Yes, it's been a while since I updated. Perhaps I should make it a goal for March. Consider it done. I will update my blog thrice weekly in March. In my defense, February is a brutal month for me at work.
Anyway, I'm sitting here sipping on a mixed drink that was garnered through a plethora of free booze that I came upon last week. Chef and I are trying to reinstate cocktail hour in the house without overdoing it and it seems to be going well. I've also discovered that my tolerance level for alcohol is pathetic which makes one cocktail plenty for me.
Aside from cocktails and work, I've still been keeping up with my goals. Well, mostly.
1) I have continued to walk every day of February. I'm trying to step it up, no pun intended, to help jump start the weight loss a little more. That being said, I'm very proud to say that I've lost 12 pounds thus far. I notice some pants are loose and my clothes look better so far. I'm officially 20 percent of the way to my goal. I hope to have 20 pounds off by my April update. We'll see.
2) I'm still writing, but the 30,000 words in January have made my February output less than I had hoped. Instead of the 15,000 words I was working for, I ended up with about 10,000. I'm up to 150 pages and I'm working to try and crank out the rest in the next two months.
On a different note, I wanted to say publicly how proud I am of Chef. He has been invited to be a phi theta kappa at his school. Its the honors fraternity and I'm exceptionally proud of how well he's done in school so far.
Okay, since tomorrow's officially March, be looking for three updates a week. Britney, I'm coming for you.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
Just Another Crappy Ass Monday
The only thing manic about today was my attitude this morning. I've been living on the edge of nerves and rationality since last week and I have to see that I'm running thin on both. This time of year is always busy and always annoying and I'm about ready to break.
Luckily, Chef has been there to keep me in check. He's come through when it counts, calmed me down when I needed it and been pretty much a rock. Mind you, a rock that tickles my feet to tortue me, but a rock nonetheless. In fact, last night I was sitting in one room, he was in another and it hit me. I really want to marry this guy. It's not like I don't feel like that all the time, but come on, people. We've all had moments when we really take pride in our decisions.
Now, I'm just hoping that Monday will end less painfully and that a good walk will help me feel better. I guess we'll see.
Luckily, Chef has been there to keep me in check. He's come through when it counts, calmed me down when I needed it and been pretty much a rock. Mind you, a rock that tickles my feet to tortue me, but a rock nonetheless. In fact, last night I was sitting in one room, he was in another and it hit me. I really want to marry this guy. It's not like I don't feel like that all the time, but come on, people. We've all had moments when we really take pride in our decisions.
Now, I'm just hoping that Monday will end less painfully and that a good walk will help me feel better. I guess we'll see.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Super Bowl Break down
Woo hoo! The Colts are Super Bowl Champs. I'm excited and that's all there is to say about that.
The Super Bowl as a whole, however, there are lots of things to comment on. First is the pre-game show. Not so much the talking heads spouting off at everything. I don't mind them (except for the lisp-y Shannon Sharpe). I do, however, wonder what the hell the NFL was thinking to put Cirque de Soleil on. Does any football fan really need to see tye-died lizard men jumping off of swings with their teams logo across their chest? How about a perpetually smiling kid with his face made up to look like a creepy rag doll bouncing up and down with giant balloons strapped to him? People holding gian butterflies? No? None of that appeals to you? Me neither. Cut the crappy ass pre-game show of at least that theatrical performance. Or if you must have one, at least make it a really cool marching band. Football and marching bands go together.
Other than that the Super Bowl was pretty enjoyable. Prince was as good as a half time show really can be and the game wasn't a blow out in the first half. Can you ask for anything more, at least if you're not a Bears fan?
On another note, I am getting sick. I can feel it in my scratchy throat and lithargic manner. I came into work early this morning and am leaving a little early this afternoon. After a very short walk today (have to keep the streak going) and perhaps a warm bath, I'll be sleeping until my heart is content. I can barely stay awake now. This isn't good.
The Super Bowl as a whole, however, there are lots of things to comment on. First is the pre-game show. Not so much the talking heads spouting off at everything. I don't mind them (except for the lisp-y Shannon Sharpe). I do, however, wonder what the hell the NFL was thinking to put Cirque de Soleil on. Does any football fan really need to see tye-died lizard men jumping off of swings with their teams logo across their chest? How about a perpetually smiling kid with his face made up to look like a creepy rag doll bouncing up and down with giant balloons strapped to him? People holding gian butterflies? No? None of that appeals to you? Me neither. Cut the crappy ass pre-game show of at least that theatrical performance. Or if you must have one, at least make it a really cool marching band. Football and marching bands go together.
Other than that the Super Bowl was pretty enjoyable. Prince was as good as a half time show really can be and the game wasn't a blow out in the first half. Can you ask for anything more, at least if you're not a Bears fan?
On another note, I am getting sick. I can feel it in my scratchy throat and lithargic manner. I came into work early this morning and am leaving a little early this afternoon. After a very short walk today (have to keep the streak going) and perhaps a warm bath, I'll be sleeping until my heart is content. I can barely stay awake now. This isn't good.
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