pretending not to notice the rest of the annoyances, and we're biting our tongue so we dont lash out at stupid penny loafers who is demanding that sick people wait on him. We are paying more attention to the tv than we do in our own homes. Really, you don't need to narrate for us.
Next rule
Do NOT socialize with the drunk man! He'll think he's in a bar and then try to hit on the rest of us! Seriously!!
Next rule
Do try and make an effort to listen for your name. Don't ask me if they called your name because I don't know your name... we haven't even met. And I'm not interested in meeting people in the emergency room. I'm interested in getting my emergency taken care of
Anyhow I can keep going... but this should be enough learning material for you today.
As for the doctors, nurses, interns, reception desk, and other hospital staff - you guys were awesome and gave me some fantastic care! But get a police officer to do security detail. Then he would have thrown drunk guy away, and I could have told the noisy kids that the 'man in the uniform over there is watching you so BE QUIET!!', and maybe penny loafers would have realized that you don't have power unless you have a .22 strapped to your waist and a badge pinned to your chest.
[Police officers are awesome, and I have the utmost respect and admiration for them, by the way. :) ]
So there you have it. As GI JOE Would say...
Now you know, and knowing is half the battle!
Fortune time!
SUPPORT BACTERIA -- IT'S THE ONLY CULTURE SOME PEOPLE HAVE!
First lets define emergency, courtesy of dictionary.com
1. e⋅mer⋅gen⋅cy
[i-mur-juhn-see] noun, plural -cies, adjective
–noun / a sudden, urgent, usually unexpected occurrence or occasion requiring immediate action.
Now that you know what it means, here's the rules.
First rule.
Your kid's snotty nose does not warrant a trip to the ER. Especially if he is well and able enough to run around smacking the back of everyone's chairs, shake the vending machine until it breaks, or scream at random for no reason.
This also means that you do not have to bring the kids brothers and sisters who are not sick or have no emergency. You also don't have to bring their cousins. Or their uncle. Or grandma and grandpa and the rest of the extended family.
I mean seriously?? For a snotty nose?? Why the heck would you pile up so many people for?
You do not need to be in the emergency room for that. You need to go to HEB or Kroger and go to the medicine aisle and get some kid's cough and cold cherry syrup and stop taking up every single chair available. Sicker more emergency-stricken people could use them.
And should you disregard this rule, then you are hereby ordered to put your kids, cousins, and any other person that is not old enough to drink, on a tight leash and keep them in your immediate reaching radius.
Next rule
An emergency room is NOT a restaurant. There are no reservations, there is no one to wait on you and give you whatever you want when you snap your fingers, nor is anyone obligated to take orders from you. YOU have an emergency, and you are not in a position to be a mean [swear word], because the people you are working so diligently to piss off can decide that your emergency isn't important..... and that leaves you back at square one.
So mister 'I have a business in Market Street and have giant gas guzzling cars' - if your tush gets out of your chair when the waiting room is standing room only, every man for himself ER - I will **not** hold your spot. Didn't you ever hear the saying, 'move your meat, lose your seat'? And how dare you try to demand that after you walk away for 30 minutes - HALF AN HOUR - that I move once you return so you can have your seat back. This is not a restaurant, and there are no reservations. No no guy, don't mess with me. ESPECIALLY when I'm in pain and clearly have more of an emergency than your moneybags have ever seen or known. Its not my fault that your penny loafers don't know what solid ground feels like since you've apparently bullied everyone around you into thinking they need to act as your footstool. Maybe if you offered me some of your mountains of cash that you brag about, I might be inclined to do you that small favor instead of you demanding that I am lesser than you and therefore should listen to your money. Go buy yourself some manners and social skills.
Next rule
Don't be drunk. Drinking, you see, is supposed to be in moderation. Being DRUNK in a place that's not a bar is considered public intoxication, which will get you arrested. And if you showed up to the hospital drunk, you probably drove. And drinking while intoxicated is illegal. And OH YEAH -- hospital staff do blood tests, and if you have an illegal amount of alcohol in your system, the good old boys in blue will be paying you a visit. Hospital staff, you see, can't be held liable for letting a person who has a BAC over the legal limit back on the street... because you might hit someone, and that someone might sue the hospital for not sending you off safely. So you get to go to jail instead.
Next rule
Dude...... your stab wound, blood stained hands, and dirty torn up clothes tell the whole story. You obviously fought with someone, and they got the better of you. And you look like you were probably not 'fighting' with someone, but rather ATTACKING someone, and they got the upperhand and showed you something you weren't expecting, therefore your crime that you tried to commit just got rained on.
Don't go to the hospital. They will call the police because you look suspicious.
The patients in the waiting room will call the police because you look like the guy I just saw on America's Most Wanted, and we overheard you calling your buddy on your cellphone, panic stricken, telling them how you 'cant talk right now' but things didnt go as planned.
Next rule
The phonebook by the telephone is a resource material for people who might need to use it to perhaps call a number listed in it. You may not give it to your kids as a toy to tear pages out of and throw paper balls or paper airplanes or make spit wads out of.
Next rule
NO TEXT MESSAGING DARN IT! The sick lady who is obviously having an emergency cannot sleep when your text messages keep ringing every 2 seconds. PICK UP THE PHONE AND CALL THAT PERSON -- don't spend 3 hours sending 10 words back and forth. And if you choose to disregard this rule, put your phone on SILENT!
Next rule
The tv on closed captioning lets those of us who can't hear the tv know whats going on despite your loud phone conversation, shouting screaming kids, and ringing text messages. We all just saw what happened. You do not need to keep recapping for us. 'OH MAN Did you just see that! So and so just did this!
I know. The person next to me knows. EVERYONE knows. We all are staring at the tv because we're pretending not to notice the rest of the annoyances, and we're biting our tongue so we dont lash out at stupid penny loafers who is demanding that sick people wait on him. We are paying more attention to the tv than we do in our own homes. Really, you don't need to narrate for us.
Next rule
Do NOT socialize with the drunk man! He'll think he's in a bar and then try to hit on the rest of us! Seriously!!
Next rule
Do try and make an effort to listen for your name. Don't ask me if they called your name because I don't know your name... we haven't even met. And I'm not interested in meeting people in the emergency room. I'm interested in getting my emergency taken care of
Anyhow I can keep going... but this should be enough learning material for you today.
As for the doctors, nurses, interns, reception desk, and other hospital staff - you guys were awesome and gave me some fantastic care! But get a police officer to do security detail. Then he would have thrown drunk guy away, and I could have told the noisy kids that the 'man in the uniform over there is watching you so BE QUIET!!', and maybe penny loafers would have realized that you don't have power unless you have a .22 strapped to your waist and a badge pinned to your chest.
[Police officers are awesome, and I have the utmost respect and admiration for them, by the way. :) ]
So there you have it. As GI JOE Would say...
Now you know, and knowing is half the battle!
Fortune time!
SUPPORT BACTERIA -- IT'S THE ONLY CULTURE SOME PEOPLE HAVE!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
new layout
New Christmas layout originated from here, but I tweaked it up a bit and turned it into a banner. They have other stuff too, not just christmas, so go check out SL-DESIGNS. :)
Thursday, November 27, 2008
happy thanksgiving from your friendly neighborhood hospital
you know its going to be a strange thanksgiving when you spend the early hours of it in the emergency room.
thankyou god -- no broken bones, no cracks, just major major swelling. a full recovery is expected, and i will be back to playing guitar and typing with two hands in no time. no black friday for me though... so close!!!!! oh well, i have other things thar could have been worse. almost lost my finger if i hadnt been wearing my ring. :)
and because the injury [crushed hand] involved metal, i got to have this conversation at 1am ----
doc: when was your last tetnis shot?
me: i dont know?
doc: today, thats when
me: really? i dont think i remember that
doc: [holding rather large needle] i know, but i remember so its ok. [giant excited looking yet scary smile]
so i have one good hand, and i feel like i got hit with a baseball bat on my arm. ugh...
but im ok, as long as i keep it elevated and apply ice. :)
anyway, happy thanksgiving to all. stay out of the emergency room today. its packed, they will take a long time to get to you, and they dont have turkey in the vending machine.
fortune: As we live, so we learn
thankyou god -- no broken bones, no cracks, just major major swelling. a full recovery is expected, and i will be back to playing guitar and typing with two hands in no time. no black friday for me though... so close!!!!! oh well, i have other things thar could have been worse. almost lost my finger if i hadnt been wearing my ring. :)
and because the injury [crushed hand] involved metal, i got to have this conversation at 1am ----
doc: when was your last tetnis shot?
me: i dont know?
doc: today, thats when
me: really? i dont think i remember that
doc: [holding rather large needle] i know, but i remember so its ok. [giant excited looking yet scary smile]
so i have one good hand, and i feel like i got hit with a baseball bat on my arm. ugh...
but im ok, as long as i keep it elevated and apply ice. :)
anyway, happy thanksgiving to all. stay out of the emergency room today. its packed, they will take a long time to get to you, and they dont have turkey in the vending machine.
fortune: As we live, so we learn
Monday, November 17, 2008
Pictures for the Lifers
Since photobucket is weird and won't let me hotlink on the RLC forums, I shall share the pictures here for them to grab!
I know they look funky and small but if you right click and 'save as', it should save it in its original format. If not, leave me a comment with your email and I'll be more than happy to send. :)
Thinking Pose
Regular Pose
Jazz Hands!
I know they look funky and small but if you right click and 'save as', it should save it in its original format. If not, leave me a comment with your email and I'll be more than happy to send. :)
Thinking Pose
Regular Pose
Jazz Hands!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Who is the Jazz Guy???
Trip to Lockhart was a blast, and this post is a bit of a tribute to the newfound friends I made there. :)
Fortune:
THE MEANING OF LIFE CAN BE FOUND IN A CAN OF ALPHABET SOUP.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Dear Science Channel....
I'm watching 'How Its Made', and the announcer is saying that the grinders used to shape and sharpen these giant screw machining shanks, are made of diamonds so that way the the tools they are sharpening/creating are also as hard as diamonds...
Ummmm..... how??? The actual tool they're making isn't made of diamonds?? Its metal? Formula does not compute...
And furthermore... they always show how 'this machine shapes X material to be formed into X part that will then go through this other machine, and it will shape the X part into a Y part, and then this other machine sends it through yet another machine to be cooled and pressed..'
My question is this....
How the heck do you make the MACHINE that makes stuff?? How do you make a machine that reads handwriting on letters and automatically sorts them?? How do you make a machine that shapes metal bottle caps? Or the machine that cuts noodles?
How do you make the machine that makes the stuff?
And before the machine...... how did you make it without that technology?
Oh come on, don't roll your eyes at me.... its a good question!!
Fortune:
DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE
Ummmm..... how??? The actual tool they're making isn't made of diamonds?? Its metal? Formula does not compute...
And furthermore... they always show how 'this machine shapes X material to be formed into X part that will then go through this other machine, and it will shape the X part into a Y part, and then this other machine sends it through yet another machine to be cooled and pressed..'
My question is this....
How the heck do you make the MACHINE that makes stuff?? How do you make a machine that reads handwriting on letters and automatically sorts them?? How do you make a machine that shapes metal bottle caps? Or the machine that cuts noodles?
How do you make the machine that makes the stuff?
And before the machine...... how did you make it without that technology?
Oh come on, don't roll your eyes at me.... its a good question!!
Fortune:
DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
For a friend...
I was faced with the painful task of speaking the words that people would remember my grandfather by... standing up in front of a crowded room, pain gripping at my heart, and having one last chance to say to the world what this man meant to me... and what kind of person he was.
I was the one who was going to give light to his legacy one final time.
How was I supposed to do that? It wasn't possible to even *try* to show a room full of friends, family members, and strangers the lasting imprint on my heart that I received from him, for it was special and unique... just the way the imprints on their hearts that he gave to them were indescribable.
How was I to tell others how much he meant to me... when I was still in shock and pain, and didn't even realize the magnitude of his impact on my life... until the day he went away?
How was I supposed to comfort others, and be the pillar of guidance at such a sad time when I couldn't even find comfort for myself?
In the midst of it all, when I couldn't quite figure out what to say without choking up in front of everyone, I came across a poem...
In it was the comfort I needed in that difficult time.
It became the words that I would speak that would sum up his legacy.
I hope you can find comfort in it as well...
I was the one who was going to give light to his legacy one final time.
How was I supposed to do that? It wasn't possible to even *try* to show a room full of friends, family members, and strangers the lasting imprint on my heart that I received from him, for it was special and unique... just the way the imprints on their hearts that he gave to them were indescribable.
How was I to tell others how much he meant to me... when I was still in shock and pain, and didn't even realize the magnitude of his impact on my life... until the day he went away?
How was I supposed to comfort others, and be the pillar of guidance at such a sad time when I couldn't even find comfort for myself?
In the midst of it all, when I couldn't quite figure out what to say without choking up in front of everyone, I came across a poem...
In it was the comfort I needed in that difficult time.
It became the words that I would speak that would sum up his legacy.
I hope you can find comfort in it as well...
Saturday, November 8, 2008
more diet stuff...
I just slapped myself in the face a million times....... my breakfast calorie count was more calories than I ate all day yesterday.
HELLO NICE BIKING WEATHER!!! Time to shed some calories.......
So far though I've walked 3 miles today. Which helped with the breakfast [but hardly!!] since it took a mile to walk there and a mile to walk back to the car shop.
Status of the car is still in limbo... I was given some 'medicine to administer' and we'll see if it 'cures' it, hahaha. I mean it!! It felt like leaving the doctor's office with a prescription. 'Go to Autozone, go buy this kind of additive. Put it in this spot in the car once its cooled off. Do this twice today'.
Only difference is that my insurance won't cover the cost, nor can I go resell it to someone who wants it more than me.
JOKING!!!
Anyhow thats my cue to go shed some calories.
Fortune:
SAY NO TO DRUGS
HELLO NICE BIKING WEATHER!!! Time to shed some calories.......
So far though I've walked 3 miles today. Which helped with the breakfast [but hardly!!] since it took a mile to walk there and a mile to walk back to the car shop.
Status of the car is still in limbo... I was given some 'medicine to administer' and we'll see if it 'cures' it, hahaha. I mean it!! It felt like leaving the doctor's office with a prescription. 'Go to Autozone, go buy this kind of additive. Put it in this spot in the car once its cooled off. Do this twice today'.
Only difference is that my insurance won't cover the cost, nor can I go resell it to someone who wants it more than me.
JOKING!!!
Anyhow thats my cue to go shed some calories.
Fortune:
SAY NO TO DRUGS
Friday, November 7, 2008
The plan...
Here's the workout log:
Walking - 4 miles [approx.]
Stairs - 10 flights
Pushups - 10
plank - 30 seconds
not much I know but come on now.... its friday!!! LOL
and once again the car was not repaired, so I think the filling and refilling of about 20 gallons of water qualifies as weight lifting, hahaha. Anyway time to go to sleep and hopefully get the car fixed tomorrow. weeeee
Fortune time:
A HEN IS HEAVY WHEN CARRIED FAR
Walking - 4 miles [approx.]
Stairs - 10 flights
Pushups - 10
plank - 30 seconds
not much I know but come on now.... its friday!!! LOL
and once again the car was not repaired, so I think the filling and refilling of about 20 gallons of water qualifies as weight lifting, hahaha. Anyway time to go to sleep and hopefully get the car fixed tomorrow. weeeee
Fortune time:
A HEN IS HEAVY WHEN CARRIED FAR
Bag of Dreams
I have found it! I have found it! The tote bag for my on-the-go photo studio! His name shall be Maxfli!
You see, my car needed to be left with the mechanic again today so I needed to go do something that I could walk to. Hello thrift store!
I walked in expecting to smell the moth eaten old clothes, trip over old toys, and wonder if the rows of tvs and various electronics was actually in working condition. But to my surprise, it was a much different thrift store than any I'd ever been in.
Figured it was worth my time and I'd take a look around...
Then suddenly, like those terrible cliche movies where the light at the end of the tunnel is overly revealed to the main character, and a heavenly chorus sings "aaaaaaaaaa", I saw the bag!
I ran as fast as I could, as there was a crowd gathered around him... only to find that they were in awe of the jackets and sweaters on top of him, not the actual bag. Poor bag!
I grabbed the bag, full of golf clubs, and said I only wanted the bag... the clubs have no use. The sales lady answered me in such a tone that I had to assume I'm not the first person to give such a request. 'Bag is priced as marked with or without the clubs.'
Are you sure, I say.... this club has a dollar sticker on it.
'Price as marked with or without the clubs.'
Okay I'll take it.
Poor Maxfli had a horrendous coffee stain, lots of dust, and a strange yellow film on him due to sitting in the same place for so long. Looked like the 18 wheeler I was driving behind the other day that was so dirty, someone drew the following message on it: "Also available in white."
Almost wasn't sure if it was worth my time...
But having gone to Academy and seeing him -- the exact bag -- for almost 200 dollars, I figured that a little elbow grease for the 5 dollars I paid for him was worth my time after all.
Lo and behold, he is good as new!! See for yourself!
He shall be my photography companion for as long as he will hold up. :)
And now, its fortune time.
IMAGINATION IS THE EYE OF THE SOUL
You see, my car needed to be left with the mechanic again today so I needed to go do something that I could walk to. Hello thrift store!
I walked in expecting to smell the moth eaten old clothes, trip over old toys, and wonder if the rows of tvs and various electronics was actually in working condition. But to my surprise, it was a much different thrift store than any I'd ever been in.
Figured it was worth my time and I'd take a look around...
Then suddenly, like those terrible cliche movies where the light at the end of the tunnel is overly revealed to the main character, and a heavenly chorus sings "aaaaaaaaaa", I saw the bag!
I ran as fast as I could, as there was a crowd gathered around him... only to find that they were in awe of the jackets and sweaters on top of him, not the actual bag. Poor bag!
I grabbed the bag, full of golf clubs, and said I only wanted the bag... the clubs have no use. The sales lady answered me in such a tone that I had to assume I'm not the first person to give such a request. 'Bag is priced as marked with or without the clubs.'
Are you sure, I say.... this club has a dollar sticker on it.
'Price as marked with or without the clubs.'
Okay I'll take it.
Poor Maxfli had a horrendous coffee stain, lots of dust, and a strange yellow film on him due to sitting in the same place for so long. Looked like the 18 wheeler I was driving behind the other day that was so dirty, someone drew the following message on it: "Also available in white."
Almost wasn't sure if it was worth my time...
But having gone to Academy and seeing him -- the exact bag -- for almost 200 dollars, I figured that a little elbow grease for the 5 dollars I paid for him was worth my time after all.
Lo and behold, he is good as new!! See for yourself!
He shall be my photography companion for as long as he will hold up. :)
And now, its fortune time.
IMAGINATION IS THE EYE OF THE SOUL
Thursday, November 6, 2008
It's here...
The Diet Plan!
My goal is to lose... well ok I don't quite have a pound number, but I do know that I have some nice pants I used to be able to fit into that are practically brand new that I can't wear anymore.
I'm kind of going for some inches... Because really, it doesn't matter if I weigh like a million pounds, I just want to be small enough to fit into those magic pants like I used to, ya know? ;) [keep in mind I'm thinking along the lines of Metal Mario when I say this, hahaha]
Anyway, Monday was supposed to be the start of the dieting, but when you sleep two hours the night before, kind of puts a damper on the diet and exercise attitude.
First off, eating habits have been AWFUL! So we're going to change that.
I've been moving, so I've been eating food cooked by others (*coughtacobellchickfilawhataburgercough*) since I didn't have dishes unpacked or power to cook... So I've been eating a little badly. You too can check up on your eating habits at a fantastic website called Calorie Lab. Go ahead and check on your favorite fast food and restaurants.
Along the lines of calories, My Calorie Counter is a cool website to help you keep a diary of what you eat, what you exercise, etc. You know, because that's the big thing that dietary experts are saying nowadays -- KEEP A DIARY OF WHAT YOU EAT.
Also, The Biggest Loser Club has some cool stuff if you're willing to shell out money.
But hey, you're reading this thing, you want whatever's free right? LOL
Now for the exercise...
The Plank, One Hundred Pushups, Les Romack's Free Workout Vidoes that require NO workout equipment at all -- he has his own website as well, and I'm going to also do some good old running, biking, and stair climbing.
I do have access to a free gym, but I want to start with stuff that most people don't have access to themselves. You know, something you can do in your own home.
Today's workout was kind of blah, and I didn't eat well at all, so we'll call it a cheat day.
Hey I know -- we all have cars, right? Pushing that is a fantastic workout. Man oh man do my arms and posterior burn today! I knew that the car breaking down in an inconvenient spot would have its benefits somehow.
We'll start on the official logging and whatnot tomorrow. Why on a Friday? Because even though its a 'party day' its less of a party day than Saturday... because on Saturday you'll say, I'm too busy I have plans... and Sunday is Church day... I know -- how about Monday? But in reality, when Monday arrives you're too tired from the weekend, and then you say you'll do it tomorrow... and then its the middle of the week and inconvenient and off balance.
News flash - LIFE IS OFF BALANCE!
If you don't do something when you say you're going to, it won't get done... because there is no tomorrow, and there is no later. It's only what you do and do not allow to happen.
Alright. Stay tuned next time. Right now, its fortune time.
And on a side note to Ondrea, I swear this was a real fortune I got. This one is especially for you :)
YOU WILL HAVE THE STRANGEST URGE TO SAY 'YEEEEEEHAAAAAAW'
My goal is to lose... well ok I don't quite have a pound number, but I do know that I have some nice pants I used to be able to fit into that are practically brand new that I can't wear anymore.
I'm kind of going for some inches... Because really, it doesn't matter if I weigh like a million pounds, I just want to be small enough to fit into those magic pants like I used to, ya know? ;) [keep in mind I'm thinking along the lines of Metal Mario when I say this, hahaha]
Anyway, Monday was supposed to be the start of the dieting, but when you sleep two hours the night before, kind of puts a damper on the diet and exercise attitude.
First off, eating habits have been AWFUL! So we're going to change that.
I've been moving, so I've been eating food cooked by others (*coughtacobellchickfilawhataburgercough*) since I didn't have dishes unpacked or power to cook... So I've been eating a little badly. You too can check up on your eating habits at a fantastic website called Calorie Lab. Go ahead and check on your favorite fast food and restaurants.
Along the lines of calories, My Calorie Counter is a cool website to help you keep a diary of what you eat, what you exercise, etc. You know, because that's the big thing that dietary experts are saying nowadays -- KEEP A DIARY OF WHAT YOU EAT.
Also, The Biggest Loser Club has some cool stuff if you're willing to shell out money.
But hey, you're reading this thing, you want whatever's free right? LOL
Now for the exercise...
The Plank, One Hundred Pushups, Les Romack's Free Workout Vidoes that require NO workout equipment at all -- he has his own website as well, and I'm going to also do some good old running, biking, and stair climbing.
I do have access to a free gym, but I want to start with stuff that most people don't have access to themselves. You know, something you can do in your own home.
Today's workout was kind of blah, and I didn't eat well at all, so we'll call it a cheat day.
Hey I know -- we all have cars, right? Pushing that is a fantastic workout. Man oh man do my arms and posterior burn today! I knew that the car breaking down in an inconvenient spot would have its benefits somehow.
We'll start on the official logging and whatnot tomorrow. Why on a Friday? Because even though its a 'party day' its less of a party day than Saturday... because on Saturday you'll say, I'm too busy I have plans... and Sunday is Church day... I know -- how about Monday? But in reality, when Monday arrives you're too tired from the weekend, and then you say you'll do it tomorrow... and then its the middle of the week and inconvenient and off balance.
News flash - LIFE IS OFF BALANCE!
If you don't do something when you say you're going to, it won't get done... because there is no tomorrow, and there is no later. It's only what you do and do not allow to happen.
Alright. Stay tuned next time. Right now, its fortune time.
And on a side note to Ondrea, I swear this was a real fortune I got. This one is especially for you :)
YOU WILL HAVE THE STRANGEST URGE TO SAY 'YEEEEEEHAAAAAAW'
It is done!
Say hello to new fall layout! Available here for free use. No hotlinking, no selling, profiting, etc... They've got a TOS you can read. :)
And remember, only 22 days left until Black Friday!
No fortune for this post... this isn't quite a post, just informative blah. :)
And remember, only 22 days left until Black Friday!
No fortune for this post... this isn't quite a post, just informative blah. :)
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
I have returned!
I'm back!
Today was all kinds of crazy, and going home didn't end it. Nope, got stranded on the way home. Actually broke down several times getting home. Thank goodness though -- I broke down AFTER I got the starbucks!! WOOOO!
And then on the way home I think I broke down in England.... seriously -- like three british people stopped to ask if I needed assistance. And then I think a German person stopped too?? Who knew that the other side of the atlantic was just a few blocks away from home!
So many of you are cheering today... and many of you are booing today. But its all over now, so we can all be friends and stop hating eachother because the person we voted for wasn't the person that someone else voted for. We don't need to vandalize anyone's signs, or puncture tires of a vehicle that has the 'wrong' support sticker on it.
Oh yeah! --- Tina Fey - you can stop freaking out because you can continue working on your show that no one really knows the time slot for anyway. You should get on those NBC people, Earl gets more commercials than you do. I might even watch it sometime if I knew when it came on.
Anyway I know my layout is kind of screwed up. I'm working on getting a new background in place and making it a bit more pleasing to the eyes.
The mouse went unclaimed, and was sent into the wild.
Stay tuned this week -- I'm going to start logging the diet!
With that being said, its fortune time.
IF A MAN IS WORTH KNOWING AT ALL, HE IS WORTH KNOWING WELL
Today was all kinds of crazy, and going home didn't end it. Nope, got stranded on the way home. Actually broke down several times getting home. Thank goodness though -- I broke down AFTER I got the starbucks!! WOOOO!
And then on the way home I think I broke down in England.... seriously -- like three british people stopped to ask if I needed assistance. And then I think a German person stopped too?? Who knew that the other side of the atlantic was just a few blocks away from home!
So many of you are cheering today... and many of you are booing today. But its all over now, so we can all be friends and stop hating eachother because the person we voted for wasn't the person that someone else voted for. We don't need to vandalize anyone's signs, or puncture tires of a vehicle that has the 'wrong' support sticker on it.
Oh yeah! --- Tina Fey - you can stop freaking out because you can continue working on your show that no one really knows the time slot for anyway. You should get on those NBC people, Earl gets more commercials than you do. I might even watch it sometime if I knew when it came on.
Anyway I know my layout is kind of screwed up. I'm working on getting a new background in place and making it a bit more pleasing to the eyes.
The mouse went unclaimed, and was sent into the wild.
Stay tuned this week -- I'm going to start logging the diet!
With that being said, its fortune time.
IF A MAN IS WORTH KNOWING AT ALL, HE IS WORTH KNOWING WELL
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