July 24th, 2008
So this morning I felt like I was stuck in bed. I think it was the yoga. or the jogging. or the wii tennis. Possibly the sex. Maybe I just really didn’t want to go to work. Either way. Once robert helped me out of bed (which he hasn’t had to do since I recovered from my c-section) I dragged my heels around and whined about having to work. I know I have to work. I understand where money comes from. That doesn’t mean I have to like work. It isn’t the job per se, it’s the people I work with most of the time.
Anyway, work today was a bit of a nightmare. The manager i totally don’t like wouldn’t leave me alone. I wonder if she knows that nobody likes her. If she does, I feel her pain. But I still don’t like her. I’m sorry if that makes me a hypocrite. I might like her if she had any idea what she was talking about when it came to what I need to be doing. She makes me want to stick my face in a bucket of icing!!!
My oven is supposed to be repaired tomorrow. Gosh I hope so. Tonight we went over to the currently vacant inlaw’s house (they are visiting my sister in law) to cook dinner as opposed to going out. Tomorrow, however, I might bend and say it’s okay to go out for dinner but I’ll be sure to play it safe for lunch just in case.
I think i’m retaining water. I’ve been on and off the verge of having my first “gift” from mother nature for a couple of months now. I wish my body would put up or shut up, so to speak. I’m sorry if that’s TMI but I have to wonder just how screwed up my system is now.
I think I want to cut my hair. i’ve been debating this for a few weeks now. Before I know it I’m going to end up going wacko and pulling a britney spears.
My head hurts and my son sounds unhappy so I must enter in my daily eats and depart.
breakfast: n/a
lunch: LC Salmon with Basil
dinner: one serving Zatarain’s Jambalaya with turkey sausage and 1 pilsbury crescent roll.
snack: 1 scoop of blue bunny fat free nsa vanilla ice cream with a scant drizzle of caramel sundae sauce. (have to give in sometimes, right?)Have a good night ladies!
Filed under: daily ponderings on July 24th, 2008
I don’t like to eat in the morning, either! Just give me a cup of coffee and a smoke. That’s all the nutrition I need. Yeah, you’re probably right, I must have sprained something trying to flirt. Out of practice.
Don’t stick your face in that bucket of icing, you’ll have to count the calories!
Britney is definitely “out there” but she has some pretty good workout music. DH tries to hurt me when he hears “Oops, I did it again”!
Hang in there! DON”T get that oven fixed. I’ve learned that about men, they expect you to cook.
Hahaha. That was my point! she makes me so mad I want to lick my way through a bucket of sugar and butter.
I actually enjoy cooking a lot. It kind of shocks people that I enjoy cooking at home when I work with food all the time but I find that when I cook I have more control over what I eat. Plus my husband,dear ol’ wonder that he is, offers to cook pretty often.