Random Thought Generator:
So I haven't been very good about posting, and I've been hearing about it. I just haven't had anything to say really. Well, I take that back. I always have a lot to say, I would just never broadcast all of it to whomever might stumble on to my little corner of the internet. Anyway, I don't have enough to say about anything to actually write a blog about it, so today you get the Random Thought Generator. A scrambled mix of the things rolling around in my brain.
First, I had a very annoying experience at work today. Not only did a co-worker step in my cubicle to have a conversation OVER me with someone on the other side of my cubicle, she stepped a little closer and was leaning against the back of my chair. I about lost it. I'm extremely annoyed with people who encroach on my personal space - especially if it's at work. Obviously, my personal space bubble is a little wider with co-workers and others I'm not very close with. Then, she saw something in my purse, and had her hand in my purse asking me questions about a book in my purse. THEN, here's the kicker, she asked me if I was pregnant. Ummm, really? Who hasn't learned the lesson that you never, ever, EVER, NEVER, ever ask someone if they are pregnant?? Really, who hasn't learned that lesson??
This makes the 2nd time this week, and the 3rd time in 5 months. Yes, I've put on a few pounds, and it bothers me, but this was the last straw for me. I had to get up and take a walk because I was fuming. That was only one of the issues that really upset me at work today. I just had a rough day at work. I guess what bothers me the most is, what if I was pregnant, and I hadn't told my family, does she expect that I would tell her? I guess I don't understand how people are presumptuous enough to assume that you should tell them personal details about your life on their terms. How annoying.
and for the record, the answer is no this time. Not pregnant. thankyouverymuch. I'll tell people my business when I'm ready to tell people my business.
Speaking of chubby, I bought some underwear for the gym today. I guess I never realized how massive my bum is. I handed over the underwear to the sales associate, and I was totally embarrassed. I'm pretty sure I've been on a cruise ship that was smaller than that underwear. Boy did I feel like a big loser.
Biggest Loser was on last night, and I was so excited to come home from work and watch it while texting my sister. It's not as much fun to watch it all alone - the drama is way more fun when you're sharing it with your sister. Even if they are a few states away. Back to the story: I got home and turned on the t.v. to watch Biggest Loser, and it hadn't recorded. Then, I checked hulu to see if I could watch it - no such luck. It won't post until 7 days after the episode has aired. I checked NBC.com today to see if it was up, and again, no such luck. I don't think that will be up until next week either. A little bummed out. Or, a big bummed out - if you want to get technical.
One of my students cancelled today because his Dad was sick and there was no one to bring him to lesson tonight. This gave me the time to get my watch battery replaced. My watch died at least 8 1/2 months ago, and it was $8 1/2 to get it replaced. I stopped at Dick's Sporting Goods to look at weight lifting gloves because I have these awesome blisters on my fingers that look like little warts. My workouts have been heavy on the barbells. I wasn't ready to pay $12-15 for ugly pink gloves. If they were awesome hot pink gloves, I would have gotten them, but they weren't.
My next student didn't show up, and I had 3 bananas that were on their way out, so I made some banana bread. I have some frozen blueberries, so I tossed a cup of them into the batter of one of the loaves I made. They actually worked well in the bread, and they were warm and juicy and oh-so-delicious. I felt very "Holly Homemaker" and I loved it. It was all made sweeter by the fact that I wore my favorite apron. :)
Speaking of cooking/baking, I made some chili/soup on Sunday, and I didn't realize it made such a big batch. Ground turkey, corn, beans, beans, more beans, tomatoes - you get the point. I shared with friends and family, and had a bowl tonight for dinner. It was pretty good. I did have one bite of weird turkey, and that freaked me out a little, but the rest was good.
Last night at the Roof, there was a pasta dish for dinner, and it was pretty good - except that the meat tasted about 2 weeks old. Oh, the glamour of dinner at the Roof.
Trent and Heidi came with us to dinner at The Roof last week. Or, maybe it was already 2 weeks ago. We had a good time, and I will put up a picture or two when I find my camera.
So, with a full belly, a load of laundry to fold, and an early morning at the gym, I better get on my way to bed.
I have been dying this week at the gym, because I skipped out for a week (see post below). I'm very sore, and happy to tell you that I have gone every day this week so far. :) This gym kicks my trash and I love every minute of it. Well, that is a bit of a stretch, but I do love my gym. I am a firm believer in the "optimal health" they promote/offer.
If you're still reading this, you are probably extremely bored. Or at least bored enough to make a comment. So go ahead and leave one if you've made it this far. :)
Have a great night/day/whatever, and may you make it through the day without anyone asking you if you're pregnant.
xoxo!!
January 27, 2010
January 21, 2010
To A Missing Gym Buddy:
Dear Chantelle,
I haven't been sore since Saturday.
Translation: I haven't been to the gym since last Thursday.
I've slept through every gym class I've attempted - es no bueno. I've also been dreaming about binging on desserts. I think I ate 30 different pieces of cake one night in my dreams. I think my subconscious is paranoid because I haven't been to the gym.
I blame you.
Love,
Katie
P.S. You better not be doing the workouts in Hawaii. ;)
P.P.S. This is evidence I need the gym:
I haven't been sore since Saturday.
Translation: I haven't been to the gym since last Thursday.
I've slept through every gym class I've attempted - es no bueno. I've also been dreaming about binging on desserts. I think I ate 30 different pieces of cake one night in my dreams. I think my subconscious is paranoid because I haven't been to the gym.
I blame you.
Love,
Katie
P.S. You better not be doing the workouts in Hawaii. ;)
P.P.S. This is evidence I need the gym:
January 7, 2010
7 on the 7th
7 Things I Love Today:
P.S. Shocked that I'm posting?? Me too.
1. The Glee Soundtracks, Volumes 1 & 2
2. The absence of caffeine in my system. Occasionally tired, and have headaches, but glad to be off of it. I quit cold turkey on Monday.
3. Cap'n Crunch's Crunch Berries cereal.
4. My new gym. Even if I pay to be ridiculously sore. I mean, seriously, ridiculously sore.
Go to http://www.fitzonenation.com/ to see the workout I did this morning. Called 3 bars of death.
5. Advil. Items #2 and #4 on my list make me particularly in love with advil today.
6. My newly-hung curtains in my bedroom. One window down, one to go!
7. Joshy, of course!
P.S. Shocked that I'm posting?? Me too.
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