Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Hey, I won something!

It doesn't happen often. I won a cute little piggy bank for visiting the Science business and news department!

And then I got home and there was a message for me on the answering machine saying that I had won a car. Or maybe I misheard? Maybe the message said that I was entered in a drawing for a car? ...and that they want me to call them back so that they can offer me some kind of crazy sales pitch which will end up costing me more money. Yeah, I know how the system works.

It's like all those emails that end up in the spam box saying that someone died and left you lots and lots of money and all you have to do is send this person your bank account information, social securty number, and the names and social security numbers of your family and friends. Well, we will see.

But even if I did win the car...well...I do like my car that I have now. And I'm so close to finishing paying it off, but I don't want to have to pay to insure 2 cars. Hmmm....take em both to a car dealership and buy a really sweet car? Heh! Now I know I'm dreaming!

Monday, June 28, 2010

Gettin rid of the gut...or not?

So, I think my main problem with my weight is that I'm not active enough. I saw this commercial the other day for the Wii and they were saying that the average American sits on their behind for 8 hours a day. I believe I'm probably one of those people who helped raise the average. I'm sitting when I'm driving to and from work. I'm sitting when I'm at work, unless I'm at one of the branches; then, I'm not sitting at all because most of the branches don't let ya sit down, and then my back is complaining during the afternoon. I'm sitting while I'm at home. So, 12-14 hours of sitting?! Okay, lately I've had the chance to get in the pool for a bit. So, minus an hour from the average. Ugh!

I was doing the running thing, where I'd go running for 30-60 minutes every other day, or every third day. But then I broke my finger and haven't gotten back to it. Could be the summer heat keeping me away.

I was trying to cut back on the sugar going in. But I keep falling back into my old ways. I have gotten a lot better when I'm eating out. I'm cutting back on my calories. Now, I think I just need to work on eating more fruits and vegetables. But haven't you noticed that not too many restaurants offer a very good selection of those things. And for a girl like me who does most of her eating at restaurants...truly I want to cut back on that. But it seems that my husband doesn't like eating in. And cooking isn't the first thing on my list of want to do's when I get home. It's not that I can't cook. It's not that there isn't food in the kitchen.

I think it would be great to bike to work. But that would also mean getting my husband to bike to work. I doubt he'd go for that, and I doubt that would be possible either, because there are several days out of the week that he's going to school and there wouldn't be enough time for him to bike to school and eat before classes start. So my husband would have to get his licence and then I'd be able to bike to work. It's about 8 miles away from home according to mapquest. I'd have to fix my bike up, buy a helmet, and hope that no one sideswipes me as I'm riding in. Sounds like a whole bunch of excuses. :(
Sounds like I'll have to think about it some more. Maybe come up with some other options.
Ciao for now!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Another post? really?

Who would have guessed that I would post something new? Not me. So, you know how there seems to be a "condition" for every aspect of somebody's personality? Once, someone who might have been called "flighty" now has ADD or ADHD. Do you or your child tend to fight back or argue? Well, there's a condition for that: ODD. (Oppositional Defiance Disorder). Are you a neat freak? No, you're OCD. Do you have trouble socializing? Used to be, you were just "shy". Now it's called Asperger's Syndrome. That's unofficially me. I don't think I'd want to know officially, anyway. I'd rather not have some shrink poking at my brain. Well let's see. According to the Mayo clinic website:

Signs and symptoms of Asperger's syndrome include:
*Engaging in one-sided, long-winded conversations, without noticing if the listener is listening or trying to change the subject (ok I don't do the long-winded conversations bit, but I'm not too good at noticing the person I'm talking to.)
*Displaying unusual nonverbal communication, such as lack of eye contact, few facial expressions, or awkward body postures and gestures (I'm terrified of eye contact)
*Showing an intense obsession with one or two specific, narrow subjects, such as baseball statistics, train schedules, weather or snakes (Does having an obsession with WoW and Doctor Who count?)
*Appearing not to understand, empathize with or be sensitive to others' feelings (I'm terrible at empathizing)
*Having a hard time "reading" other people or understanding humor (Isn't it embarrasing when you get the joke a minute after everyone else is done laughing.)
*Speaking in a voice that is monotonous, rigid or unusually fast (I have a naturally deep voice. ... What?! My
*Moving clumsily, with poor coordination (I broke my finger by tripping on a flat sidewalk)
*Having an odd posture or a rigid gait

http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/aspergers-syndrome/ds00551/dsection=symptoms

Ok. That's that for now. Maybe more later?

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

sayings

When's the last time someone made up a saying, or cliche. Like, "a bird in hand" or "15 minutes of fame?" Is there a time frame that needs to be filled before a phrase can become a saying. Here's one: "Just a tweet away." It could be referring to a time frame, like, "I'm just a tweet away from helping you out." Or how about "Crazy slow?" "My day has been crazy slow, there were hardly any customers in today," meaning it was so slow it was maddening. Or the opposite: "Crazy fast." "Dude, you are some crazy fast! How'd you do that so fast?" "Crazy happy": "That kid is some kind of crazy happy!" It'd be interesting to see how fast something like that could catch on; like a moth to a flame.