Jess ~ I have thought that many a time......I hope your day gets better!!!
Well, I am happy to report I am on day 3 of being totally OP!!!!! I tell you, it is so much easier once you get thru the first couple days. It really is the key to being OP, if you fall off the wagon, GET RIGHT BACK ON!!!!!
Well, it is hump day, the weekend can't come fast enough, but work has been enjoyable, so that helps. Last night was my dd book fair at her elementary school, it was fun, but we didn't get home til 8 p.m., so here I was eating dinner (I fed the kids earlier) at 9 p.m., not enjoyable, but ate a good meal and still only came in at 15 points for the day. Today will be better, I have nothing going on after work!! Yippeee!!
It is a beautiful day in Wisconsin today, suppose to be close to 70 by the end of the week. I just love this time of year!!
It is nice to see you back Kim!!!! Fill us in on the wedding plans!! How is the weight loss going??
Yep, in case you can't tell, Big Aaron has me in a foul mood. He's really being an a**hole. Lately, he's been blowing up at me over nothing and I've been just letting it go because I know that people get in a bad mood sometimes and things bother us more than they're really intended to. But last night, I worked at job #2, called him (on his cell) right before I left and told him I'd call when I got home. Then I called my mom to tell her I was going to drop some stuff off at her house, but my dad answered, said she's sick and was in Urgent Care. So I called Aaron at home and left a message saying I was going to the hospital to see how my mom was doing. I ended up being there for an hour and a half, so I called Aaron on his cell phone when I got home and he started yelling at me for not calling when I got home and on and on. I didn't need that on top of everything else, so I just said goodbye and hung up. Well, I'm getting really fed up with him getting so mad over nothing and just kept getting madder and madder until I finally decided that I'm so sick and tired of it that I'm going to break up with him. I tried calling a few times, and finally just left a message saying he didn't need to call me for a few days because I'm not going to put up with his getting so mad over nothing. Last time he did this, I almost broke up with him, but this time, I was ready to. Of course, he's already called this morning, but not with an apology and of course, he didn't have time to talk about last night's events. And, of course, he expects everything to be OK. But it really isn't...
OK, I'm sorry to whine, let's change the subject...
I'm not going to get to the gym tonight because I'm going hot tubbing at a friend's house (it's perfect weather for it). But, the friend who's going with me is an avid walker and we're going to take a nice long walk when we get back. So, that'll at least be some activity because I'm not going to get much the rest of the week. Thursday is WW night and I won't have time to get to the gym, Friday night I have to work at Job #2, then I think I'm going to go to bed early because Saturday I have to work at a craft show that my mom is in. Saturday night, I'm volunteering to help set up for Race for the Cure. That starts at 2 a.m., ick. Sunday is the race, and then that evening is my dad's birthday and we're going out to dinner at one of his favorite restraunts.
So, that's what's going on here. Hopefully with all that's going on, I won't have any trouble staying OP food-wise. Sometimes when I get super busy, I don't make the best choices.
Tonya--Way to go staying OP for three days! And I totally agree that even if you fall off, you have to get right back on. Don't be like "Oh, well, the week is shot, I might as well enjoy myself and I'll start again Monday." We do our best and keep sight of our goals more when we get right back on after falling off... The weather here is the same as it is there and I absolutely love it. This is the greatest time of the year...
Go Tonya. Go Tonya. Woo-hoo. 3 day OP is great! You should be so proud of yourself. I know it's been a struggle the last few months so pat yourself on the back for such a great accomplishment.
Jess - Maybe I misread your explanation but what did Aaron have to get upset over? You didn't call when you got home because you'd already called and left a message about going to the hospital right? Hope your mom is doing better. And you've got a busy week planned so that should give you enough of a break to decide how you want to handle things with Aaron.
Well, I don't have much to report. Ate within my points range yesterday for the first time since before vacation. Went to yoga last night and had a really great practice. Am planning on spending this evening hanging out with Christian. That's about it.
QUESTION OF THE DAY
What are your quirky quirks?
I'll start.
1) I will not eat blue M&M's. NO MATTER WHAT. M&M's that have been touched by a blue M&M in my presence are also suspect.
2) I only drive cars with manual door locks and windows. I am convinced that some day I will drive off a bridge and that I'll be trapped beneath a lake in a car whose electrical system has shorted out.
3) I will NOT sleep with an electric blanket. I have a whole fear of wetting the bed (not that I've done that since I was a very little kid) and electricuting myself.
4) Minature corn on the cob. I won't eat them. Those things are freaky and wig me out.
5) Cow eyes. Can't stand them. They are scary!! Can't look directly at a cow for fear of making eye contact. Can't even handle pictures of cows- their eyes follow me. (And yes, my friends have a ball with this one.)
O.K. do me a favor girls, don't make me feel like the only crazy on the planet, 'fess up to your list of quirks.
Hey all, I noticed that the postings have been reallly REALLLLLY light this week. What's up?? Where is everyone??
I was gone yesterday. I was sick, but mostly I had to stay home because they were installing carpet. They are finishing this morning, so we are going home at lunch to inspect. I am sooooo excited!!!
The weather was gorgeous here yesterday. The house smelled aweful from the glue, so I got outside a little and cleaned up some of my dead plants. I only touched the surface tho. I have way too many flower beds and right now they look horrible because the plants have been nipped by frost and are shriveling up for the year. I do have some flowers tho, I have 3 mum bushes that are blooming and they are cold hardy until snow and ice hit them. Yippee for color. Oh and some marigolds are still hanging in there.
Jess... I honestly don't see why he was mad. I mean your excuse was legitimate and you did leave him a message. He should be more concerned than anything. Remember that you need to do what will make you happy!!!!
Kim... weren't you getting married in October? I thought that is what it was. My anniv. is Nov. 7.... 4 years ago. Has it really been that long???
Laura... I'm still thinking. If I was a friend of your (not online) I would get a kick out of your quirks. I know I have issues with snakes kind of like you do with cows.
I won't make you feel like you are the only crazy one!
BTW, I also have a huge fear of being in trapped in a car under water! My friend has tried to convince me to buy one of those tools that pops your windshield out if you are under water! I always thought it was a strange fear... glad to know I'm not alone!
Here I go...
1. I despise feet. No one can touch mine or put their feet anywhere near me. When I was a kid, my mom would offer to pay me $20 to hold her foot for 5 minutes- - I couldn't do it!
2. The thought of meat on the bone makes me sick. I'm not a big meat eater, but watching someone eat meat on the bone makes me lose my appetite. No way will I go near it.
3. Whenever I hear "Where the Streets Have No Name" by U2, I have to cross my hands when he sings the line "my hands are tied". Saw Bono do it in concert in 1987 and have been doing it ever since. Doesn't sound too weird, but it becomes difficult to do if the song comes on while driving. I still do it.
Ok - I'll be back to edit this because I know there are more. My family thinks I'm nuts because I have so many weird "things".
Jen... I have the foot thing too. Yuck. Won't even let hubby touch me with his feet. The hardest thing for me was to be able to kiss Emma's little feet. I can do that now, but it was hard. Well, actually I don't do it now as much unless she just bathed, because now that she walks and wears shoes, her feet can get stinky!!!
Hi everyone.
I got to babysit only one of my nieces last night and I was shocked at how different she is when her sister is not around. Very interesting.
Jess - I of course, agree with the whole boys suck theme at the moment. I say, stand your ground - you don't deserve to be treated like that.
Tonya - You're doing great! Keep it up so you can be my inspiration.
Laura - I'm with you on the whole car thing - I was car shopping for the last little while and when they showed me anything with power locks and windows I said no way. Otherwise, I’m sure that the rest of my irrational fears are perfectly rational so I would have to ask the people around me if they thought anything was irrational.
Jen-L - how is the carpet looking?
JenK - The feet thing is a common one - but $20 is a lot of money for a kid.
I'm glad that you all agree that Aaron has no reason to be mad at me...
Here's what I think happened last night. I think he didn't get the message I left saying I was going to the hospital to see my mom. So, he waited around for me to call. When I didn't call, he went out and was mad that I didn't call. When I finally got home, I called him on his cell phone and he was super-mad at me for not calling earlier when he was waiting around for me to call. When I told him that I called and left a message telling him I was going to the hospital, he said "I know" but I kind of think that he didn't have any idea that there was a message. But he was all wound up and mad at me, so even if he was in the wrong, he was still going to be mad. I can't honestly say that I've never done that to him before... So, here's what'll happen today: he'll call me and we'll talk like nothing is wrong for a few minutes until I say (in a very nice voice, of course), "Honey, you didn't get my message last night, did you?" He'll admit that he didn't, admit that there was nothing to get mad about, and apologize. Then, I'll warn him again about the blowing up and yelling at me thing, saying "I love you lots, but sweetheart, you really need to stop getting so worked up and yelling at me over nothing" followed by a warning that if he keeps it up, I'm dumping his sorry a**.
Hmmm, my quirks...
1) Have you guys ever seen those glass blocks that people use for bathrooms, etc.? Well, there's a mall here that has those on the second floor on the floor. We're talking that when you're wandering the mall, you can see right through those things to what's below you. I'm scared to death to walk on those things because I just know they're going to break the second I step on them.
2) I also have a foot thing. I take good care of my own feet and love pedicures or foot massages, but I cannot stand other people's feet to touch me.
3) I also cannot eat meat off the bone, unless it's I can't identify as part of an animal (KFC thigh pieces) and even then, if someone will pull the meat off for me, I enjoy it that much more. Basically, if I can clearly envision what I'm eating as a specific part of an animal, I can't do it. For example, drumsticks I can't do because I know what they look like covered in feathers and where they go on a chicken. I'm still sort of uncertain on those thigh pieces (and would prefer if nobody told me so I can continue enjoying them).
4) I won't mix my breakfast foods and get disgusted when other people do. You know when people order their eggs over easy and then they mush that yolk out, wipe their toast in it, slap on a piece bacon and forkful of hashbrowns and then eat it like that? I think that's absolutely awful. I have to eat each one seperately and finish the first before starting the other. Strangely, it's only with things like bacon, eggs, toast, hashbrowns, etc.
OH MY GOSH!!! JESS! I have the same quirks as you!!! I will NOT eat meat off a bone, none of my food can touch another food on my plate and I HATE feet touching me!
This is soooo funny.
In addition.....It makes me crazy when people rub the palms of their hads on their jeans (or other pants) or their bare feet on carpet. I hate the feeling of either and NEVER do it.
JenL - you're right - the board has been slow this week. Glad you like your new carpet.
JenK - my kinderd spirit! My family too, thinks that I am a little nutty for having so many quirks. (The list above was no where near a complete list.)
KT - I'm stealing that line "I'm sure my irrational fears are perfectly rational". I love it!
Jess - I don't mind if my food touches slightly at the edges but absolutely no mushing it all together. Gross!
Marcie - how's the rock? Still shiny?
I'm doing some boring accounting stuff today so the all the levity about quirks is a really nice break in my day.
Just out of curiousity, has anyone heard from Lisa? I don't think I've seen a post yet this week.
Oh! And I have a question for Tonya (you've mentioned this as one of your meals before) or JenL (goddess of cooking who always can answer all of our questions) or really anyone who knows the answer. Exactly how does one cook a salmon fillet in an oven?
Laura, if I cook it in the oven, I broil it. If you get a salmon steak with the skin on one side, put that side down. Then you can add whatever spices you want to it, or none at all. Some people rub it or spray it with olive oil too. Then broil it. I can't exactly remember the time off had, but I was thinking it was like 7 minutes per side?? Hope that helps.
Oh and I just remembered reading that you can also wrap it in aluminum foil with whatever you want on it and bake it that way. It doesn't take that long too cook. I usually grill mine and it takes like 15 minutes, but that it hotter than an oven.
Laura--Good question about the salmon! I have a salmon-related question that maybe people can answer. I bought some in the pouch (like tuna) but don't have any idea what to do with it. There's a recipe for Salmon Quesadillas, but I'd like some other ideas, too.
Arg, I'm getting super-frustrated. I just need someone to talk to about my mom. I keep trying to talk to the girls here but I'm getting the impression that they couldn't care less, so I'm going to talk to you guys. You don't have to respond, I just need to get it off my chest. So, when we went to the hospital/Urgent Care last night, they didn't admit my mom to the hospital. she's been in TEN times for the same thing, so she really knows what sort of treatment should be done. So, we're trying to tell the PA last night that she probably needed to be admitted and that she always has been for this. Of course, he thinks he knows more than her and maybe he does, but he hasn't been there every time that she's had to deal with this and he certainly doesn't know how she's feeling. So, he gave her a shot of antibiotic in the behind and sent her home with a prescription and a "good luck". Of course, she didn't get any better (like we knew she wouldn't) and went to see the doctor she went to last time this happened and had her admitted, like we knew she needed to be in the first place. To make things worse, she's already shaking like crazy from her fever, the nurse who took her blood didn't listen when she said she has small veins and can't have blood taken from her elbow-pit and didn't wear gloves to take her blood. !)%*, why didn't they just listen to her/me/my sister when we said she should be admitted? Why do they have to draw this out? And why can't I just get someone to listen to me vent and actually act like they care (I tried talking to BF, but he's busy at work and can't really talk. Besides, he's a guy and doesn't know what to say anyway.) This always sends me into such an emotional frenzy and makes me just go from crying to mad to exhausted...
I'm sorry you guys have to listen to this, but there's really nobody else for me to talk to right now...
Wednesday's (Boys Suck) Thread
OK Laura -
So, here's what'll happen today: he'll call me and we'll talk like nothing is wrong for a few minutes until I say (in a very nice voice, of course), "Honey, you didn't get my message last night, did you?" He'll admit that he didn't, admit that there was nothing to get mad about, and apologize. Then, I'll warn him again about the blowing up and yelling at me thing, saying "I love you lots, but sweetheart, you really need to stop getting so worked up and yelling at me over nothing" followed by a warning that if he keeps it up, I'm dumping his sorry a**. 
