Monday, August 28, 2006

I joined the Gym....UGH

Why? Cause I'm in pitiful shape. When the friendly trainer asked me how many pounds I wanted to lose, my reply was "ALOT".

My legs have been feeling weaker, I'm assuming from the Parkinson's and I am determined to build my strength. The nice trainer man asked me, "What special event is coming up? Why do you want to do this now?" Why? Hello, look at me. But seriously, I didn't want a "special event". I didn't want to "lose it in 6, 9, or 12 months". I didn't want to "hit it Monday" as my grandmother so often declared of her never ending diet. God rest her soul, I just want to start a new healthy habit.

As I did my stomach crunches this morning, and felt my poor stomach cramping. I thought to myself: "Next time you eat fried food, sweets or anything wonderfully gooey. Remember these cramps."

More Musings Later-

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

This has nothing to do with Writing, but....

Rachael Ray. I'd like to take a vote. Those of you that watch the Food Channel know who this person is. My question to you is: Do you like her? or does she grate on your nerves? As you might imagine, she grates on my nerves. Why, you ask?

Top 10 Catch Phrases I can't stand from Rachael Ray
10. "Good to Go"
9. "Let it hang out in the garbage bowl"
8. "Let it hang out in the marinade"
7. "My Daddy's from Louisiana"
6. "Dee-Lish"
5. "Yummo"
4. "Beeeeeautiful"
3. "MMMMmmmmmmm!!!!!!!" (tasting her own food)
2. "Awesome"

1. I can't make up my mind which is more irritating. You decide.

Also: Most irritating part of $40 a Day
When she leaves a 15% tip for the server and it is calculated down to the penny. If I were a server, I would smack her into next week.

Ahhhhhh, I feel better now. How do I know so much about Ms. Ray? Cause I can't stop watching her pesky perky self. That's sick, isn't it????

More musings later-

Thursday, August 03, 2006

A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Hospital...

I'm fine....really. I just have a 90% chance that I won't be having visits from "Granny Grunt" anymore. And, I am THRILLED over that. Pretty sore, but doing ok.

It's funny, one minute I'm talking to a nurse and being wheeled into surgery, and the next minute, she is slapping my forehead to wake me up. Ahhhh, that Toradol is a wonderful thing ;)

As I chitchatted with this nurse, she asked what I did for a living and I told her. She looked a little amused and asked, "Will you be writing in your blog about this?".

What do YOU think?
More Musings Later.