Great Weekend!

I had a wonderful weekend - Friday night we took Steven to the Tilted Kilt (think Hooters, only better).  He had a great time, I think, or at least he seemed to.

I got up yesterday and went to the gym - Interval class.  I'm starting to hate it.  It's getting harder, more challenging, and yes, I know I need it.  But.....I got concerned yesterday because I actually broke out in a cold chill about 40 minutes in.  I had just been feeling unbelievably hot, and we got on the floor to do some abdominal stuff, and suddenly I've got goosebumps and had a cold chill go through me.  For the first time ever, I left class to go splash cold water on my face.  I went back to class and finished it, well all of it but maybe the last 3-4 minutes of it, but I had had enough.

Came home showered and dolled myself up for our photo shoot with my friend Crystal, who owns and operates Hello, Doll Photography (check her page out on Facebook).  Here are some of the shots:









Brian really hates having his picture made, but he was a good sport, although he did a great job of showing how freakin' crazy he can be sometimes!

We then went to see his mom and hung out over there for a while before coming back home.  I was sooooo sleepy when we got home!

Got up this morning, walked Gabriel and farted around the house til around 10.  Got my hubby up and we took the pups to the dog park, then went to the firing range to shoot some zombies in preparation for the coming apocalypse.  LOL  But seriously, we shot up our targets, came home and took a super awesome nap!  Fixed philly cheese steak sammiches for dinner, and gonna have ice cream for dessert.

I love my life, my husband, my son and my family!  Life is GOOD!!!!

Hodgepodge......

So tonight I tried Zumba at the gym.  That class is soooo not for me!  I am so uncoordinated when it comes to dance moves, and I just have no rhythm, that I won't be doing that class again.  It requires a lot of hip shaking and moves I just can't fathom being able to do - I tried, believe me I tried, but what I managed to do didn't look even remotely close to what the instructor was doing.  I am so glad they don't video record us in there!  LOL  Looks like I'll be sticking with interval, step and power classes, and maybe the occasional centergy class if Linda is the one teaching it.

Brian is watching "Saving Private Ryan".  Have I mentioned that I really don't care for war movies?  LOL  I married a soldier, but yet I don't like war movies. 

I cooked enchiladas for dinner tonight - Brian had requested them the other day, said he wanted me to make them at least once before he deploys.  I jokingly call them my "damn enchiladas" because I never really liked them that much, and I don't usually enjoy them all that much either, but of course I'll cook him anything he asks for that I'm capable of cooking.  And they were good enough that I'm taking leftovers for lunch tomorrow.

I have harvested some of the jalapeno peppers that I've grown, and Brian had one last night and a couple of them tonight.  Last night he mentioned that the one he ate was the hottest one he'd had in a while, if it wasn't the hottest one period.  Tonight, he chomped into one that had turned red, and he was like "OMG!!!!" and started choking and his eyes turned red and started tearing up.  He said it was waaaayyyy hotter than the one last night!  LOL  Insisted that Steven and I try it, too - he cut a small piece off and mixed it in with Steven's enchilada, and he didn't seem to be bothered by it.  Then he rubbed the pepper on a piece of my enchilada and I could smell it before I tasted it, and once I ate it, my mouth got a tad bit warm, but it really wasn't all that bad.  Of course that was just the juice from it, I can only imagine how hot it would have been had I eaten a piece.

Speaking of hot things - we ate at a chinese buffet a few weeks ago, and I had gotten some wasabi to try with a piece of sushi.  Let's just say that I didn't care for the piece of sushi that I tried, and the wasabi was "different".  I didn't find it to be painfully hot, but then again, I only tasted a teeny tiny bit of it.  Steven picks up a glob of it about the size of a garbonzo bean, and eats it.  He was fine for about 10 seconds, til the heat kicked in.  It was pretty funny to watch his reaction to that!

I am so glad tomorrow is Friday!  I plan on hitting the gym tomorrow afternoon and doing the step class.  I may try to hit the interval class on Saturday morning, but I'm not sure yet.  We have a photo shoot with Crystal Saturday afternoon -  gotta get some pictures made before Brian deploys!  He is trying his best to get out of it, as he really doesn't like having his picture made, but a promise is a promise!  LOL

I hope y'all have a great Friday tomorrow, and a fantabulous weekend!

Resentment.....

Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die.
~ Malachy McCourt

I saw that quote on someone's Facebook profile tonight.  Makes total sense to me.  Carrying resentments around is the same thing as holding a grudge and not forgiving someone.  It's not healthy, but I think we all do it to some extent or another.  I know I do.

I know I do, because I'm carrying resentments around in my heart and mind regarding several situations.  I'm the only one that can resolve these situations, well for the most part I'm the only one.  There's one situation that I can't resolve on my own - I have forgiven the person, without getting an apology, and I realize that I will likely never get one.  That resentment towards that situation may never resolve because of other people not directly involved in the it, appearing to have taken sides and trying their best to make me feel like it's all my fault and that I have to make the move to fix it.  Been there, tried it, and he didn't have a clue, even though I told him exactly what I expected from him.  So be it. 

Anyway, resentments cause conflict and give me an unsettled feeling that I cannot stand.  I don't like conflict, and just want life to be peaceful and happy.  I know there will sometimes be conflict, but I have a hard time dealing with it at times.  The conflicts that I have experienced recently are nothing at all like things that happened in the past - I think they are normal, run of the mill conflicts, but I know I overreact to them.  I feel damaged, unrepairable, at times.  I'm not going to rehash old feelings, but they're hard to get over sometimes.   A lot damn harder than I imagined they would be. 

Anyways, this wasn't mean to be a "Debbie Downer" type blog, just expanding on the quote I saw on Facebook.  I'm being entertained tonight by the dogs having their own form of conflict - Dominion and Gabriel are barking and talking to each other, jumping on each other, and just making a LOT of noise.  I uploaded a video of them playing - it's hard to watch, as they are moving back and forth rather quickly, but you get the idea.

Got a great workout in tonight in Interval class - talk about resentment!  I resent the hell outta this extra weight that I'm carrying around!  But I can only be mad at myself, and no one else.  I sometimes wish I could wake up thinner and in shape tomorrow, but I know that would never happen, except in fantasy land.  Oh well.....a girl can dream......

What a day......

So I get up this morning in a royally bad mood, mainly because I was awakened too darn early.  Not gonna say why, but it wasn't for anything good, fun or exciting.  I resorted to what I used to do when I would get mad - I started cleaning house.  I piddled around in the kitchen a little while, and after Brian got up and took the dogs to the dog park, I started cleaning the bedroom.

I got the bedroom cleaned up, and vacuumed and steam cleaned the carpet in the bedroom and living room.  I also cleaned up my desk, too.  I never finished up in the kitchen, was too tired from everything else.  Brian was watching "Alice in Wonderland" (the one with Johnny Depp) and I laid in the floor with him and fell asleep. 

We had a yummy dinner at our favorite BBQ place - McGhinn's Southern Pit in Griffin.  I tried the small rib plate tonight and damn it was good.  I didn't realize Steven loved brunswick stew as much he does - he put it on everything tonight - his bbq sandwich, his cornbread, and straight out of his bowl. 

Steven's at a sweet sixteen party tonight for one of his classmates.  On the way home from dropping him off, I started thinking about what kind of party to have for him, and where we would have it.  I can't believe he will be 16 this year!  (and if any of you have any party ideas for him, please let me know!)

Okay, I'm gonna share a personal injury story here, that's of a somewhat intimate nature.  Only because now I think it's kinda funny.  I was changing into some lounging around the house clothes, and my bra's underwire on one cup was coming through the material.  I didn't realize it, and somehow managed to cut the hell outta my bewb!  We are talking a 3 inch gash - not a scratch, but a GASH!!!  Removed skin and bleeding!!!!  NOT FUN!!!  But kinda funny now that it's been a while since it happened.  So ladies - if you wear underwire bras, make sure you regularly inspect them to insure that the wires aren't working their way out of the fabric - getting cut by one of those that has a rough edge is a bitch!

Well folks, I think I need to take a nap before it's time to pick Steven up from his party.  I hope everyone has a great Sunday tomorrow!

Why am I not surprised?

People just never cease to amaze me.  Before I go any further, yes, I am going to talk about someone, and yes, I'm sure it will sound like I am judging them.  I just can't help myself, they put their business out there for the world to see and it's just so hard not to have the thoughts that I'm having.

Let me start by saying - I do not know this woman.  She has a profile on a website that I am on, and I came across her profile a little over a year ago.  Because I find what she says interesting at times, I go to her profile on occasion.  She was always on the hunt for a FWB (friend with benefits, for anyone reading that may not be familiar w/the abbreviation). 

She recently had a child, and all throughout the pregnancy, she mentioned how she was "looking for a good man", and wondering why she couldn't find one, and when someone would ask "well, what about the child's father?", she would say that she was having this baby on her own, with no explanation.

So the other day, I visited her profile and she had made a comment that having multiple FWBs wasn't a wise thing.  Someone questioned her on it, and she admitted it was because she ended up pregnant and now she doesn't know which FWB is the father.  And I would imagine, being that ever how many men she was involved with, being that they were just FWBs, wouldn't be interested in helping her raise the child.

Part of me wants to feel sorry for her, but I just can't.  She did this to herself.   Why would a woman sleep with multiple men, without using protection (and not just against pregnancy but all the diseases that are out there)?  (and yes, I know, maybe she did use protection and it failed, but still....)

I do feel sorry for the child, to know that if she tells the child the truth of how it was conceived, it wasn't out of love, or at least with someone that the mother loved. 

Maybe I'm wrong for saying something here about this situation, but so be it.  That whole situation just screams of ignorance and carelessness. 

The Importance of Proper Sentence Structure

The boss had to fire somebody, and he narrowed it down to one of two people, Debra or Jack.  It was an impossible decision because they were both super workers.  Rather than flip a coin, he decided he would fire the first one who used the water cooler the next morning.


Debra came in the next morning with a horrible hangover after partying all night.  She went to the cooler to take an aspirin.


The boss approached her and said "Debra, I've never done this before but I have to lay you or Jack off."


"Could you jack off?" she says.  "I feel like shit."

Nothing ever goes as planned.....

Nope, it never does.  I made it to the gym yesterday afternoon, but didn't get much of a workout in.  Did the treadmill for about 15 minutes, and a few machines, but mostly watched Brian trying to instruct Steven on proper technique on some ab exercises, but it seems like when one of us tries to help Steven with working out, he doesn't pay much attention, which leads to frustration on our part.  Steven says he honestly wants to learn how to properly use the machines and work out, but he's just not paying attention when we instruct him on technique.  I'm hoping he improves with that before Brian leaves, because Steven and I won't always being working out together, doing the same things at the same time and I want to make sure he does things properly so that he doesn't injure himself.

Speaking of Steven - I took him to the doctor this afternoon.  He has his first case - ever - of bronchitis.  The last 3 nights he's coughed so hard that he's thrown up.  The doctor said he could hear some wheezing in his chest, so I'm very glad that I took him in this afternoon.  He got an inhaler, codeine cough syrup and antibiotics, plus he's got to take Mucinex to help as well. 

I didn't make it to the gym tonight, as I fell asleep sitting up in the chair at the doctor's office, and was so tired that I took an hour nap when we finally got home and settled from picking up his prescriptions.  Grilled some mean chicken tonight and made some pasta and English peas (some of those that I froze fresh last month).  I usually enjoy cooking dinner, when it all comes together and turns out good.  I hope that I don't lose my desire to cook when Brian goes on deployment.  It's much more economical to cook meals at home rather than to eat out all the time, and I need to start talking to Steven about that soon, too, as he really likes eating out.

Looks like the puppy will be living his life in his crate for a while, as he can't seem to stop having accidents in the house.  Brian moved the crate into the computer room last night, so if the puppy was howling at 3am, I didn't hear it.  It was so nice sleeping until the alarm went off this morning, with no interruptions!

Well the shower is calling my name, and I best answer it!  Good night!