Day 3 and I've already fallen off the wagon.
I ate half a donut this afternoon. I am going to eat chicken for dinner tonight, and I haven’t gotten in two days on the exercise bike or one day on the Wii Fit.
I have somewhat valid excuses for my lapse. Since I knew I was going to blow it with dinner tonight, I figured I may as well blow it big, so I went ahead and ate the donut (it was delicious!). The reason I am having chicken for dinner is because my husband made a sort of chicken mushroom stew on Tuesday. Neither of us ate very big portions the first time. In spite of eating quite a lot of the leftovers last night, there is still one portion left. My husband already has other leftovers that need to be consumed, and it’s already been in the fridge for three nights and reheated twice, so it’s now or never. I think it’s a bigger sin to waste food than to eat meat (on Fridays) during Lent. I promise to abstain (from meat, etc.) tomorrow instead.
The reason for not getting in two nights on the exercise bike is I was busy partaking of another form of exercise on Wednesday night : ) and had a class to rush off to last night (didn’t get home until about 9pm). Yes, there’s still tonight to repent, so we’ll see.
I have much higher hopes for next week!
Friday, February 27, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
the forbidden fruit
I sat down and added up the amount of calories in all the candy I had bought, and it came out to just over 2000! (which means I would gain at least a pound and a half if I ate it all in one sitting, not to mention a whopper of a belly ache!)
I did actually eat the one non-peanut related item in the bunch - the M&M's candy bar, and I have to say it actually wasn't very good. Mars ought to drop this one from their product line.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Lenten Resolutions
It's that time of year again; the time when we pick ourselves back up from falling off the wagon after making failed attempts at New Year's Resolutions, and try to get back on the straight and narrow by making Lenten Resolutions. I realize giving up something petty like candy and donuts is pretty cliche' and perhaps a bit of a token gesture, but these are foods I indulge in way too often (donuts less so, but needs to be never!).
Realizing that the best way to get rid of winter flab isn't just to diet, but to exercise, I am also trying to stick to an exercise routine. I figure by making it public should hold me accountable (not that anyone even reads this blog). I guess I'll also try to update my blog at least weekly. It's just hard to come up with positive things to say since this has been such a dismal winter.
1) Forbidden foods – candy, donuts
2) No snacking unless it’s fruit.
3) Work out at gym at least two days a week.
4) Work out on bike at least two days a week.
5) Use the Wii Fit at least once a week.
6) After dinner desserts only permitted on Fridays and Saturdays.
7) All rules void on my birthday.
Realizing that the best way to get rid of winter flab isn't just to diet, but to exercise, I am also trying to stick to an exercise routine. I figure by making it public should hold me accountable (not that anyone even reads this blog). I guess I'll also try to update my blog at least weekly. It's just hard to come up with positive things to say since this has been such a dismal winter.
1) Forbidden foods – candy, donuts
2) No snacking unless it’s fruit.
3) Work out at gym at least two days a week.
4) Work out on bike at least two days a week.
5) Use the Wii Fit at least once a week.
6) After dinner desserts only permitted on Fridays and Saturdays.
7) All rules void on my birthday.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
my so-called (unfulfilled) life
dull, gray, dreary
cultural wasteland
concrete jungle
day in, day out
fluorescent hell
deep funk
going through the motions
meaningless existence
numbness
a walking coma
just waiting for the golden hour
5:00 when I can leave this wretched dump
8:00 it starts all over…
cultural wasteland
concrete jungle
day in, day out
fluorescent hell
deep funk
going through the motions
meaningless existence
numbness
a walking coma
just waiting for the golden hour
5:00 when I can leave this wretched dump
8:00 it starts all over…
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Having a Sort (and Clear Out)...
As a way to pass the time at work, and clear some clutter in the basement, I recently (today actually) decided to start going through some old papers. Some date back to kindergarten (special drawings, etc.), but most are from my college and journalism days.
In the small stack I’ve tackled so far, I found a newsletter and a membership card from the Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys Fan Club. That dates back to 1984 when I was going through my “detective phase” (blame it on “Remington Steele”). It was in a folder with a bunch of news clippings, brochures, etc. all relating to detective shows, books and magazines. I’ve tossed the lot, but decided to hang on to the ND/HB Fan Club membership card for nostalgia’s sake.
Some folders contained the mundane – like info. about various subjects I was once interested in: Sleep & Dreams (took a class on that at KSU), the Moore Mansion (a historical property located on the back campus of LCC), and the Titanic. Having lost interest in at least two out of three and no longer needing the info from the other, all went straight to the recycling bin.
Other folders weren’t so easy – one contained various notes and letters from the period when I was dating my ex-boyfriend. With the exception of a few sympathetic notes and greeting cards, that folder was soon dumped (contents to be shredded!).
The only thing I’m uncertain as to what to do with, are the various brown envelopes containing a meticulous collection of news clippings from various historical events over the last 40 years or so:
a) 20 year anniversary of May 4, 1970
b) death of Princess Diana
c) death of JFK Jr.
d) the reopening of the Sam Sheppard case
It seems a shame to just chuck out the lot, especially after all the effort I went to in clipping each individual article. I guess I thought maybe someday I might put them in a scrapbook, but who wants to read about death and doom and gloom? (I already have a Sept. 11 scrapbook). I doubt my nieces and nephews will ever appreciate my compulsion. Perhaps if I were the artistic type, I could mould some sort of a paper mache’ mannequin relating to the topic of the articles, but that strikes me as a bit morbid too. I guess ending up in the recycling bin is probably the kindest future for these remnants of the past.
In the small stack I’ve tackled so far, I found a newsletter and a membership card from the Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys Fan Club. That dates back to 1984 when I was going through my “detective phase” (blame it on “Remington Steele”). It was in a folder with a bunch of news clippings, brochures, etc. all relating to detective shows, books and magazines. I’ve tossed the lot, but decided to hang on to the ND/HB Fan Club membership card for nostalgia’s sake.
Some folders contained the mundane – like info. about various subjects I was once interested in: Sleep & Dreams (took a class on that at KSU), the Moore Mansion (a historical property located on the back campus of LCC), and the Titanic. Having lost interest in at least two out of three and no longer needing the info from the other, all went straight to the recycling bin.
Other folders weren’t so easy – one contained various notes and letters from the period when I was dating my ex-boyfriend. With the exception of a few sympathetic notes and greeting cards, that folder was soon dumped (contents to be shredded!).
The only thing I’m uncertain as to what to do with, are the various brown envelopes containing a meticulous collection of news clippings from various historical events over the last 40 years or so:
a) 20 year anniversary of May 4, 1970
b) death of Princess Diana
c) death of JFK Jr.
d) the reopening of the Sam Sheppard case
It seems a shame to just chuck out the lot, especially after all the effort I went to in clipping each individual article. I guess I thought maybe someday I might put them in a scrapbook, but who wants to read about death and doom and gloom? (I already have a Sept. 11 scrapbook). I doubt my nieces and nephews will ever appreciate my compulsion. Perhaps if I were the artistic type, I could mould some sort of a paper mache’ mannequin relating to the topic of the articles, but that strikes me as a bit morbid too. I guess ending up in the recycling bin is probably the kindest future for these remnants of the past.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Why I’m Glad Barack Obama is President…
No more having to see that smug-looking SOB who once called himself our president. Whenever he was on the telly, it always made me want to throw things at the set (instead I usually changed the channel).
It will be nice to have a president with three IQ points for a change.
I no longer have to apologize or feel ashamed of being American as long as Obama is at the helm. He hasn’t even done anything yet, and is already more respected and revered around the world than GWB ever was!
It’s about time we had a little racial and ethnic diversity in office, not to mention a president who ISN’T from the south!
Maybe, just maybe, he’ll be able to solve, or at least come close to fixing some of the MANY problems he inherited in his “In Box from Hell” (thanks Sam Holliday).
It’s nice to witness a POSITIVE historical moment for a change (that being the inauguration).
It will be nice to have a president with three IQ points for a change.
I no longer have to apologize or feel ashamed of being American as long as Obama is at the helm. He hasn’t even done anything yet, and is already more respected and revered around the world than GWB ever was!
It’s about time we had a little racial and ethnic diversity in office, not to mention a president who ISN’T from the south!
Maybe, just maybe, he’ll be able to solve, or at least come close to fixing some of the MANY problems he inherited in his “In Box from Hell” (thanks Sam Holliday).
It’s nice to witness a POSITIVE historical moment for a change (that being the inauguration).
Friday, January 16, 2009
A Little Crayon Therapy
(written in 2001, taken from my archives)
I was having a bad day at work the other day and decided I was in need of a little “crayon therapy.” What is “crayon therapy” you may ask? It’s a de-stressing exercise my friend invented while we were in college.
Whenever we got bogged down with studying and needed a little diversion, we would pull out our coloring books and crayons and color away until we felt able to cope with studying again.
I’ve been out of college just over seven years now, so I’ve since gotten rid of most of my coloring books and crayons. In fact, last Christmas I gave my three-year-old niece an unopened 96 box of crayons. Before giving it to her I thought to myself, “When am I ever going to use these?”
Now I wish I had kept them, because after going to every stationer and lots of other shops in our small town I came up empty. Out of all the stores I visited, only one actually sold crayons, but they were a cheap knock-off brand. Not only did they not smell like the old Crayolas we all know and love, they didn’t even have the names of the colors listed on the wrappers. Now what fun is that I ask you, to not know that you’re using burnt sienna or sea blue? That’s how we all learned our colors.
Disappointed I slumped off back to work to rejoin the adult world once again.
I was having a bad day at work the other day and decided I was in need of a little “crayon therapy.” What is “crayon therapy” you may ask? It’s a de-stressing exercise my friend invented while we were in college.
Whenever we got bogged down with studying and needed a little diversion, we would pull out our coloring books and crayons and color away until we felt able to cope with studying again.
I’ve been out of college just over seven years now, so I’ve since gotten rid of most of my coloring books and crayons. In fact, last Christmas I gave my three-year-old niece an unopened 96 box of crayons. Before giving it to her I thought to myself, “When am I ever going to use these?”
Now I wish I had kept them, because after going to every stationer and lots of other shops in our small town I came up empty. Out of all the stores I visited, only one actually sold crayons, but they were a cheap knock-off brand. Not only did they not smell like the old Crayolas we all know and love, they didn’t even have the names of the colors listed on the wrappers. Now what fun is that I ask you, to not know that you’re using burnt sienna or sea blue? That’s how we all learned our colors.
Disappointed I slumped off back to work to rejoin the adult world once again.
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