I'm a "hapa" which is a term for mixed-raced. My mother is Japanese and my father is Italian/German. I have 2 sisters, one older & one younger. I have a dog named Peeps. He's a white fluffy dog who looks like a marshmallow, and tastes like one too. (jk)
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I'm 28 years old living with my perfect match in central New Jersey. I'm a musician at heart. I play the sax, viola & piano. Finally starting to teach myself guitar. Music is a hobby right now, and telecom is the industry I'm working in to pay the bills. I hope to get back into music performance again sometime in the near future. Gettin' hitched October 3, 2008.
I started wearing a loop recorder for my heart about a week ago.
I am wearing it b/c I started getting palpitations about a month ago that became more and more frequent. Docs think it's either b/c of anemia (b/c I changed my diet to vegetarian) or could be hormones or could be any other number of things.
I don't get pain when I have the palps. but I can't breathe when they happen...and it's just kinda annoying.
I wear the recorder with electodes under my right collar bone and one under my left breast.
They are wired to a looping recorder that constantly records 1 minute and then re-records over it...
When I have a palpitation I push a button on the recorder so that it records 1 minute before pushing the button and 40 seconds after. After recording, I call a number and transmit the reading through the phone. It's strange... somehow it sends an EKG through the phone that can be read on the other end...
Interesante...really it is.
Anyway, this is similar to the Holter Monitor which is worn for 24 hours, but Holter Monitors are good for people who have their symptoms daily so that it is almost guaranteed that they will be able to record their symptoms within the 24 hour timeframe... The benefit to the Looping monitor that I wear, is that since I do not have my symptoms everyday, I can wear it for longer than 24 hours, upping my chances of being able to catch and record my symptoms when they happen.
The downside to the Looping recorder is that I have to wear it for 30 days, and I am allergic to the electrode pads sticky stuff. They supplied me with hypoallergenic ones as well, but I am also allergic to those.
They are shipping me out some pediatric pads so I can try them out... It's soo itchy and painful. I get welts after taking the pads off, and they get itchy and start to blister. Above is a picture of one of the welts that has reduced significantly (is no longer raised) and it's funny, b/c it looks like a smiley face.
Went to the container store, bought a friggen truck load of stuff (literally) and brought it home.
Now the house is a mess... - I decided to clean out my closet and drawers to reorganize all my clothes. There was a point in my life where everything in my closet would hang in order of color and the hangers were evenly spaced. I wasn't always like that, but I'd like to get back there. Life was so much easier with that kind of organization. Right now I have piles (no joke) of clothes on the floor that include seasonal, donation, sell, trash, PJs, undies... My plan is to wash EVERYTHING, regardless of the fact that they are already clean... and then refold and hang everything. We bought some HUGE see-through storage bins so I can store big items and rarely worn items. So hopefully, I can manage those.
- We bought some kitchen cabinet/closet organizers that help us to utilize more vertical space, since that always seems to go to waste.
- We are redecorating the loft. Before we used to have Mike's desk and a bed in the loft. Also I had a card table as my desk, since I couldn't seem to fit anything else. The loft is big but since Mike's desk was so big, we had to design around the desk which meant leaving the desk in the middle of the room and the bed in an odd place in order for me to have a small wall to keep my desk. I will post the many designs we've had in the loft in pictures after all is said and done.
- We have decided on a final plan for the loft that includes a portion of the room, soley for the bed which will be seperated by sheer curtains. Then we are going to buy 2 of the same exact L shaped desks and place them on either side of the remaining portion of the room. Centered on the wall in front of the desks will be a TV and entertainment center. Between the 2 desks (in front of the bed) will be a sitting area (hopefully).
- We also recently bought a 40" Sony Bravia LCD TV for the den downstairs. It was one expense we splurged on. We have not bought a tv since we met and my TV is almost 6 years old and it's dying. It's sad how short lived they are.
Anyway - with all this organizing going on, I've finally decided to roll it over to wedding planning. I really need to get on the ball since there's really little relaxing time left. 9 months and counting...
We at least booked the honeymoon. We will be going to Tahiti, Moorea & Bora Bora for 10 days. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Something to look forward to--- destressing on the islands in solitude. *happy sigh*
It's funny, b/c the last time I got my blog rating was in July and it was rated PG13, with the following words:
* pain (14x) * crap (3x) * sex (1x)
I don't get it. Suddenly the amount of times I said PAIN & CRAP has gone down, and apparently the word 'sex' has disappeared. (well, not now since I just typed it of course).
Tonight I saw a brilliant movie. I decided to try out a local theater that plays a lot of international and indie films. I'm not REALLY into either, but I've heard raves about the movies shown at the Montgomery Cinema's in NJ, so I thought what the hell, I could use a night out by myself, why not catch a movie.
I saw "2 Days in Paris" It was so funny but so real. I've never seen a movie quite like it actually. There are few subtitles, b/c the setting is Paris, France. If you don't like subtitles, you'll still like this movie, the subtitles are funny! The acting was brilliant. It was almost like observing life, in it's true form, not acting.
I'm starting to sound a little corny and not making much sense, just go see it if you can!
If you can't, below is a preview ;)
When I got there, there is no line, there is actually no customers at all at this theater. Interesting. But Alas, I walk into the theater, medium popcorn and cup of coke in hand and I'm greated by 10 old couple head turns. YAY! I hope I made the right choice here.
Anyway, the movies goin and there's this part where a girl is in a towel and this old man behind me starts running off at the mouth, "Pussy, show us some Pussy!!"... and his gal pal is trying to shush him, and he says, "No, I want to see some Pussy!". Okay, I'm sorry, but I really don't like that word, and really I don't know if it's even going to allow my site to be accessible from offices now with that lingo on there. Eck...
It was a little awkward, b/c I was sitting all by myself in the row in front of him and I had no one to rant to about this vulgar man. And honestly, I felt a little violated by him even though we couldn't really see each other. ECK.
It was an odd experience, but the movie made up for it!
I'm really feeling the joy of all that is Fibromyalgia tonight.
I don't understand, I have yet to figure out a pattern to the pains I get.
I used to keep a log. What day it was, what time, what the weather was like, what part of my body was hurting, how long it hurt etc...
No pattern.
Sometimes I would ache a day before a storm, and some days I wouldn't. Sometimes I wouldn't get any aches until after a storm, and sometimes I wouldn't get any pain at all. Sometimes when it's a beautiful perfect day, I ache.
I believe it has something to do with a change in barometric pressure, for better or for worse. Whenever theres a big change (i.e. bad weather to good or vice versa).
For years I thought I had RA (Rheumatoid Arthritis)...and so I was told by ppl for so long. But after many blood tests, the RA factor was low. There was no test actually proving to me that I had it. Finally, my wonderful, out of the box thinking doctor referred me to a Rheumatologist. Seems like common sense, but I had no clue what was wrong with me.
I had this tender points test given to me, and I was tender in 15 of the 18 points. It was really strange, b/c when the doc would push on those points it hurt really bad. Like someone digging their finger into a pressure point on your body. After lifting his hand from the tender point I would have a lingering feeling as if he was poking a bruise. I thought this was normal and that everyone felt those pains. I was wrong.
Anyway. I have learned to manage and deal with the pain. It can be debilitating at times, but I take pain meds (such as Tylenol etc...) to help and heat always works really well for me.
When it's really bad, I prefer to sleep through the pain so I don't have to deal with it, so I pop some Tylenol PM or Flexiril and out I go.
My fibromyalgia keeps me up most nights. I never really get a good nights sleep. I am out for at least 8 hrs each time. But according to a sleep test I took, I get less than 30mins of TOTAL cummulative REM sleep. Ah well - I'm alive and still kickin'.
I can deal.
I think the whole point of writing this was to express how happy I am that Tylenol PM was invented. I just popped a few and can't wait to get to sleep.
Last night we held a Board Game night at our place. It was fun.
The night started out a bit slow, people trickling in between 7:30-8:30. Sitting around munching on snacks/chips and some pizza.
We started out playing a game of ye ole Scrabble.
Then moved on to Cranium Pop 5 or something. It took longer than expected to actually figure out how to play, but once it was underway, it was pretty interesting. It's funny watching what people will do to try and earn their team some points.
We wound up only making it to one last game for the rest of the evening. And that game was Apples to Apples. By far one of the easiest and most fun games I've ever played.
The only pieces in the game are cards, Green ones and Red Ones. SOOO FUNNY.
We wound up playing from about 10pm-3am in the morning. Literally...There is no exaggeration there.
We wound up playing all the cards provided in the game. INSANE really.
It was quite hillarious.
It was the first time any of us had played the game, so WOO HOO, it is a keeper.
Mike & I were planning on painting all the doors in our house (some 17 or so) today, b/c they are still primer colored, but I just don't think that is going to happen, considering I woke up around 3pm today.
Ten on Tuesday : "Ten things I will NEVER do again" Edition
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
It's sliiiightly late, but heregoes anyway.
(In no particular order, of course)
#1 : get another tonsillectomy. Not because I can't get another, but because I WON'T get another one. The truth is, those damned tonsils can grow back, and if they do, then they are fierce mothafatha's and I'll just leave them be. That was hell, and I ain't goin' back.
#2 : brazillian wax. That's right ladies, and what gents out there read this, I will NEVER get a brazillian wax again. Maybe that's too much information for ya, but in case it's not, let me just dive in a little further (no pun intended)... but, it sticky, it's hot, it's wax. And there's a reason our body DOES NOT produce WAX down there, it's because, it just simply DOES NOT belong down there. OUCHHHYYYYYY. Not worth the effort, IMHO.
#3 : go out of the country on a guided tour. I went on one this year to Italy and I can honestly say, it wasn't all that bad, but if I had my choice. No TOUR. No TOURGUIDE, No TOURBUS, No TOURGROUP. Can you believe that people in their 70's and up still get in catty little fights like women over who sits where during dinner?!
#4 : Lose touch with my nearest and dearest friends. If you can see from my previous post, I lost touch with a lot of friends and in the end, was left with none when I became single. Luckily I made tons of new friends...but those friendships I now hold close to my heart and I will never let them go. We will work through thick in thin to keep things in the good between us!
#5 : LOOK when a coworker tells me to look at a girl in a tight white jumpsuit at work wearing a hot pink leather thong underneath it. What the FOCK?!
#6 : dye my hair blonde. I did this back in 2001. It was 'okay' for back then. I would never do it again. First of all, I could never get away with it, since I'm asian, and it makes my hair all hard like straw. ECK. (However, I did have a hotpink streak in my hair when I was in HS for a short period of time, I didn't say I would never do that again. Muuuhahahaha)
#7 : Drive to Ohio. Dude, if you've gotta go, get on a jetplane and fly the 1 hr it takes to get there. It's worth the money. Unless you are going with a friend who is your twin in hysterics the entire drive. I had a blast when I went, but I would never choose to do it again.
#8 : Pull over when someone is chasing me in a car. I did this when I was in college and super naive. A truck full of mexicans were following me and a college gal pal of mine around Virginia and we just kept laughing at them, b/c seriously who follows 2 girls in the late-teens? Uh. duh. Crazy psycho's is who! Yeah, we learned that shortly after we pulled the car over and they did the same, and proceeded to get out of the car and walk towards us. AHHHHH
#9 : Put both of my legs in the air while driving a car over railroad tracks. Yeah, uh huh, another stupid thing I did in college. A gal pal of mine told me and my roomie to do this as we drove over railroad tracks... so one night we were driving and came across a set of railroad tracks, we gunned the car over the tracks and lifter our legs. Just as the car came crashing back to the ground from being suspended in mid air, we were back up again, b/c there was a 2nd set of tracks right after it. Hop hop hop... my car was a rabbit that night. We did a nice little 180 in mid-air. came crashing down, started laughing our asses off in hysterics b/c we scared the shiat out of ourselves, and why the hell do we listen to anybody who is in college?!
#10 : I will NEVER attempt to make cinnamon toast in a toaster oven again. I tried it once, started a fire, and made myself the laughing stock of the neighborhood. Never Again.
Blog Talkers #32 : What I miss most about being single.
What do you most enjoy, or miss, about being single?
Huh, good one. I have to admit, I could be stereotyped into one of those girls who has never actually been single. But there was this one time back in 2004. I was single for a whole 8 months (before finding my fiance, of course *wink*).
What I miss most is hanging with my friends, who were single at the time too. We had so much fun. We went on mini trips to everywhere together and just had a blast being single and being friends. I can't honestly remember the last time I had such a great friend bonding time.
My last relationship lasted about 5 years and during that time I had absolutely NO FRIENDS except for the guy I was dating. How BORING is THAT!!! Finally, I had a moment of freedom and it was a blast!!! I MISS THAT! I miss the single girls and guys that I was friends with. (Go figure, I'm still friends with all of them, except now they are no longer single.) hehe... now we do 'couple-stuff' which is just as fun :) and my new dude allows me to have friends. What a love. *lol*
Do you buy brand name or generic "no name" items when you grocery shop? Are there any brands that you are completely loyal to, no ifs and/or buts?
Honestly, I don't buy all brand names or generic items. Sometimes, if the price is right and I know I'm getting a decent quality item, I'll buy the cheapest. I also believe in the slogan, "You get what you pay for".
I'm not a coupon cutter, though I really wish I was. It's something I will have to force myself to do, and once the coupons are cut, they get shoved into a pile or a bag and are never seen again. And everytime I go shopping I think about the coupons I spent many minutes of my life (that I will never get back) cutting and shoved in a bag and could've used for a something at that moment.
It's a horrible vicious cycle that I can't seem to get myself out of.
Cutting coupons is actually very relaxing, once you get into it.
Ten on Tuesday : "10 Nicest Things People Have Done for You" Edition
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Wow. I think this edition is going to take quite a lot of thought, and even though I've technically had an extra day to think about it, I just don't think I will be able to write about 10 different things and stick to those...but here goes anyway.
(in no particular order)
#1 : This has happened on multiple occasions and everytime it happens, I get a little teary eyed. I'm sure most women can relate to this... Have you ever been in line at a department store and it's coupon day, and 'What the Hell!' you didn't get the memo. I mean, the BIG memo, like the 75% off coupon day memo. You're standing in line surrounded by a sea of women with carts spilling over with clothing and the like. Why does everyone have so much SHIT in their carts?! It's COUPON DAY, and you don't have a coupon. So sad, you feel so dissed. I mean, like REALLY dissed. You hope that when you get to the cashier and she/he asks you if you have a coupon and you say no, that the person standing behind you in line doesn't notice. Because how can you be so STUPID. Then suddenly, the customer who stands at the cashier now, in front of you, finishes checking out and turns to you and says, "Do you have a coupon? If you don't, here, take mine." And you thank and thank and thank her over and over and over and over until eventually you feel weak in the knees and fall the the ground and kiss her feet.
#2 : I've always had a love for music. I am not a famous musician, but I love to perform. I used to play the alto saxophone in Junior High. I was the only girl who played the saxophone. I was one of the better players and the boys would get a little jealous when my teacher would praise me. So... when it came award time, all the boys went up and got special awards, and I didn't get any. I was sad, and I felt like such...a girl. Then, at the very end of the ceremony, my teacher announced one last award. One super special award. It was the 'Unsung Hero Award' and my band leader gave it to ME and praised how wonderful of a musician I was, and how committed I was to making beautiful music and how I would never brag and I was modest etc...and that I should be praised for that alone. Being a great musician without having to tell people I was. She was a wonderful instructor.
#3 : My boyfriend loves me for who I am. Not who I was, or who I will be. He loves ME. It is quite amazing. I couldn't ask for anything more. I have dated men in the past who I thought loved me for me, and when I saw through all the bullshit I realized why they really loved me, whether it be for the way I looked, my 'exotic' ethnicity, my musical talent, my age, or the fact that I was a girl who just wasn't going to 'hurt' them. I have finally realized what true love is, because of the way my boyfriend loves me. This is the nicest thing he has ever done for me...love me the way I am.
#4 : I'm realizing that this list is going to take me forever. And so I will have to end the rest of the list like this...
#5 : My
#6 : Parents
#7 : Gave
#8 : Me
#9 : Life
#10 : without that -- i wouldn't be here writting this list which seems to have gotten a little of topic. NO?
Hmmm. I don't believe every dream has a meaning, though some do.
My current recurring dream is very scary and almost every time I have it, I wake up screaming.
I dream that I am hanging out in some part of someone's house and there is a man. He slowly turns his head to face me and stares, and in that split second that we make eye contact, he jolts towards me and is standing as close to me as you can possibly get to someone's face without touching them.
Then...I wake up.
I have NO CLUE what this dream means, except that maybe I have to face my fears of something. I hope I figure out what fear it is I have to face before I have this dream again, b/c it's pretty friggen scary...
After much stress about my current body image, I've decided to take a jump back into the Weight Watchers pool. Tummy tamer bathing suit and all. LOL
Today is my first day. I did good. Kept within my point range and I'm raring to go.
Thankfully, I have a gym membership and have been utilizing it. Unfortunately all I can really work on at the gym is Cardio and weights with my legs.
I have tendinitis in my shoulders so I won't be doing any toning there. ARGH...that's the most upsetting. My personal trainer tells me my body fat percentage isn't bad at all... He also says I have little to no fat in my legs. HA! Where was he measuring?! Anyway... I guess that means all my body fat is in the 'middle' WOO WOO, and my arms. Damn arms.
Oh and to add to it, the reason I got tendinitis is because I had weak arms to begin with and was put through an endurance test that lasted about 30 minutes. I completed it and well at that. But now...f'n shoulders.
That's my rant.
My 1st OFFICIAL Weigh In (WI) is next Monday, the 30th.
What are your opinions on the subject of giving personal information out in your blog entries? Do you use the real names of the people you blog about? Have you ever had a bad experience with someone getting 'too much information'? I'd like to know: Do the people that you blog about ever complain that you are blogging about them?
My opinions on the subject of giving personal information out in my blog entries is that, if I didn't want something known, I would most likely keep it to myself. But, in most cases I try to be as real as I can be, and that means coming to terms that hey...I AM REAL, so I do have embarrassing moments, and I do stupid things that I regret, and yeah, sometimes I do things that I am proud of.
I DO use the REAL names of people that I blog about. Most people who read my blog are people who already know me. If you happen to be one of those who stumble about... then you most likely don't know me, therefore the names of the people I blog about don't matter much to you. However, I will NEVER use someone's full name. There is some degree of privacy instated here. And as in 'real' life person to person conversation...most times just the first name is stated, eh?
The only bad experience I have had due to the info I've posted on my blog, would be a response to an entry I wrote when I was angry at someone in my family. The comments left were not all that nice. Luckily...I came to terms with my anger and deleted that entry and left the past in the past.
I haven't gotten any complaints from people about me blogging about them. I'm not such a bad person that I would blog so horribly about someone on my site.
#2 - I have major stage fright and hate attention.
#3 - #2 screws up my total enjoyment of #1
#4 - I love marshmallows. That includes anything in the flavor or, look of, smell of or consistancy of marshmallows.
#5 - I love crunchiness. If it is not marshmallowy, it has to be crunchy.
#6 - I tend to pack on the calories when eating a healthy sandwich, b/c I have to layer potato chips on top of it to satisfy #5.
#7 - I think I am growing - vertically that is
#8 - um, horizontally also
#9 - I love symmetry.
#10 - there are so many questions in my head at all times. Questions that I do not know the answer to and therefore, thinking of them over and over eventually the questions don't make sense anymore and I get tired, and then finally fall asleep
I just wanted to post this, b/c I want to participate in the Ten on Tuesday post sessions...
Never thought I'd be one of 'those'...but I am suddenly addicted to WoW (World of Warcraft). Holy crap.
Mike and I started playing it about a week ago and I can honestly say, I've never been so addicted to a game like this before. It's a computer game so I'm really feelin' a little ... um... white and nerdy. Ya hur?
It's been awhile since I've stayed up past midnight. Usually, Mike and I are asleep by 10pmish..
Maybe since Mike is away for the week, I feel like rebelling? Nahhh..
I caught up on some much needed sleep this weekend, and got to have my dog with me to keep me company. He's such a great companion.
2 more days alone, and then I'm off to Savannah. I checked the weather yesterday and today and so far, it looks like there's going to be some rainy weather most of the days I'll be there. I'm not going to get bummed out though...there are lots of things I've planned to do that are mostly indoors ;)
Anyway... I'm nervous as hell to find out the results from my latest pulmonary appt that I had on Thursday.
The last test I had done was a bone marrow biopsy in November and those results came back negative.
This past Thursday I had a follow-up CT scan of the chest done. The lymphnodes on my lung haven't changed much but the infiltrate has gotten bigger. I retook the PFT (pulmonary function test) and my results (usually being borderline normal) are now above normal. GOOD NEWS!!! I also had some blood tests done. I'm not sure what tests exactly were done (i should ask more questions when I'm there)...but I think they are repeats of things that were done in the past, plus some.
My pulmonologist was a little concerned with the infiltrate getting larger, since I had a broncoscopy at the end of last year to flush it out. The results from whatever fluid was taken during that procedure...came back negative as well... Not exactly sure what they were testing for though. I guess just any sort of abnormality.
Anyway... My pulm told me they need to be more aggressive now, b/c there is something wrong, we just don't know what and we need to find out. So that day, I went and got a PET Scan done to see if the infiltrate area is 'active'. It was an interesting procedure. They had these nice little private rooms with leather lazy boy recliners, a flat screen wall mounted tv and a remote... I guess they provide these rooms b/c the prep time for these test is kind of long ... (1-2 hours).
I had to drink this huge waterbottle full of Barium (eck - 'cause it was warm) and then they injected me with a radioactive sugar. The scan itself too about 30 minutes. They did the scan from the hips up.
I finally finished all my testing late that night ... having started at 9am after a 1.5 hr commute there and home.
Anyway - I still have to clean up the place before I leave, and still have to pack. Babysitting my niece tomorrow night so I wonder where I will find the time.
Mike and his 2 friends left this morning for Maine. They are going to be in Maine for about a week on a ski trip.
I opted out on this trip, b/c I can't stand the cold, and with a high of 3 degrees in Maine, I don't think I'd have a good time, plus... I've only skiid a handful of times in my life.
I'm home with my dog for the weekend, then back to work on Monday and Tuesday.
I've been thinking, that being home alone for a week, will drive me CRAZY!...
So, I've decided to go on a destress vacation by myself. I am going to Savannah, Georgia on Wed and coming back Saturday night. I've never been on a vacation by myself...but I've always wanted to try it.
Priceline.com had great prices, extremely affordable. Airfare, Hotel, Rental Car was all less than $450 for 4 days/3 nights. Truly amazing.
I plan to go to the river walk there and experience the nightlife and live music, Tybee Island and the lighthouse, all the art galleries, and a Day Spa on the day that I leave.
So, we're going to Italy in April. The money for the trip is due in February. Ugh.
I still have to get a passport, since I've never had one before. I should really get on that, I think haha.
Mike and I are going to Italy with the Italian/American Club. We don't belong to it, but some relatives of him do and when we found out about their trip to Italy, we couldn't pass it up!
I'm excited, I've never been out of the country before. I guess I'm a little nervous because of that too. It finally snowed, If you can really even call it that. There's a dusting on our cars this morning. I'm surprised seeing as it's still in the 40's. I decided to start up sax lessons again, and I'm going to try this music school around the corner from my house. My first lesson is on Saturday morning. I wonder if it'll be good. I think they think I'm a beginner, but I've played sax since I was 10 years old...(16 yrs total I guess that would mean), but I haven't performed in about 6 years... AHHH! Mike starts his voice lessons tonight. He is going to be instructed by a Vocal Teacher from Princeton University. (was one of his Christmas gifts from me). Finally got a response back from my Pulmonologist's fellow. We've been communicating via email for over a month, which started back when I asked -- what's the next step.
Each email she told me how she either couldn't get in touch with the Doc, or he hasn't been able to respond yet. I didn't think it would be that hard to say... "No next step" or "come in for follow up".
Anyway, I got frustrated and let her know. She responded saying that my Doc wants me to come in for Follow ups and repeat lab tests and CT scans. I wonder if the lymphnodes have changed at all.
Still having nightsweats (less frequently though), having dry cough (could be related to onset of chronic sinusitis), ear infections, sore throat etc...
Seeing an ENT to get allergy tested, hopefully that's all it is. Got paid today - YAY!... It's a hefty check this week, b/c I forgot to hand in my time sheet for the week of christmas and didn't get that in my last paycheck. AHH I love Affinity FCU as a bank. It's so much better than Commerce, seeing as Commerce likes to charge ppl for random things. Gotta leave for work, not looking forward to the snowy car I'm going to have to clean off.
Ever get that feeling where you were so excited to go somewhere, it gave you butterflies in your stomach. You anticipate getting there and doing whatever you're going to do and you just can't wait. That's the feeling I get when I come home from work and I can't wait to sit down at the kitchen table, chow down on some dinner and chug some Gatorade.
Recently Mike and I had that feeling. 4 nights in a row actually... Oh yes, 4 crrrrazy nights.
It all began at BJ's Wholesale store where Mike spotted a bulk case of Gatorade(32oz) bottles in different flavors. As expected, he was thinking of me and how much I love me some Gatorade, so he popped it into the cart and off we went. (How thoughtful)
That night, he handed me a Red (Fruitpunch flavored) Gatorade bottle to drink. As I went to open it, I got frustrated. I stood there for a good 2 minutes (which is actually a pretty long time) and tried to open the bottle. It wouldn't budge.
Thinking to myself, "Damn, I really need to get in shape", I handed Mike the bottle to open. Thinking to myself, "Damn, he really needs to get in shape too", as he struggle to open the bottle...I finally realized it's not us, it's the bottle. The friggen thing wouldn't open. We tried and tried, and I even received a war wound from wrestling with the gator and sliced open an area right below my middle finger on the palm of my hand from trying to open the damned thing.
Anyway, I was a little let down. I had gotten my hopes up anticipating the taste of Gatorade. We brought the bottle upstairs with us and decided to just wait a little while and try again.
We waited, we tried, we failed.
It took us 2 days to finally open that bottle of Gatorade.
As the days went by, each night Mike bringing up a bottle of Gatorade for me to drink, we started to realize a pattern. The yellow ones are pretty hard to open and the red ones, forget about it, they take days.
Our most recent endeavor involved a red bottle. It started 4 days ago. We figured we probably wouldn't be able to open it, but were ready to take the challenge anyway.
Day 1 - twist and turn, twist and turn --- nothing budged but the skin on our now callused hands.
Day 2 - One attempt - very brief -- returned bottle to kitchen counter
Day 3 - He tried - I didn't.... I tried not to think about the Gatorade (it's been 3 days since I've had a sip!!!)
Day 4 - Anxiety building, looking forward to conquering the gator...
Day 4 (30 minutes later) - SUCCESS after about 30 minutes of battle. We tried using a knife, razor blade, needle-nose pliers, regular pliers and our own brute strength.
We were lucky enough to capture the final moments on video...
Take a look for yourself
I think I'm going to write a letter to the folks over at Gatorade. I truly LOVE and enjoy the drink, I just can't stand not being able to pop one open and quench my thirst when I need to. 4 days just won't do.
Today I noticed that when I go into the public restrooms at work or in any public facility, I walk up to the stall, and slowly push the door open. I stand back a little bit and try to peer in to see if there is any pee on the seat, nastiness left in the bowl, or any hairs on the rim. If there are any of the things, I say "Ewww", literally, then step back and slowly move onto the next making the same motions.
I think that's kind of funny and I've noticed other women doing the same thing, but I've also noticed those who just don't care and will walk right into one of the stalls I classified as "Ewww" and sit right down. YIKES!
My advice for women is :
- forget about those stupid toilet protectors, if you know anything, you know they don't help, always use the Hover method when in a public restroom.
- when washing your hands, get your paper towels first, tuck them under your arm and wash your hands. Before you turn off the water, take the papertowel out from under your arm and turn off the faucet, then take that same paper towel and use it to pull the lever that gets more papertowels... Throw out your paper towel, then grab the new bunch, dry your hands and take paper towel with you to the door. To open door, use papertowel!!! Then throw it out.
There are waaaay too many women who just don't wash their hands, then wind up touching that nasty pee covered door handle. ECK!!!!
"All men seek happiness. This is without exception. Whatever different means they employ, they all tend to this end. The cause of some going to war, and of others avoiding it, is the same desire in both, attended with different views the will never takes the least step but to this object. This is the motive of every action of every man, even of those who hang themselves."
-Philosopher & Mathematician, Blaise Pascal
It's about happiness. Not about the people who went to war for W.Bush, please keep that in mind.
I need stamps, and lots of them. I should've finished sending out my Christmas cards last week, but I didn't. I should've at least bought stamps to send them out, but I didn't, now I'm going to have to rush around on Monday to send them out before the mailmen make their pickups at the mailboxes so that my list of people get their cards BEFORE Christmas.
I guess that's why it's always safe to get cards that just say, have a nice holiday season and a happy new year...
...believe I made the wrong decision in sponsoring a child. One person in particular actually came right out and said I've been "had". Then again, this one person in particular is the only person I know that rarely says anything positive about what other people do.
It makes me think, maybe I've been "had" but what if I haven't been. And I put myself in those people shoes who need sponsoring and wish that people would just believe.
Most people I know have something good to say about people who have a kind heart. Because even if I have been 'had', I would be upset, but the contribution I made is not something I cannot afford.
I am proud for what I've done, and felt I should just put that out here right now. If people feel I made the wrong decision, they can voice that, but don't need to start getting upset, and angry at me for doing it. I wanted to tell people about it with hopes that it may interest them. And if they do not agree with it, they would be kind enough to keep it to themselves or be polite about saying No.
Some people like to push people down when they are up, and if you look into it a bit, you realize why.
It is also people like this, that post bad comments and replies as well, so look out for some.
**please note that this entry is not about my questioning a charitable donation. It is just about something I experienced today and had to get out of my system.
