Monday, January 26, 2009

Loosing Weight... well, sucks.




I guess literally, if it could "suck" that would be great, but that isn't really what I meant. If any of you are following my sister's blog, you may know that we are doing a family weight loss challenge (or something along these lines). We have 5 weeks and 4 days left, not that anyone is counting, and there is $1000 in the pot. I mean, who wouldn't try to loose an insane amount of weight in 4 months? I'm litterally working my butt off and it is working. I feel great (only after my agonizing trek on the treadmill each day). I dread getting up each day knowing that I have to exercise, but once it's over then I can get on with my life. I guess that isn't really true either, because once it's over I've resolved that I'll still have to exercise every day after this crazy competition is over anyway. Maybe not 5 miles a day. I guess I'll settle for 4.8.

I guess this post is more just a let it all out, wondering if I'll get over the hunger stage (my family is downstairs having dessert after FHE and I'll go in the other room and gulp down a large glass of water.) Maybe it will be worth it in the end and I'll win the money, probably not. I think my brother has more motivation than I do, although I'd like to think I'll look better in a bathing suit when this is all finished. Either way, none of my clothes fit any longer. At least my shoes all still fit. (not that I have THOSE shoes, but don't they look nice?) I guess on the bright side, I don't like Oreo's anyway.

Monday, January 5, 2009

Why did the chicken cross the road?

I'm not sure yet, but when I find one that will answer for me, I'll let you know.








We're on vacation in Hawaii right now (Kauai) and there are chickens everywhere. I just think it is really funny and I saw chickens crossing the road and I kept asking why did the chicken cross the road. They didn't answer me.

Charisse tagged me to write about my quirks and I thought about it for a while. My first thought was “I don’t have any.” Then I figured that they aren’t quirks to you, just to other people. So I had to ask other people what my quirks were. First off, I have to say that some of Charisse’s quirks are also mine, so maybe they aren’t quirks at all.

1. I too (like Charisse, or Charisse like me) sleep with my ears all covered up. I snuggle all down and have to have them all covered, no matter where I am. Just my ears, not my whole face. I usually sleep on my side (so one ear is already covered) and then pull the blanket over the other ear.

2. (the other one like Charisse) I don’t eat blue food. I have to say in both of our defense, BLUEBERRIES are not blue. They are purple!

3. When I travel, I take my own pillow and blanket with me, no matter where I go in the world. It’s not a “security” thing, I just like to have my own stuff. (So is that really a “security” thing?) I’ve taken my pillow to many different continents, Doug teases me that I’ve taken my pillow all over the world. I made a “half pillow” so that I wasn’t hauling such a bulky one with us on our travels.

4. My sister-in-law pointed out that although a “cup-o-soup” does have the word “cup” in it, it is soup, and therefore, should be eaten out of a bowl. So by me making my cup-o-soup in a cup (not even a mug, I use a tall glass cup) that is definitely a huge quirk.

5. When I am in the car and someone rolls their window down, I HAVE to have another window down or cracked on the other side of the car. My ears just can’t handle it. I don’t know what it is, but one window won’t cut it, it’s either 2 or bust!

6. I drink a lot of water lately because I exercise a lot and I’m working on losing weight. When I drink the water, it has to be almost warm. That is kind of mis-leading though… not really warm, I don’t like warm water, but if it is too cold, I can’t drink it because I like to chug the water so I can drink more of it. If it is too cold I get the frozen headache, so if it is too cold, I can't drink enough of it in a day. Doug kind of gives me a hard time about it, but it suits me well, as do all of my “quirks”.