Snacks & Sprains

Well it was inevitable. I hurt myself. SOMEHOW I have sprained my thumb/hand and it hurts like hell. When I couldn't open my "Pub Mix" snack jar this morning, I roamed the halls at work looking for a big strong man to help me. Found one! I'm sure I looked like a full-on retard carrying around the huge tube I bought from Costco, although that is nothing new for anyone here that knows me. I'm happy now. I had my protein shake on the way to work, and now I have my pretzel/rice cracker/etc. mix and beef jerky handy with my gallon of water so I don't inadvertently pig out on cookies/donuts/potato chips and what-not. It is upper-body day at the gym, but with my injury I may have to switch to lower-body, and just do kicks tonight instead of punches.

Eggs Benedict is My Fav!

Making eggs benedict.

First of all, it's a cinch. I made myself some this morning, I have to eat breakfast now to rev up my metabolism. Yeah, I know it's not egg whites and broccoli, but I have to eat TASTY food or there is no point in living. Balance. It is all about balance.

First, boil your eggs in this little contraption. (I'm super technical.) Then, toast your English muffins and warm up some Canadian bacon. Make your hollandaise sauce (from package, or scratch) then pop the eggs on the muffins, pour the sauce over top and finish with a little paprika and parsely. NUMMERS! I also had this little natural fruit drink thingee.

Now I'm going to go kickbox.

Gotta Love Denis Leary

I just listened to the "I'm an asshole" song. LOL!

I love Denis Leary. Such a catchy little tune. I'm singing "I'm an asshole, I'm an asshole" meandering around the house at 1 am. Listen to it, you'll see what I mean.

Costco Haul

The Costco cart has changed a bit. Instead of chocolate cake, I'm getting Zone Protein Bars, and instead of getting an iced mocha every morning, I bought some protein shakes. That'll kill some calories and feed my muscles! I'm getting serious. No more messing around with flab, damnit!

I keep winning the front desk flower bouquets at work. (They have a drawing every Friday.) People are getting suspicious I have a secret admirer. LOL!

New Sandals!

My new cute sandals! You can't tell from the awkward pic, but they are kitten heels. It hurt to walk in them today. See below.

Dead Muscles

Well, I could sit here and whine and complain about how I can't walk, or sit down, or move in general, but nah. You guys are constantly hearing me complain, so I won't tell you about my ab pain from crunches, or about how when I move my arms I wince, or about falling onto the surface I am about to sit on because my quad muscles fail. I really want to put on Ben Gay, but I hate the smell and you CANNOT get it off of you! I refuse to go to work like that. Gotta smell pretty at work. Gotta smell pretty all the time. Note to self: Throw Ben Gay out.

Work is work, sleep is sleep and pain is pain. That's it. My Godmother is coming to visit for a week next Friday, so that will be great fun, but until then it's all about getting an iron-ass. It better be worth it. I'm just sayin'.

Muscle Failure Workouts

O.M.G. I am going to DIE. Started lifting weights again on Monday. I did squats and lunges today and I am sore ALREADY. Those of you who work out know what that means. It means the next two days will SUCK. Big time. I have ice on my thighs (quads) right now. OW. I may have overdone it. A tad.

Parking Spots & Fire Pits

Behold the parking spot! The elevator is only 20 feet away! I feel spoiled. Executive by day, badass by night!

The only pic I took at the BBQ, sorry, I was preoccupied. They have a firepit in their backyard, and it felt like I was camping! I want one now. Holy crap, I didn't get home until 4 am. I don't do THAT very often! It kicked my ass.

Uncaffeinated

OK I didn't take a pic of my parking space. I forgot. But don't worry, I'll do it on Monday, I know how much you are dying to see it. HA.

I'm on my way to a BBQ all the way down at Bonney Lake, which is a few hours from my house. I should have some pics from that or at least some good stories. For now, here is a picture of uncaffeinated CrazyDogMama driving in the car. I really need a hobby. Oh, wait, this IS my hobby. Crap.

Weak Week

OK, so my week has been weak. The highlight so far is finally getting a parking space under my building! WOOT! I have been on the waiting list since I started there, which was 6 months ago. I get to take an elevator straight up to my office now! No more walking 50 miles in crazy weather from the stinky, dark and creepy public parking hole! I can wear pumps to work! My hair won't go flat! WEEE! Well, it is exciting to me, anyway. I will take a picture of my parking spot tomorrow in all of its glory.

Run Down

I'm feeling really run down. So tired. I come home from work and almost immediately fall asleep, and I sleep a LOT on the weekends. I'm not getting things done that I need to get done. I don't feel especially depressed, I don't really feel anything at all. Not sure what to do.

In the Loop

OK, I'm back in the loop, thanks guys! I have a need to know what is going on. I'm rather tenacious about getting answers sometimes.

Stickies & Fuzzies

These are the new 'stickies' my department will be using at work.

And here are the buzz-cut fuzzies. Don't laugh, they are sensitive about it.

One Word

One Word...

Where is your mobile phone? Bra.

Your hair? Blonde.

Your mother? Crazy.

Your father? Missed.

Your favorite thing? Crackberry.

Your dream last night? Captive.

Your favorite drink? Mocha.

Your dream/goal? Retirement.

What room are you in? Office.

Your hobby? Internet.

Your fear? Diabetes.

Where do you want to be in 6 years? Elsewhere.

Where were you last night? Home.

Something that you aren't? Patient.

Muffins? Chocolate.

Wish list item? New camera lens.

Last thing you did? Email.

What are you wearing? Sage blouse.

TV? HD

Your pets? Funny.

Friends? Some.

Your life? Boring.

Your mood? Pissy.

Missing someone? Yes.

Drinking? Coffee.

Your car? SUV.

Something you're not wearing? Socks.

Your favorite store? Amazon.

Your favorite color? Red.

When is the last time you cried? Weeks.

Where do you go to over and over? Work.

People who email me regularly? Friends.

My favorite place to eat? Italian.

Favorite place I'd like to be at right now? Bed.

FAIL

This about sums up my day yesterday.

Aerodynamic Dogs

I broke down and got the pups professionally groomed, but they were so badly overgrown and matted that they had to buzz cut my poor babies! They look, well, not so much like Cairn Terriers right now. More like miniature coyotes. LOL! The groomer felt bad that she had to cut them so short that she gave me a discount. At least they are cool now for the heat wave! They are also aerodynamic.

My lawn is completely dead. Brown and DEAD. I guess I'll have to hire a gardener, too. Sigh.

It's Too Hot

Happy 105-degree Wednesday!

Africa Hot

I'm melting. It is 93 degrees INSIDE my house at 8:45 pm. It was over a hundred today and going to be even hotter tomorrow. UG. If I had air-conditioning in my house, it wouldn't be so bad, but I don't. I have one of those little window ones for my bedroom (THANK GOD), but that poor little thing is cranking so hard I'm wondering if it'll make through the heat wave.

I just got done hosing off the patio, the dogs and myself. That helps. It is too hot to eat. Sunday night it was hot too, so I made Jamaican jerk shrimp salad. MMMMMM.

And finally, the wine picture is hung, and I have more foliage for the basket pot.

Redecorating

Went shopping with Ma today, we are both redecorating a little. I found the most beautiful wine painting to go in my dining room. I will show it in all of its glory on the red wall later when it is hung. I also found this cute little basket pot. I need to find some more foliage to go in it, but it's a start. Then, we have the red and green glass candle holders, and some imported Sangria (from Spain) that is quite delightful on this 95-degree day. (OK, that's not decorative, but shopping takes it out of me.) Finally, my sentiments to uninvited guests, my, um, welcome mat.

Digging to China

Well, the Lou-Master is feeling better. This is a pic of his project to dig to China from MY OFFICE. Little rat-bastard. Now I have another excuse to get ceramic flooring.