I think that there is a time in life when you can say, "wow, people think of me in ______ way"
like, you can say that for the most part, people think you are a good person, or that people think you are a jerk, or that most people think you are selfish, etc.
i'll say that for me, i've thought, "i think that people think i'm a good person" i don't try to be, i don't overexert myself giving flowery gifts to people and expecting to be put on a pedestal because of it. But, i am nice and will give when i can to help someone out, put their mind at ease, or give of my time to make their time more enjoyable.
what do you do though when you realize the consensus is that of "people think i am a bad person" whether it be because of major things or minor.
then what if you change? are you changing yourself to be how others want you to be, and in turn, isn't this exactly the opposite of being an individual? isn't this what our parents always told us NOT to do?
what if you are just not a nice person?
the birthday
i really have it quite easy. t just barely even remembers that it's his birthday. i mean, i think if he were going to be at the house sitting around with no one else to remind him....he may completely forget it. however, i do not complain because, anything i do makes it seem like an incredibly big occassion and like i planned for weeks.
i was going to do a surprise party, but it is on labor day weekend and i figured people would be gone and away doing other things. instead, i am getting him some very classy and mature gifts.
1. a homer simpson mosaic
2. the old school dvd of sesame street
i was going to do a surprise party, but it is on labor day weekend and i figured people would be gone and away doing other things. instead, i am getting him some very classy and mature gifts.
1. a homer simpson mosaic
2. the old school dvd of sesame street
important conversations
i have had to work on something. that something being, interrupting when someone in the house is clearly relaxing. relaxing = watching tv.
last night, i was reading this article about the small convention that we are having in Denver right now. it was about how there was an assassination plot and how the police had disengaged that plot. i thought it was facisnatingly horrible, but something that i had said might happen in Denver. i tear out of the office, just so wanting to discuss this news. i start talking a mile a minute explaining everything. i get this look (it's not a mean look, just a "you are doing it again" look). i go, "oops, sorry...." and go back to making my dinner. i think, "wow, it must be something really important on tv".
after a few minutes, i hear something about Bono having the biggest poop. he is watching a south park episode about poop.
last night, i was reading this article about the small convention that we are having in Denver right now. it was about how there was an assassination plot and how the police had disengaged that plot. i thought it was facisnatingly horrible, but something that i had said might happen in Denver. i tear out of the office, just so wanting to discuss this news. i start talking a mile a minute explaining everything. i get this look (it's not a mean look, just a "you are doing it again" look). i go, "oops, sorry...." and go back to making my dinner. i think, "wow, it must be something really important on tv".
after a few minutes, i hear something about Bono having the biggest poop. he is watching a south park episode about poop.
day three
this morning the alarm was set...i was ready to go. but i decided to stay in the bed. much better decision for two reasons. i have a business photo i have to take this afternoon. i can assure you, me getting ready at home looks much different than me getting ready at the gym.
i did go to the gym last night. i did do the pilates class. to be honest, i just have to say, i wasn't THAT impressed. i mean, i have to say, i am NOT coordinated and i don't have balance either. both of these together should both say, "you will not do well at pilates" but i either was doing everything wrong, or maybe i just have a body made for only doing pilates. it was really easy.
I called the gym we belong too as well. i wanted to give them a fair shot at being in the game. it would only cost us $10 each a month to do the full membership. i think i have my answer.
i did go to the gym last night. i did do the pilates class. to be honest, i just have to say, i wasn't THAT impressed. i mean, i have to say, i am NOT coordinated and i don't have balance either. both of these together should both say, "you will not do well at pilates" but i either was doing everything wrong, or maybe i just have a body made for only doing pilates. it was really easy.
I called the gym we belong too as well. i wanted to give them a fair shot at being in the game. it would only cost us $10 each a month to do the full membership. i think i have my answer.
day two
day two started off much the same as day one, except with some organizational skills at extreme use. i had a bag packed, a towel, so i wouldn't have air dry myself and some makeup so that i didn't wake the living dead after working out. i came with my two quarters, stepped up to the "good" locker, as opposed to the evil one that loomed next to it, that ate the quarters yesterday...it at my quarters. i then took my 10' by 10' bag and lugged it around to every machine i could find. i just DARED them to come and ask me why i had the gigantic bag when there are very nice, easy to use lockers, just right inside. but they didn't. you may ask, 'why didn't you go to the front desk to ask for help?' same guy was there as yesterday. i didnt think his unhelping a%@ was going to help me today, so i just did what i needed to. i am doing a pilates class tonight, so help me God.
hmmmm
i have to pay my gym membership fees at the end of this week. we currently are at a place that is really quite nice. i know we don't use the bulk of it, as it is very family friendly, kind of like a country club, without the golf. usually what happens is that we pay for both of us to go, three months at a time. what happens from that point... is that i am the only person that uses it. t usually has too much work to do and will lift weights or use the bowflex at home.
the other thing that we do, is that we have a limited membership. this means, we are only allowed to go there at certain times of the day. "early" which to them means 7am to 9am or "late" which means 8:30pm to 10:30pm. the early just is not early enough for me. i'm at work by 7am, so that doesn't fly. that leaves me to go home after work and get comfy, and settled, and ahhhhh, THEN GET UP AND WORK OUT.
i started thinking about how nice it would be to work out in the a.m. and then also have the option of doing fun classes in the p.m. i went to 24 hours fitness and got a 7 day membership. i went last night and joined, then went to work out afterwards. it was fine, plenty of people but plenty of machines.
i did the unthinkable and got up at 4:30am and went to go work out at 5am. i got there and until i decided to get a full membership, i decided to use the pay lockers. i put my two quarters in and...nothing. they were lost. i went out to the front desk and this guy seriously looked at me like i was a goon. he stared at me and didn't say a word after i told him my dilemma. i said, "can you do something about that?" he looks intently...and answers "NO" i said, "so you are telling me that i'm trying out your gym for a week and you are not going to reimburse me 50 cents that i put into your gym that your machine ate, so that i may work out at your facility? you are really going to have me not work out and have to go home instead when i woke up at 4:30 to be here?" he says, "yeah, i mean...i don't have anything that i can do"
i left. went to my car and sat there. weighed my options. i could either have this guy ruin the rest of my day by having me have the ammunition to bitch about how "i didn't get to work out because of this guy" or i could simply take 50 cents out of my purse and go back in and try it again. which i did.
the other thing that we do, is that we have a limited membership. this means, we are only allowed to go there at certain times of the day. "early" which to them means 7am to 9am or "late" which means 8:30pm to 10:30pm. the early just is not early enough for me. i'm at work by 7am, so that doesn't fly. that leaves me to go home after work and get comfy, and settled, and ahhhhh, THEN GET UP AND WORK OUT.
i started thinking about how nice it would be to work out in the a.m. and then also have the option of doing fun classes in the p.m. i went to 24 hours fitness and got a 7 day membership. i went last night and joined, then went to work out afterwards. it was fine, plenty of people but plenty of machines.
i did the unthinkable and got up at 4:30am and went to go work out at 5am. i got there and until i decided to get a full membership, i decided to use the pay lockers. i put my two quarters in and...nothing. they were lost. i went out to the front desk and this guy seriously looked at me like i was a goon. he stared at me and didn't say a word after i told him my dilemma. i said, "can you do something about that?" he looks intently...and answers "NO" i said, "so you are telling me that i'm trying out your gym for a week and you are not going to reimburse me 50 cents that i put into your gym that your machine ate, so that i may work out at your facility? you are really going to have me not work out and have to go home instead when i woke up at 4:30 to be here?" he says, "yeah, i mean...i don't have anything that i can do"
i left. went to my car and sat there. weighed my options. i could either have this guy ruin the rest of my day by having me have the ammunition to bitch about how "i didn't get to work out because of this guy" or i could simply take 50 cents out of my purse and go back in and try it again. which i did.
they just don't mix
PLUS
these two things are just not supposed to be together. o.k. fine if you are at home and if the person that is on the phone does not mind the fact that you are sitting on the pot.
i am at work the other day and we have public restrooms in the building. i walk in and a woman is on her cell phone in the bathroom. not in a stall or anything of that sort, but just pacing around the sink area, in a very deep conversation. now, i go into a stall. i kind of have some pee anxiety or something because i know that there is a person listening, inadvertantly to this. on top of ALL OF THAT, this lady is very anxious because apparently she and the person on the phone have done something together that they should have told this other person about before they did it. OH THE ANGST!!!!!
i am at work the other day and we have public restrooms in the building. i walk in and a woman is on her cell phone in the bathroom. not in a stall or anything of that sort, but just pacing around the sink area, in a very deep conversation. now, i go into a stall. i kind of have some pee anxiety or something because i know that there is a person listening, inadvertantly to this. on top of ALL OF THAT, this lady is very anxious because apparently she and the person on the phone have done something together that they should have told this other person about before they did it. OH THE ANGST!!!!!
sick
Wednesday, Aug 13, 2008 9:15 pm EDT
Michael Phelps eats 12,000 calories per day
By Chris Chase
After he retires from swimming, Michael Phelps might want to try his hand at competitive eating. The Olympic star recently said he consumes 12,000 calories per day, or 9,500 more than the FDA recommends for an active, young male.
Phelps has to keep his intake up in order to compensate for all the calories he burns during the 30-hours per week he spends in training. He told NBC that an average day might have the following menu:
Breakfast: 3 fried egg sandwiches, 2 cups coffee, 5-egg omlette, bowl of grits, 3 pieces of french toast, 3 chocolate chip pancakes
Lunch: 1 pound pasta, 2 ham and cheese sandwiches, energy drink (1,000 calorie)
Dinner: 1 pound pasta, 1 large pizza, energy drink (1,000 calorie)
Three years ago, Phelps told an interviewer:
I eat pretty much whatever I want. I don't have a strict diet. It's all about cramming in as many calories into my system as I possibly can. To be honest with you, I have a tough time keeping weight on.
-all i have to say to this is...sick
Michael Phelps eats 12,000 calories per day
By Chris Chase
After he retires from swimming, Michael Phelps might want to try his hand at competitive eating. The Olympic star recently said he consumes 12,000 calories per day, or 9,500 more than the FDA recommends for an active, young male.
Phelps has to keep his intake up in order to compensate for all the calories he burns during the 30-hours per week he spends in training. He told NBC that an average day might have the following menu:
Breakfast: 3 fried egg sandwiches, 2 cups coffee, 5-egg omlette, bowl of grits, 3 pieces of french toast, 3 chocolate chip pancakes
Lunch: 1 pound pasta, 2 ham and cheese sandwiches, energy drink (1,000 calorie)
Dinner: 1 pound pasta, 1 large pizza, energy drink (1,000 calorie)
Three years ago, Phelps told an interviewer:
I eat pretty much whatever I want. I don't have a strict diet. It's all about cramming in as many calories into my system as I possibly can. To be honest with you, I have a tough time keeping weight on.
-all i have to say to this is...sick
excitement rather than chaos
i chose this week to rethink/relook at things. it is amazing. this is by far, or at least should be, one of the most stressful, exhausting times ever. We are taxed beyond belief, with work, life, things. instead of freaking out about them (as MAY have happened in the past) i have looked more internally. looked more at what has brought us to this point and how lucky we are to even be SO busy. we really are. it's amazing how much a little positivity helps your life out.
do you remember
Do you remember when you were a kid, all you wanted to do was grow up?
All i want to do is be a
kid!
Armani
I sold another item on craigslist the other day. it was an Armani suit that had been passed onto me. In all honesty, besides being a bit dated, the suit looked brand new. i had never worn it and i don't know if the woman that had it before me had worn it, but she was a woman of clothing and i wouldn't doubt that the suit was never put on, except to be tried on. i put this all documented in my ad. never claimed to have thoroughly inspected the suit at all, but that i was trying to get rid of it.
i get a scathing email from the woman that bought it. how dare i sell her something that i had represented as new (i didn't) and didn't i know that a moth had eaten a hold in the sleeve (no, i didn't). she reported a dispute against me at paypal before i even responded to the first unsavory email saying, "new item significantly not like as described"
i refunded her money with a sweet note attached saying how truly sorry i was and yes, if i had noticed the moth spot, i absolutely would have not sold her the suit. but i did tell her to return the suit to me, so that i could try to sell it to another unsuspecting sucker. im kidding. but really, people are SO on edge and so quick to judge these days.
i had just been talking to other people about this same thing. i was going to send a friend a newsstory that i had read about a husband getting folded up in a hide a bed and dying after he and his wife had had a fight. i thought it was, not funny, but a weird story and i was going to send it to a friend because the irony of the whole thing was amazing. well, i decided not to...only for the reason, that with my accident prone husband, i didn't want something to happen to him, by his own doing, and have them raid my emails and see that i was looking at this hide a bed story.
how sad is life when everyone assumes the worst about people? i always assume the best, unless they have shown me the worst and even then, i will say, i have moments of weakness and glimmers of hope that their best will shine through for me.
i get a scathing email from the woman that bought it. how dare i sell her something that i had represented as new (i didn't) and didn't i know that a moth had eaten a hold in the sleeve (no, i didn't). she reported a dispute against me at paypal before i even responded to the first unsavory email saying, "new item significantly not like as described"
i refunded her money with a sweet note attached saying how truly sorry i was and yes, if i had noticed the moth spot, i absolutely would have not sold her the suit. but i did tell her to return the suit to me, so that i could try to sell it to another unsuspecting sucker. im kidding. but really, people are SO on edge and so quick to judge these days.
i had just been talking to other people about this same thing. i was going to send a friend a newsstory that i had read about a husband getting folded up in a hide a bed and dying after he and his wife had had a fight. i thought it was, not funny, but a weird story and i was going to send it to a friend because the irony of the whole thing was amazing. well, i decided not to...only for the reason, that with my accident prone husband, i didn't want something to happen to him, by his own doing, and have them raid my emails and see that i was looking at this hide a bed story.
how sad is life when everyone assumes the worst about people? i always assume the best, unless they have shown me the worst and even then, i will say, i have moments of weakness and glimmers of hope that their best will shine through for me.
Realizing
how crazy life is. How messed up is it that i go to work at 6am, i get home around 5pm, i start doing random house things, such as making cornbread muffins, not at all cleaning up as i go, work out to a hideous billy blanks in even more hideous tie tyed torn shorts, and then crash into bed?
o.k., so maybe i skated
well, St. paul was this weekend and really, i think it is the most fun time throughout the year. I went with no intention of skating. I mean, i can't. my butt is broken still. we met up with Brad and Mary and Luke and Tess (pics to follow) and Brad was devastated. he was diagnosed with asthma in feb. at the age of 45 and after every race, well...it gets bad for a week or so. He was hacking up his lungs so much that he went to the doc and the doc said, "you cannot race this race coming up or the weekend after" brad's world crumbled a little.
he comes to meet us at the expo with a "renewed" outlook. and says, "you didn't bring your skates, did you (insert hopeful look here)?" No, i answered. he says with a smile, "my doc told me I coudln't race....(smirk) he didn't say i couldn't skate"
lo and behold, less than 24 hours later, I find myself at the start of the st. Paul marathon. i had some new cheap skates (78mm wheels), borrowed everything else and i was ready to go. at some point after mile 6 or so, i was feeling like i was done. told brad that i was just going to get a ride back to the start (that is what happens when your tailbone starts burning from pushing up hills on miniscule wheels). he would have nothing of it. not because he wouldn't finish, but more because he is a standup guy that wouldn't even leave me in the very capable hands of the cops that were stationed there. we skated to the start area again (12 miles)and i slowed down, was stopped by mary and the kids and proceeded to watch the rest of the race. highlights: t getting his BEST TIME EVER!!! 1:35:44 BABY!
The kids: you will see pics soon and understand
The food: fuddruckers afterwards.
ahhhh
he comes to meet us at the expo with a "renewed" outlook. and says, "you didn't bring your skates, did you (insert hopeful look here)?" No, i answered. he says with a smile, "my doc told me I coudln't race....(smirk) he didn't say i couldn't skate"
lo and behold, less than 24 hours later, I find myself at the start of the st. Paul marathon. i had some new cheap skates (78mm wheels), borrowed everything else and i was ready to go. at some point after mile 6 or so, i was feeling like i was done. told brad that i was just going to get a ride back to the start (that is what happens when your tailbone starts burning from pushing up hills on miniscule wheels). he would have nothing of it. not because he wouldn't finish, but more because he is a standup guy that wouldn't even leave me in the very capable hands of the cops that were stationed there. we skated to the start area again (12 miles)and i slowed down, was stopped by mary and the kids and proceeded to watch the rest of the race. highlights: t getting his BEST TIME EVER!!! 1:35:44 BABY!
The kids: you will see pics soon and understand
The food: fuddruckers afterwards.
ahhhh
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