quidditchgrrl

Lately most of my posts start with the usual apologies...busy, tired, busy, etc.  Nothing's changed, yeah.

( The good: )

( The bad: )

( The ugly: )

Randomly:

--Have taken up water aerobics on the weekends.  It's kind of fun, although some of the folks give me dirty looks :(  I hope I never gave anyone those looks in the past (although I doubtlessly did).

--I bought a heart rate monitor to start tracking my calories burned/time in target zones.  I love new toys.  :-)  Also because I can't seem to lose any weight to save my life, even though I'm getting in the recommended 30-60 minutes of cardio 6 days a week (including 3 hours on Monday/Wednesday).  My ass is dragging and I want to see results, dammit.  I do suspect that my step/spinning instructor has ruined me with her take-no-prisoners workouts.  Wah.

--I broke my 10 minute mile the other night.  It's something.

--Have been reading the flist and sporadically commenting.  Much loff to you all, as usual.

'Night.  :)

Updateyness!  (And I apologize for the lack of cut tags)

Worthington PL has been chosen as Library Journal's Library of the Year, which meant an early press conference this morning.  Some of our patrons have no clue how good they have it in this state/area, so maybe this will jog their sense...wait, no, nevermind.  LOL

Thing the second:  remember those callouses you would get from riding your bike/climbing trees when you were young?  I've got them again.  Bought a month pass to Vertical Adventures and have been going twice/three times a week.  Not much in the way of cardio work, but it's doing me good just to feel accomplished at doing something sporty.

Third, this email

      

You are now booked for The Colbert Report

Show Date: July 25, 2007

Showtime: 6:30 pm            

Number of Tickets: 2                                  

Name Tickets are held under: Donna Kestler

Ahem.. I AM GOING TO NEW YORK TO SEE STEPHEN COLBERT.

Now, to find a way there, someplace to stay and a way back.  Money would make this easier, but alas, I have very little to spare right now. 

 

Also, I have to be sure no one else is on vacation at the same time, because I don't want what happened to me post-vacation to happen to anyone else.  Boo.

I found some really yummy strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, and ripe (not hydroponic!) tomatoes at North Market.  Too bad my meter ran out and I got dinged $20.  Drat!  But there will be yummy BLT sandwiches at some point this weekend.  (Not that I can eat either tomatoes or bacon, but just one bite should take care of the craving!)

 

Thing the fourth:  for you swimming fans, and fans of the male torso:

 

 

I'm not so much with the abs, but check out the shoulders and the lean biceps...*swoon*

You know, I really AM too young to be having these crazy middle-age surges of lust for people who are just too pretty.  I mean, it's obviously in the realm of possibility...here's Clive Owen and his wife:

Good thing I have Honeybunch to keep me from prowling the streets, LOL.  'Cause I think I compare favorably to Ms. Fenton-Owen!

OH OH OH, I know everyone has seen it, but just in case you live under a rock/don't watch any of the 5462473 SWC/TDS/TCR communities, i_get_it  has posted her interview with Paul Dinello. 

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how one has a VERY VERY fine day.  :)

I was planning to take a nap...I guess it'll still be daylight if I lay down for an hour before I take a ride.

Have a good weekend, everyone, and Happy Father's Day to you lucky daddies!

( Of all the silly, stupid... )

Also, Weiland's Gourmet Market is ON NOTICE for not having Americone Dream ice cream in stock.  Drat!  Not that I could actually eat the stuff itself, but I want it anyway.

Went to my first PT session, and it went well.  My PT is very handsome; just imagine a less rangy Clive Owen type...yup.  *huge smile*  And to think I wasn't looking forward to those 10 sessions.  Bring on the therabands!  :D

Taking completely inappropriate meds can mess up your head!

hughroe, you were right! Turns out I had vertigo, but it was a side effect of ( whiplash )

Other things:

Saw 300 last Friday with the Grrls, had dinner at Buca di Beppo. Wish I could make the good spaghetti with meat sauce they do at Buca, mine just isn't the same. The movie was much with the pretty, mmm-hmmm! There was one thing that made it kinda awesome ( but spoilery )

Also, one of my staff is going to get into big trouble tomorrow, mainly for running his mouth. I'm going to do the not-kosher thing and talk to him tomorrow morning. He needs to know what he did wrong before he's in the middle of a hearing and what he needs to say, and then DO, to keep his job. Stupid boy.

Our PC crashed AGAIN over the weekend. We Honeybunch got it working again, though we lost everything from the last crash. *waves goodbye to latest Shins CD for a while* *kicks incompetent Best Buy guy*

Going back to work kicked my butt today. Not like my boss' day, which was 12 hours pretty much every day I was gone. *guilty* Now I'm super-tired and need me bed. *fwomps*

Oh, another whole day of WTF, and it's not even 9:30am.

First off, snoopypez linked to an article that says all women should be treated as "pre-pregnant".

Hm, is this one step closer to the government owning your uterus? If they can't keep you from getting an abortion, they'll accuse you of child neglect if you aren't taking Folic acid supplements and have an 'oops' pregnancy that you carry to full term. Or insurance companies could force you to pay for a percentage of NICU costs if your kid is born underweight.

Classy. I haven't read the Salon.com rebuttal at the bottom of the page yet. Still in the WTF phase.

Second, a survey in Fitness magazine shows that 50% of their readers would rather be jobless than fat, and 63% of women would rather be poor.

Another survey, done at Yale, shows that Half of the respondants would give up a year of their life than be fat. 5% would be willing to give up a limb.

People, BEING FAT IS NOT BAD. Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick. I'd gladly spend the rest of my days overweight than waste time worrying about what other people think of my appearance.

Let's not fall prey to the pretty spin that both articles try to put on the numbers. People aren't thinking about the "commitment" it takes to lose weight. They're concerned about what other people might think of them.

The point? You can lose weight, but you can't fix stupid.

Pointless, boring life update:

I'm home this morning! :D

Being productive, too. So far, I've:

Dropped Honeybunch off at work
Ate breakfast, took a shot (gotta get this blood sugar under control, no matter how much I gain)
Unloaded and reloaded dishwasher, cleaned counters
Washed 3 loads of laundry, with another ready to go in
Ironed ALL OF MY CLOTHES, which literally tripled my wardrobe
Planted grass seed
Took Bernie for a walk
Did some searching for info on Accomplia/Zimulti/Celnec (I can't even TELL you how excited I am about this drug!)
Added some music to my MP3 player for my ride tomorrow

Off to get ready for lunch and work (which I hope is busier than it has been...I left 3 hours early yesterday because I was so miserable with nothing at all to do. There are only so many bookends one can push in and so much shelf reading to be had)!

( Warning: emo health post. )

In other news, there is no other news.

I'm really sick and tired of Girl Scouts attempting to extort $3 out of me for cookies. Whatever happened to selling door-to-door, at church and to the family? Molesters don't bother kids whose parents chaperone them. *I* bother girls who holler in my face and heckle me when I say no, thanks.

I bought ten boxes of cookies this year; don't mess with me, greenie.

Other news, other news...

Music: If you don't have this little gem, you're missing a great compiliation set. And there's a DVD companion *adds to Amazon wishlist*

Books: Have been reading When She Was Bad: Violent Women and the Myth of Innocence. Heavy stuff, pretty damning. While the author has a clear conservative bent (not Conservative, mind), the points she makes are right to the point. Women can be just as evil as men, more so, and society does all it can to enforce the stereotype of women as helpless victim, even in the face of clear sociopathic behavior (such as Karla Homolka's).

Movies: Watched Walk The Line. Not sure it lived up to my expectations, but it was worth the watch. Reese Witherspoon = my hero.

Sex: yes, please.

Drugs: Need to remember to take my Protonix every.single.day. (Note to self: that burning feeling? That's your stomach eating itself.)

Rock N Roll: I want to see NIN. I do not have money to see NIN. *pouts* I have no idea how I ever managed to see 15+ concerts a year in college (oh, yeah, running every credit card I could get into the ground. I remember now.), but there are several bands coming to town in the next few months.

Love: I love Honeybunch, even when he breaks his glasses trying to clean them. Anyone who knows Honeybunch knows why this is to be expected.

Money: *sigh* Owe ~$1500 in taxes. Bloody marriage penalty for not filing jointly (by which the Feds would make a cool $8K from us). >:-O Andy's brakes are shot, my deductible has to be paid tomorrow, we need a new couch, and Bernie has to go to the vet for his shots. Not to mention the geriatric PC and my ratty, ill-fitting clothes. The lottery is the only way we're gonna get out of this mess. But eh, while it's stressful, I can deal with it. It will work itself out eventually (and so long as we have DSL and something to route it through, we'll survive).

Health: Feeling frisky. Bike needs a tune up and new seat (no more butt blisters) before I hit the road this season. Goal: 10-15 miles, twice a week, with no "bonk". Must invest in low-calorie power bar of some kind.

Family: Niece still pregnant. Brothers still crazy. Dad still acting like 16-year-old. Nat had her ears pierced (and only cried for ten seconds before giving everyone a gummy smile, the stinker).

Friends: Loving all of you. Hitting the town for Gallery Hop (maybe?) for birthday bash next weekend. I haven't seen the birthday girl since she was in the clinic for her WLS...and she's almost 100# lighter. Wow. :)

I think that's every last thing I can think of! *brain empty*

Good night!