10 pounds down 32 pounds to go!

Sunday, February 27, 2011

"You had a problem in your life and who stepped up to help you? Math."

A lot of things are making me grouchy this weekend.  I'm a grouchaholic and it's pissing me off.  I'm pissed off that I'm in a bad mood, that's how bad I need therapy.  Matt and I were reviewing our finances and it seems we spend one of my paychecks just getting to work every month...which makes us mad.  We spend enough money in gas to rent a place in bar harbor and walk to work.  Seriously, how annoying is that?  Grrr Grrr Grrr.  I'm just not in a reasonable frame of mind lately, not even close.  I really want to be one of those people who just drinks beer and has babies even when they have no money and doesn't worry about things like the gas supply and working so far from home but alas, I'm not that person and thinking about things like that really make me want to build a shelter and buy some guns.  I worry the crap out of caring for my dogs and cats and chickens in an emergency...if I had a child my brain would explode I'm absolutely certain.  I'd probably have to be committed, probably I should be committed now and save all that traveling.  Sorted.

So, Rebecca ran an awesome half marathon because she is a kick ass princess.  I'm really impressed and proud and she's just awesome and way less neurotic than me so hop over and give her some love because half a marathon is a damn long way to run.

I didn't run any marathons, not even like a quarter marathon.  The only marathonic related activity I had this weekend was the cleaning of my urine soaked house.  Old cat hates new cat, or us, or the sofa or has some serious bladder control issues because that bitch destroyed our crappy but formerly odorless Ikea sofa with only her urine.  She has a black belt in peeing, seriously.  It put all of us in a bad mood and we had to trash the cushions.  Now I have to make my own because we can't afford a new cheap Ikea sofa especially if we can't sort out the urinator.  I scrubbed the floor in two of our three rooms just to be absolutely sure we don't become those people with the pee house that makes their friends cry.  We really don't want to be those people.

Grudgingly as I don't want to admit the good pieces of news from this weekend, I did lose a pound.  And I made a really very tasty vegan chocolate cake that Matt couldn't believe was genuinely vegan.  I proceeded to add whipped cream and chocolate mousse and turn the whole thing in to lunch sized trifles but the slices we had virgin were very good.  I just really needed to use up that whipping cream or I'd have left it as was.  We also snowshoed 2000 calories each day.  I did anyway.  Dude, there is no option because the twice a week snow storms are back and there is officially no other way to walk the doggies.  We're all worn out from the extra exercise, especially the furries who have the luxury of napping 20 hours a day.  My quads could cut glass they're so awesome, or is it diamonds...or is the whole comparison completely wrong?  Whatever, they're John Basedow awesome, that's how awesome they are.  It looks like there will be compulsory snowshoeing through May at this rate so maybe the rest of me will catch up.  Basedow all the way, baby!

Friday, February 18, 2011

Things I am blocking out:

When we came home tonight Matt went in to turn on the lights and I stayed in the car with the dogs for just a minute while he got the house opened up.  And then the car started sliding.  You might remember the time we both slid down the driveway, it was no fun.  This was worse.  It would seem that every few years we get a ton of snow and then a ton of ice and then rain...which bites.  Seriously, I am so angry at rain right now.  Obviously I'm not dead but my heart is still pounding.  I couldn't get to the brake, the keys were gone so I couldn't steer from the passenger side and by then I was so freaked out I didn't even think about the emergency break I was just trying to get us all out.  You know how fred flintstone stops his car with his feet.  It was just like that but totally less effective.  I could only get one foot out because of my stupid purse and other crap so I just started yelling for Matt.  I don't think I've ever seen him run that fast, especially on that ice.  It's a minor miracle he didn't slide and fall behind the car and get run over or something.  It's more of a miracle the more I think about it, I'm totally friending Jesus on facebook.  

Matt got the driveway sanded and the car moved but you can still smell the burnt rubber and my sphincter will never be the same.  Add to that a very unpleasant week at work and one very apologetic man who asked if I was having a baby and I don't know what you get...there was supposed to math what with the adding but I don't know where I was going with that because my brain just doesn't work anymore.  No room at the inn.  And a baby?  Seriously?  I told him I was just fat and the look on his face was almost worth the embarrassment.  He said his wife is always telling him to keep his mouth shut and probably that's a wife worth listening to because dude, that's just the dumbest thing you can say to a woman kind of ever.

Anyway, this weekend had better be awesome and if it rains again I'm taking up dark magic because I'm seriously on the edge.  Seriously, seriously, seriously.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

"We all wish we were worms, Lem, but that's never going to happen."

Half of the ladies at work are on weight watchers now and the other half spent all of last week eating the valentine's day chocolate.  Guess which half I'm part of.  It's a long week working full time short staffed and chocolate isn't really the answer but we can't seem to help it.  It'll be a relief to have all the candy gone on monday.

I'm making Matt his valentine's day treat tonight in order to end the madness tomorrow.  It has to be a clean break from all the candy, sugar, chocolate nonsense.  I'm not doing weight watchers again because it's way too much money for what I get out of it but I am using my fitness pal to keep an eye on things.  It seems a lot easier than sparkpeople, especially if you eat a lot of the same meals.  That is my main focus right now, automating meals and snacks.  Knowing exactly what you're going to eat and just doing it makes all the difference.  I'm not trying to be perfect just to do the same things every day because that's what works best for me.  Now that I accept that maybe I can accept responsibility for all my other choices.

In other news, did I mention we adopted a new cat?  His name is Leo and he was being fostered at my work.  He was hit by a car and his owner chose not to do anything about it...the shelter asked if they could have him and put a cast on his broken leg.  He still sits a little funny but he's adorable and the dogs LOVE him more than anything ever and he eats everything.  He ate knox's peanut butter kong, stole it right from him, took a bite out of Matt's chocolate chip cookie and ate chopped cabbage right off the chopping block when I was making cole slaw.  Cabbage, seriously?  He is the weirdest cat but we love him and the woofs are enjoying the winter a lot more with a kitty to keep them busy.  Chairman meow will never admit it but the new cat takes the pressure off of her and she gets a lot more freedom with the dogs preoccupied.

This is a picture of his first day at work.  He has huge amber eyes which make him look permanently surprised...like he had a bad facelift.  It's hard to tell how tiny he is in this photo but holding him is like holding air.  He just stole a candy cane I didn't even know we had and carried it into the bedroom and now he's napping with the dogs...he's definitely one of the gang.