Just another not so manic monday..

Back from a really nice weekend. Don’t want to be back. So. Very. Sleepy. ZzZ. Only 3 more weeks to go before vacation! Can’t wait! I don’t know why I can’t formulate normal sentences this morning. I’ll make an effort. So guess what, I haven’t cleaned the basement. It’s such a freaking overwhelming task! Instead I spent a nice relaxing weekend. Chantal, Andy and their kids came to visit on saturday. Andy fixed our doorbell and a light fixture in the basement yay! I should invite them more often lol. I finished reading “We Need to Talk About Kevin” and started “Blue Like Jazz”. Drank too many Gin & Tonics (But don’t worry, I calculated the points :) Shopped at Costco and Superstore. Oh and got addicted to Nancy Drew computer games hehe. (Thanks Tina! :P, Just what I needed, more ways to avoid cleaning the basement!)

So when I came to work this morning there was a sexy 40th anniversary silver Mustang in the parking lot… So I come in and exclaim (a little too loudly) : Wow! Who’s got the nice Mustang! (It was supposed to be a joke, because no one here has a Mustang hehe) Judy whispers ” Oh it belongs to the client in Matt’s office” OOPS! *turns all kinds of shades of crimson*. I was embarrassed until a few minutes later G walks in and shouts ” Woah! Nice Mustang!” LOL! You’d think we were a bunch of hicks who’ve never seen a Mustang before hehe. Besides, what’s that client doing here at 8h30 am ? Who does business before 10am? Doesn’t he know that our opening time is just a formality ? hehe.

Anyways, Thanks to Mel (Who has a captivating blog by the way hehe) who told us (Me and Tina, and then Sophie) about Spark, I’m off to join Tina and Sophie and create a SparkPage. I don’t know why, but it sounds fun hehe. So I’ll be back with more later, if I think of anything.

It’s Friday Babay!

YAY! Friday!!!! This weekend might finally be the one that I clean my basement. I hope I can muster the courage to go down there. It’s like a post-tornado area since my brother moved out. There are STILL herds of wounded ceramic unicorns lying everywhere. They moved out the last week of May. It’s the end of July. Should I carefully sort all their unwanted crap, or should I be pretty liberal with the garbage pile ?

Little Stories

Nancy Earns Right to Vacation Time :

The other day I sent my vacation request to my boss through the intranet. Yesterday he approves it and the system sends me an electronic copy with a comment from my boss : “Have you been a good girl this year ? If you ate all your peas and carrots I will approve this vacation”. (55 year old humour.) I replied : Phew! I’m good! Thank God you didn’t say broccoli!!

Nancy with a Fake Blake Eye :

Yesterday I spent 2.5+ hours gardening. I worked hard therefore I counted it as my exercise for the day. I’m sore today so I know I did the right thing hehe. Anyways, one of the thing I did was plant oriental lillies. I came in the house to yell at Steph to throw me a bottle of water at the door and I glimpsed at myself in the entrance mirror and realized with horrow that I looked like I had dark yellow eye makeup around my right eye, like a punk. I had just spent 5 minutes talking to my neighbor and she didn’t say anything about my dark yellow eye makeup! It totally looked as if I had applied makeup to both corners of my eye to draw an exagerrated cat eye. I tried to rub it off, but that stuff stains so bad. Ah well, my feet, knees and arms were all muddy and I didn’t want to make a trail to the sink yet. So I went back outside and of course my other neighbor came to chat. He asked : OMG! What happened to your eye ? You have a black eye ? lol Maybe I’ll disguise myself like a boxer at Halloween and just stick my face in m oriental lillies.

Nancy VS the Hummingbird

Yesterday when we came in from work, Steph snatched the bathroom first, so I was in our bedroom changing and waiting for my turn with the dog. I heard birds at the birdfeeder that’s about 6 feet away from my window, so I went to the window to look. There were like 12 of them eating as if it were a buffet. Well I guess it kinda is. Anyways, a hummingbird flies up to the window, about a foot away from my face, on the other side of the screen and hovers there for about a minute. He pecks the screen with his pointy beak! I thought he was going to attack me or something! He could poke an eye out with that long pointy beak! The dog just stared at it, wondering what the heck that was. Then it flew away. I leaned closer to see where it went, and it came back!!! It hovered right there in front of my face, then turned sideways as if to take a better look at me. He flew a little higher to the top part of the window where there’s no screen, only glass. He hovered there for about 2 full minutes, LICKING the door. Have you ever seen a long and tiny hummingbird tongue ? Why would he lick the window ? Then he flew away and stuck his face in my roses and lillies. I don’t know if he was trying to attack me, or thank me for the meal hehe.

DOH!

Okay first… I lied. I didn’t ONLY buy a case of flavored water and a box of WW cereal. I also bought…. A 3cd Richard Simmons Workout. How embarrassing to admit lol! I just remembered that I put the box in my purse instead of the car trunk because I didn’t want them to warp in the hot trunk this afternoon. I took them out and unwrapped them, flipped the box open and read Richard Simmons special message to me. Then I realized in horror that this is NOT 3 Richard Simmons working DVDs. It’s actually 3 MUSIC CD’s of Richard Simmons favorite workout music. GAH! I actually paid 14.99$ for a compilation of Richard Simmon’s favorite workout music ? Ah well, now that it’s unwrapped, might as well give it a try. Maybe the “Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch” and the “Shoop Shoop Song” are going to do it for me too :P

Is Ronald trying to fool me ?

So I went shopping at Costco during my lunch hour. I have almost never had a hypoglycemic episode (low blood sugar) in my life. My problem has always been hyperglycemia. Until today. I was walking in the huge aisles and I started to feel weak. It’s probably just normal hunger. So I continued shopping. When I got to the cereal aisle, I began shaking and feeling really woozy and dizzy. Uh oh. Two big old ladies were shopping side by side with their oversized carts blocking the aisle, and I was panicking. What if I friggin faint in the middle of Costco ? It’d be just my luck, the day that I’m wearing a flowy skirt, it would probably fly over my head in the process. Hmm I have a Nature Valley bar in my purse… I could eat that, but would security guards come running towards me accusing me of theft ? That would be so embarrassing I’d probably faint anyway. A piece of gum ? Darn it’s sugar-free.

I ended up making my way to the cash registers with my WW cereal and my Nestle flavored water bottles. I must have looked like an addict who couldn’t wait to her car to get her fix of flavored water. There’s a fast food stand after the cash registers! Crap, there’s 42 persons waiting in line for their greasy goodness. Then near the door I spotted vending machines. Perfect! I payed way too much for a bottle of Orange juice and chugged it down right there in front of the vending machine. Some old guy stared at me. I didn’t care, it was either that or the underwear flashing fainting. Thankfully by the time I sat in the car I felt much much better. But I needed food intake, now. Superstore is close, but what if a lot of people are in line and I feel woozy again? So I drove to McD’s drive-thru.

OOoooOOOoo how I longed for a Bic Mac Combo. Then I remembered that the whole wheat turkey BLT toasted deli sandwich is pretty good. It said you could trade your fries for a side salad. perfect! Wow, Thanks McDonalds for making an effort to serve your health conscious customers. So I proudly ordered my not-too-bad emergency meal. I drove up to the window and the squeaky bored looking teenager informed me that they were out of side salads right now. GAH! Fine I said. He hands me my meal and I drive off to a far away lonely parking spot to eat my meal like a hobo. I open the bag…. ACK!! FRIES!!! You’ll be glad to know that I ate the deli sandwich and closed the bag shut and pretended the fries were not there.

Mid-sandwich I felt normal again. (Like a normal slug, as opposed to a fainting slug.) I drove back to work and I left the fries in the bag in the passenger seat. The battle is not over though, because as you know McDonalds fries can’t chemically go bad. It’s so hot outside that they’ll still be warm and toasty by the time I’m done work. I have fries waiting to attack me on the drive home. Maybe I should bring a bottle of white glue with me when I leave work, to attack them back if need be.

As soon as I got back I went on McDonalds.ca to verify the damage. Hmm not too bad! The sandwich, which is delicious I might add, is 490 calories. I’ll keep that in mind the next time my sabotaging family gang up on me and want to go to McDonalds. It’s really better than any burger there I swear. But wait…. My Diet Coke was 2 calories…. my deli sandwich was 490 calories… McDonalds tells me that in total I consumed 490 calories! It’s trying to fool me!!! Two whole calories!!!! :P What if someone were to calculate a big huge pig out meal, would McD try to fool them into thinking that they had eaten less calories than they have ? I’m not going to try it on their calculator in case just reading about all the fast food tempts me :P

Fat Tuesday

Fat Tuesday used to be my favorite bar in town. Now it’s closed and in it’s place is a Quiznos hehe.

Well I decided what I’m going to do. I’m going back to the most enjoyable diet we’ve tried in the past – Weight Watchers. When we tried WW, I lost I think it was 31lbs. The diet was really doable and enjoyable. I have no real good reason/excuse for quitting other than my WW buddy (I was actually going to the meetings and all that crap.) got pregnant and therefore got kicked out. They don’t let pregnant women stay on WW until they gave birth apparently. Well my baby fever was peaking at that point, and I thought it was so incredibly unfair that she had gotten pregnant and I couldn’t. She was heavier than me, and already had a 5 month old baby. And I was loosing my WW buddy to boot. How unfair is life, wah wah wah. Tina had a beautiful baby girl, one that looks like a cherub with ringlets and chubby cheeks and everything, Jacky was pregnant, and Chantal was also pregnant. The whole world but me was pregnant! wah wah wah! heh. I can laugh about it now as my baby fever has subsided. But then I was having a total jealousy meltdown. DH found me crying my heart out in my pillow and did the only thing he knew would make me giddy again. He fetched me a bucket of fried chicken. And the bingeing never stopped.

On Sunday night I was feeling all sorry for my fat self, and thought about how Heather said that often when she was feeling broken, she would open her Bible and often it would fall right to a spot that really spoke to her. So I tore the plastic wrap off my Bible, shut my eyes really tight and prayed that God would throw me a bone. My eyes fell on something titled “The Singners”. Hmm.. Well singing is my passion, and I obviously can’t stuff my piehole while singing…. Then I decided that I was trying too hard and that God probably just wanted me to stop whining and start exercising.

Monday (yesterday), I was at the drugstore refilling a prescription… That new Shoppers Drug Mart on Champlain where they loan you a pager so that you can go spend all your money in the rest of the store and page you when your refill is ready. So while I was waiting, I was browsing through the magazine/book section, and noticed that the new WW cookbook had a 25% off sticker on it. So I decided to buy it. The recipes look really amazing and delicious. Then I decided that that’s what I’ll do. Go back on WW. Not TO WW. I don’t care to wake up early on Saturday mornings to attend meetings where they’ll swap 2 point brownie recipes. Because if I could stop at ONE-2pt brownie, I wouldn’t HAVE to go to WW. I might join online though, since I’m a geek.

WW really did work for us in the past. Although I still find myself thinking ” I couldn’t possibly lose weight eating those delicious recipes”. In my mind, losing weight means eating plain steamed vegetables and tasteless chicken breasts. Avoiding all grains and sugars and eating like a mathematician robot. But WW has to work, it’s worked for a lot of other people. Why not me? Steph particularly LOVES the idea of doing WW, since whole wheat grains are not against the law on that plan. The recipe book I just bought also has some incredible looking dessert recipes. Why couldn’t I eat a healthy dessert say, every second day, if I calculate it in my daily point ? allowance ?

Sooooo, stay tuned for the adventures of CrazyMrsNancy and her daily points allowances :)

Another weekend bites the dust..

I can’t believe it’s already Monday. Sigh. I’ve got the blahs. I can’ t shake them off. I thought I would feel chippier this morning as that’s usually the case with my Sunday evening blahs… but alas, I still feel like crappe onne toaste. (Gilmore Girls joke heh) It doesn’t help that it’s cool, grey and wet. I know it’ll be good for my new lawn, but there’s just something very depressing about a wet soggy Monday morning. Anyways, I think I’m going to take my 2 remaining vacation weeks in August instead of saving a week for December. Christmas falls during the week anyway and with boxing day and new year etc. I think I need the vacation now.

I don’t remember if I’ve blogged about my latest failed attempt at weight loss. This time I only lasted 5 days. I returned to my old ways oh, about 2 weeks ago. And it took me 2 days to gain back the 11lbs i had lost. This was supposed to be my last attempt at weight loss. Obviously I can’t really give up at 26 years old. (Hanging on to that 26 for 2 more weeks.) But this weekend I confessed to one of my best friends that I had eaten a ridiculous amount of Eggos earlier in the week, and that me and Steph had just shared a “Special for 4″ Deluxe meal. She went all Dr. Phil on my ass. I was really mad at her for calling me out like that. I had just had three Baccardis (As if it were my birthday), and she had killed my buzz. I was so mad that I declared (to my bottle of baccardi) that I wasn’t going to IM with her the next day, to show her how mad I was. The next day, I woke up feeling glad that at least someone cared, and went straight to my IM to chat with her. Then I decided that I can’t give up and that I’ll just have to suck it up and try harder. I never told my friend that I had gotten upset at all, and she reads my blog (*waves*) . I hope that her reading that she gave me a little bit of encouragement makes up for the fact that I got mad at her for going kung fu on my ass.

I don’t know what I’m going to do different this time. It seems like everytime I start a “Not-Diet” (Because Diet is an evil word and everyone says that Diets don’t work, that we should call them ” Way of Life” and all that crap, but let’s get real. Diet really sums it up.) I always try something new that I’m sure is going to help make things easier. I feel like I’m fresh out of new tricks. Ah well, if other people can learn to tolerate vegetables, so can I. I don’t know why I find them so disgusting. They LOOK pretty, they smell good, yet they taste bitter and poisonous. I shall learn to tolerate exercise too. Other people can do it, why can’t I ? I just have to suck it up and tolerate the pain.

The hardest thing though is how doing all these awful things takes away most of my precious ‘me’ time. I can barely get up in the mornings to drag my ass to work, so getting up early is not an option at this time. Getting up between 6 and 7am makes me nauseous. Although I have to say if I had more discipline and went to bed earlier and got more than 5-6 hours of sleep maybe my whole face wouldn’t burn so much in the mornings. Go to my sedentary job, come home and cook, do a load of laundry, clean up, then work outside in the garden for an hour or two then chat with my best friends online and watch TV for 3 hours until midnight. (Unless it rains then I chat longer heh) The gardening thing is starting to grow on me, but I really live for those 3 hours of TV and computer. I feel like that’s what makes my work week liveable. I know, I know. whine whine whine. I just have to suck it up and “Just do it” as the Nike people would say.

I just thought of something that might be different for this new weight loss effort after all. The motivation of possibly going to my high school reunion next year. Although it kind of feels undoable because I could lose 100 lbs and I would still be the same weight I was when I graduated I think. I was avoiding the scale back then so I can’t be sure.

Well anyway, how’s this for worstening my case of the blahs and inflicting it on everyone else ? :P

Weekend Links Edition :P

Sooooo many wrong things…

The Laugh Song – HAHAHAHA Isn’t this funny (read : completely weird)

Kitlers ? Some people have too much free time….

Can anyone speak cat ?

Dirty Dancing : The Cornering’ation of Baby, the short silent film.

HOLY SH!!!!T !!

I never really quite understood the purpose of the “Panic” button on the car’s remote key thingy, but I sure feel like pressing it now because I’m in panic mode.

I just received an email that they’re starting to organize our 2007 High School reunion! *hyperventilates*. OMG! Ten years ? Already ?

I can’t see myself going really. But how can I not go and miss out on seing all the people I haven’t seen in 10 years ? But how can I go there, fatter than ever, admitting to everyone that I’m a freakin’ secretary? I’m so ashamed to admit that, moreso to people that ‘knew’ me. I’m bound to have to answer the “So what do you do?” question a million times if I go. Is it worth making myself sick for a year thinking about this stinking reunion ? Yes there are things that I’m proud of, like my home, my dog, the other things about me besides the job I hold… but people will be passing around pictures of their kids, I can’t possibly pass around pictures of my house and a resume of my interresting hobbies….

Did you go to your reunion ? Are you planning to go ? Were/Are you nervous ?

*Hyperventilates*

I carried a watermelon…

Remember that classic line from “Dirty Dancing” ? Well I felt about as awkward this morning when I came into work as Baby felt when she declared “I carried a watermelon” to super cool Johnny Castle. I hadn’t even sat down or turned my computer on yet when two of my coworkers both flocked over to interrogate me about rumors about my FIL’s jump from prov. to fed. govt. I had been asked to keep this secret weeks ago, but I had never been told when it would become official. So I tried to deny the rumours until they went to fetch the papers and there was his face on the frontpage of all three publications. DOH! On L’Acadie Nouvelle, he’s right on top of the “Black Eyed Peas are coming to PEI” picture LOL funny.

One more thing about work then I’m changing topics, because the reason I’m blogging at this partricular moment is to avoid work. I filled my candy jar with these little piece of heaven chocolates from Costco called “Swiss Delice”. OMG they’re so good and addictive. Everyone keeps coming back for more. Even the mailman stops by on his way back just so that he can grab another fistful. See my plan is to fatten them all up too, so then they’ll walk slower. (You have to be a long time reader to know about my coworkers’ power walking lunches.) No wait, scratch that…. They’re always hot when I’m freezing cold and I’m the padded one. I can’t complain too much in this heat wave that it’s 62 degrees in here, but in the winter it makes me miserable. On days like today I just go outside to warm up.

That reminds me of another ‘I carried a watermelon’ awkward moment. EVERYONE that comes in the front door makes a point of declaring how nice and cold it is in here. What am I supposed to say ? Especially when this is declared by a number of people, numerous times a day. So I just keep saying ” Yes, yes it is”. Today some man waiting for one of my coworkers thought that reply was hilarious and laughed joyously for a few minutes while I sat there not knowing what to say.

So where are you all ? I know you’re there I see you popping in my stats counter :P But when nothing I blog gets commented on I wonder if my topics are boring you all!?

Yeah I was totally going to write more but I’m so frozen right now that I swear the tip of my nose is numb. I’m going outside to thaw. I’ll probably blog some more later, I have a whack of funny links at home to share. Or maybe after I’m all thawed out my brain will unfreeze it’s thoughts also.