Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Day 725 - Furniture Shopping.

The plan for today was to hit Bob's for my bedroom furniture, my dining table & chairs, and my coffee & end tables. Then I was going to scoot on over to Jennifer Convertibles to pick out my sofa and loveseat, then onto Sleepy's to buy my new bed. I went to Bob's, and was about to head to Jennifer when I got a phone call from my plumber. He was coming over to my place to install my new kitchen sink & faucet, and I had to leave to meet him there. Plan aborted.

The good news is there's a Sleepy's down the street from my firm, so I could go there after work either tomorrow night, Friday night or even Saturday morning before Sonia's party. Jennifer Convertibles I will have to do Sunday. Or Saturday morning, depending on when I buy my bed. And then my furniture shopping is done. But at least I got something accomplished today.

I worked out in the morning before I left. Good thing I did or I wouldn't have worked out at all! I started with 20 minutes on the inclined treadmill, then I did The Firm 3-in-1 Bootcamp Mix Part 2. Lots of heavy sculpting in this one. I burned 643 calories.
You can't really tell, but my sports bra was totally soaked through!

Sons of Anarchy - I watched it last night. Did you? What did you guys think? Why isn't Clay dead yet? Why did Tara keep commanding people to tell her they loved her. Why would they kill Clay with a blood thinner when that is sooooo not the SAMCRO way? Why wasn't Opie more involved in this episode? For fuck's sake - why isn't Clay dead yet?

Where is my vagina? (Sorry Draz, couldn't resist.) =)

Anywho, I guess they'll drag Jax killing Clay until next season.

Good day for me. Ate well, tracked everything, and stayed within my points. Major win.

Need to sleep now because I am tired. Make good choices!

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Day 724.

How is it possible to still be sore from the 5K on Thanksgiving? My glutes and thighs are still feeling it. Well, I guess that's a good thing. So I'm not complaining.

Anywho, thank you all for your lovely comments on my kitchen! You guys are so sweet, really! The well wishes are greatly appreciated, believe me. =)

I've decided to rev up my workouts this month. This month, I'm going to focus more on sculpting. At lunchtime, I came home and did a quick 25 minutes on the inclined treadmill. Then after work, I did The Firm 3-in-1 Bootcamp Mix, Part 1. Lots of sculpting in this one. It's a compilation of the old Mansion-style Firm workouts. I burned 607 calories. See?
Whoa. I look really tired in this pic, don't I? I mean, I was pouring sweat like a pig, but I look sleepy tired. I did get up at 5 AM and was wide awake, so that explains it, I guess.

Good day for me. Tracked everything, got in all of my requirements, and stayed within my points. So major win right there.

I'm debating about buying a treadmill for my new place for when I move. The treadmill I have now is so old, and so worn that I will not be taking it with me. It's destined for the trash pile now. It's something to think about. We'll see.

Sons of Anarchy later tonight. I can't wait! Part 1 of the season finale airs tonight. Please let Clay be dead. Please let Clay be dead.

I was soooooo happy to see that Sophia finally died on Walking Dead! That whole storyline thoroughly annoyed me, and Sunday night's episode was the first real good episode all season. For realsies.

Wrapping up now. Thanks for reading. Make good choices!

Monday, November 28, 2011

Day 723 - Granite Countertops!

BEFORE

BEFORE.
AND AFTER.
AFTER.
Doesn't my kitchen look sooooo much better now? I swear to God, this was where the color yellow came to die. How great do the granite countertops look? I love it!

The black and white checker board tiles are gone. Long gone. And they are never coming back.

I'm taking next week off to move. So I'll be busy, but I promise I will make time to work out and blog. I didn't make time to work out today, and I should've. Crap.

My eating was good today though. Tracked everything, and got in all of my requirements.

(How horrible was that cupcake sign in the kitchen?) Seriously. How tacky.

Draz - I do not want a 60 inch flat screen. What would I do with 60 inches? Hmm. I have a dirty mind. Let's try this again. =)

I'm thinking of getting a 42 or 46' TV. Either Sharp or Samsung. But I can't make up my mind.

I've had a nervous tick in my right eyebrow all day long. I'm having it now as we speak. WTF?

Sorry for the stream of consciousness writing. I'm gonna wrap up now. Make good choices!

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Day 722.

This coming week is going to be super busy for me. Tomorrow afternoon, my granite countertops are finally getting installed, as is my brand new stainless steel kitchen sink. I think what I'll do is go and buy my brand new bed after that's all done, and arrange to get it delivered on Wed., since I'll be taking that entire day off from work.

Weds. I want to go furniture shopping. I may even get a haircut, if I have time. Then next week, I'm going to take off from work to move and have everything delivered and get my cable & internet installed. Which reminds me: I need to buy a new flat screen TV. Putting that on my list.

This week, I've decided to focus on heavy strength training/sculpting. Today, I started with 22 minutes on the inclined treadmill, then I did The Firm Tough Tape with Tracie Long. Lots of leg presses and squats in this DVD. My entire upper body is sore from yesterday's upper body workout. Love that feeling. I sweated like a pig and burned 692 calories. See?
I worked my ass off. My sports bra was soaked through, which you can't really see in this pick because it's black.

I tracked everything, got in all of my requirements, and stayed within my points. Solid day.

So it's going to be a busy 2 weeks for me, but I'm looking forward to it.

Thanks for reading. Make good choices!

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Day 721.

I woke up this morning and was still pretty sore from the 5K on Thursday. But I like that feeling. It tells me I've pushed myself.

It was a busy day for me from the beginning. I went to Home Depot, then onto BJs (the whole sale place a la Costco, you dirty minded people!), then Mom & I went to my apartment to do a little light cleaning. I had to vacuum the living room, the kitchen, the little hallway, and my bedroom. Mom wanted to mop the floors. It looks so good - almost done!

Anywho, for my workout today, I decided to really focus on upper body since my lower body is still pretty sore. I started with 11 minutes on the inclined treadmill to warm up, then I did The Firm Parts Upper Body. I added in a few extra minutes of hammer curls, delt flys & military presses. I burned 373 calories.
Not an intense calorie burn, but I was satisfied with my workout.

I went over my points by 3 today, but not stressing out about it. I still tracked everything, and got in all of my requirements.

Yawn. Need to wrap up now, getting tired. Thanks for reading. Make good choices~ !

Friday, November 25, 2011

Day 720.

I briefly thought about braving the Black Friday shopping madness today. Briefly. Then I heard about a woman pepper spraying people when they wanted to buy what she wanted to buy, and that put that thought right out of my head.

Anywho, I had the eye doctor appointment this morning. The one to find out what those white spots in my retinas are. Let me tell you. It was something else.

First, I'm fine. The white spots aren't anything to be concerned about. It's just a build up of something that starts with an r. I want to say it's restalin, (or maybe it was resalin) but I don't think that's even a word.

But you know what got me really aggravated? The fact that this appointment would last at least 2-3 hours. And that I should've brought someone with me to drive me back home. Because they had to dilate my eyes with these special drops. And then they had to take photos of my eyes with this special machine. I let them have it. Believe me. I was so fucking pissed.

One of the nurses apologized to me, she said that I should've been told to expect to wait when I made the appointment. I left before they could take the final photos, that's how I pissed I was. Boneheaded move on my part, I know, but my anger wouldn't let me stay at that doctor's office any longer. My appointment was for 9 AM. I didn't storm out til it was close to noon. Yup.

My entire body is still sore from the 5K yesterday. So today I decided to give my body a break. Thighs, glutes, abs, and even my arms feel sore.

I did well with my eating today. Went over my points by 2, but I'm not stressing about it. Tracked everything, got in all of my requirements and I'm happy with that.

I went by my place today, and the contractor had cleared all of the crap out. Thank God. He still needs to connect my oven to the gas pipe & plug it back in. He's going to do that Sunday and then his job is done.

So that was my day. Never a dull moment, always an adventure, I tell ya!

Thanks for reading. Make good choices!

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Day 719 - Turkey Trot 5K & Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving peeps!

I woke up this morning knowing I had a lot to do and not wanting to do any of it. I even briefly thought of skipping the 5K, but I knew I would regret it. So I got up, got ready and went.

The race started about 10 minutes late. I ran the first half of it, then took an 8 minute walking break. That's how I knew how out of shape I really am. At last year's Turkey Trot, I ran the entire 5K no problem. After the walking break, I resumed running the rest of the race until the very end. My time was 38 minutes, 53 seconds. Last year I finished in a little more than 34 minutes. Oh well.
I'm not thrilled with how I look here. My hips & thighs are just huge. Speaking of which, my hips & thighs are incredibly sore right now.

After I crossed the finish line, I stopped running, slowed to a walk, and puked in my mouth. I've never ever puked after a race in my whole life! I think I didn't hydrate enough before the race. After I spit out the puke (I'm such a lady, I know) I walked to my car, grabbed the Gatorade, and felt better. Then I was on my way home to start cooking.

I cooked a 6 lb. turkey breast that my mother had thrown into the oven, mashed sweet potatoes, roasted stuffing with onions, garlic & celery, creamed spinach, gravy, and sweet potato pie for dessert. I was so tired. Being on my feet for hours didn't help my already sore lower body. Whatever. This was my plate.
I didn't have dinner, since we ate around 3 and I was still kinda full. I made myself a green monster smoothie to get in my milk requirements & some more fruit & veggies. I went way over my points, but I didn't binge or overeat to the point of making myself sick.

P.S. My oven roasted stuffing was the bomb diggity. If any of you want the recipe, send me an email. It's not from scratch though, just a recipe I kinda made up in my head with a bag of Pepperidge Farm herb flavored stuffing.

My brother, SIL & Sonia Begonia came over for a little bit. SIL looks really big - I think the baby will be here very, VERY soon. But hopefully he'll wait until after Sonia's birthday party next Saturday.

When Sonia came in, she immediately took my hand, and said in perfect Spanish: "Let's go color." She grabbed the coloring books and crayons that we keep for her here whenever she comes over, and asked me to help her color. She's so freaking cute, I can just eat her up. I love that kid. I wanted to get a picture of her, but she was camera shy tonight. Next time.

Wrapping up now. Thanks for reading. And make good choices!

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Day 718.

Whoa. This day was a doozy.

First, I walk into work, pick up the ringing phone, and it's one of the attorney's wives on the phone. The man is 81, has Parkinson's, a history of cancer and heart problems, and he still insists on coming into the office. He doesn't have any work to do. He had one major client that he lost because he over charged them. So now he's just coming into the office and making personal phone calls. That's it. Nothing else. Anyway, his wife wanted to speak to the boss, the managing partner in my firm, and I knew right away that something was wrong. She didn't sound good.

Two minutes later, we get an email from our boss, saying that the man had suffered a massive stroke last night and was in Intensive Care. The last update we had was that he was in surgery.

Which I found really odd. Because you have to wonder about the kind of doctor who's willing to operate on a man who's so fragile. Then again, we don't know all the details yet. But I have a feeling he won't be coming out of the hospital. Sad. I feel even worse about it because I don't really like him - I'm going to hell I can just feel it.

Anywho, we got out of work early because of the holiday. The contractor went over to my place and said he cleaned out everything he left there. Oh, and the leak was still leaking. Awesome. So I called the management office, and they told me they would get a plumber out, which they did. He fixed the leak. Fingers crossed.

Tomorrow morning, I'm running a Turkey Trot 5K. Then I have to head back home, bake dessert (sweet potato pie), make the spinach, mashed potatoes, gravy, and throw together a salad. Mom will throw the turkey in the oven, which I've marinated and seasoned already. Busy busy.

Big day tomorrow, so I'm wrapping up. Good eating day and rest day for me today. =)

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Day 717 - Home Depot Aggravation.

This morning I was up and at the apartment before 7:30 AM, waiting for the measure to come out from Home Depot. The time window was for 7:30 AM-9:30 AM. And when I walked in, there was water on the kitchen floor. Awesome.

This day got off to a fucking awesome start.

After wiping up the mess, I waited for the measurer to arrive. And waited. And waited.

HE NEVER SHOWED UP.

At 8:30 AM, I called the woman who had scheduled the appointment. I got her voicemail. So I left her a message. At 9 AM, I called the Home Depot store and spoke to someone in the Kitchen department. I explained the no-show situation, and she said she would call me back.

At 9:30, I decided to leave and get to work. I was fuming by this time. I was an hour late for work. Driving to work, I finally got a phone call from the woman who did the mix up. She explained that it was an error (read: fuck up) on their part, miscommunication on their part. She apologized, blah blah. I said, your error is not my problem.

So now I'm totally aggravated, and she's like, well, we can schedule for later in the afternoon, between 12-2. I said, no - that's no good for me, because I work. I could tell she was getting annoyed with me because I was giving her a major attitude. She deserved it. It's her fault that I wasted my time and was an hour late for work, and I told her that, too. She told me her supervisor would call me back with another appointment time.

Which she did. She apologized to me, and said she would accommodate me any way she could. So she rescheduled for later in the day, after I got out of work.

I tweeted about my experience today, too.

"Hey @HomeDepot, Fuck you. Thanks for wasting my time. I'll never go to your store again."

And about 10 minutes later, I got a response from them, requesting me to email them about the situation, and the store responsible. Which I did, and I let them have it. I was livid.

Apparently, cursing out a company on Twitter will get faster responses than anything else. Gotta love the power of social media. God, I fucking love Twitter.

When I got to the apartment, thankfully, there was no water on the floor. And the guy was prompt. And very nice. And kinda cute! LOL.

Home Depot agreed to give me a slight discount on the granite counter tops. But that still doesn't take away from my wasted time this morning. Ugh.

I called the contractor and told him to please clear up the equipment that he had left at my place. And he promised to connect the dishwasher, which will hopefully prevent any more leaks.

At lunchtime, I got home and worked out some of my anger on the treadmill. I did 25 minutes on the inclined treadmill, and burned 272 calories.
I was going to do a weights workout when I got back from the measure appointment, but decided against it. Besides, I didn't get home until after 7, and I was starving since I hadn't eaten dinner. I'm ok with that. At least I did work out.

Good eating day, considering the Home Depot bullshit. Tracked everything, got in all of my requirements, and stayed within my points.

Wrapping up now because I'm tired. Can't wait for Sons of Anarchy tonight.

Thanks for reading. Thank God for social media!

Monday, November 21, 2011

Day 716.

I woke up at 4 AM, completely wide awake this morning. Yup, up & wide awake at silly o'clock. Ugh. I could hear my dog Lika snoring from the next room. She snores real loud for a Yorkie.

I got on Twitter (because what else would I do) and saw that one of my favorite ladies, Tara, tweeted a very extra perky "Good morning"!

I tweeted back - I've been up forever, so what's so good about it?

Tara: Well, you woke up today. I'd say that's a good start.

Touche, Tara.

So at 7 AM, I got up out of bed changed into my workout gear, and got onto the inclined treadmill. I did 26 minutes on the inclined treadmill. The good thing about working out in the morning is that you get it over with. When I got home from work I did a quick 30 minute lower body sculpting workout. Leg presses, lots of squats & lunges, dips, and hover squats. I can already feel my thighs and glutes getting sore. Awesomeness. I burned 616 calories total. See?
Good day overall. Tracked everything, got in all of my requirements, and stayed within my points.

Tomorrow I have to be up and at the apartment by 730 AM to wait for the Home Depot guy to come and measure for my countertops. Should be interesting. I'll be late going into work, but whatever.

What did you guys think of the Walking Dead? I thought the car sex scene between Andrea & Shane was fucking hot. Nothing like killing a few walkers to get the adrenaline pumping and want to have sex. Right, Andrea? Grabbing his crotch like that girl - you take the initiative! LOL.

Wrapping up now. Thanks for reading. And make good choices!

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Day 715.

Apparently, the contractor dude went over to my place this morning because there was a new valve installed and a small pan underneath to trap the water in case it leaks again. Mom & I headed over to survey the damage. She wanted to help me clean the place. I told her to take it easy. She cleaned my bathroom a little. I vacuumed what I could and cleaned the kitchen. Mom mopped my kitchen floor. She said she liked how the kitchen was turning out, in spite of the BS with the valve.

Anywho, I sweated just cleaning my apartment. Yup, it was quite a workout.

But my real workout was this morning. I started with 23 minutes on the inclined treadmill, then I did The Firm Super Charged Sculpting with Pam Cauthen-Meriwether. I burned a whole shit load of calories - 728!
I look like a load of dirty laundry, don't I?

Solid day today. I was supposed to go furniture shopping today, but I think I'll do that this coming weekend, since it's a long weekend.

Stayed within my points, tracked everything, and got in all of my requirements.

Wrapping up now. The Walking Dead comes on soon. I will proly tweet spoilers. I may even update tonight right here! LOL.

Thanks for reading. Make good choices!

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Day 714 - More Condo Aggravation.

I had a busy day ahead of me. The plan was to work out in the morning, shower, eat breakfast, then head on over to the apartment to clean the place from top to bottom.

Sounds like a plan, right?

I go over, with the vacuum cleaner, and armed with Lysol, Ajax, and Soft Scrub. The mess wasn't as bad as I expected. Most of the clutter from the painters was gone. And my cabinets were hung up! I was starting to really feel better about this move. See?

I'm still waiting for Home Depot to come and install my granite countertops. That's why you don't see my new kitchen sink. There's not enough to support it, and since it has to rest on top of the countertop, that can't be installed yet.

You should've seen what the kitchen looked like before. It was where the color yellow came to die. And white plywood cabinets. Gross.

Anywho, I start to get all of my cleaning agents together, when all of a sudden, I hear - SWOOSH. Like water running through. And sure enough, there was water. Coming from one of the sink valves. Dripping through my brand new kitchen cabinets, onto my brand new kitchen floor.

Are you fucking kidding me?

So I immediately call the contractor, who swore that he had tightened the pipes. He suggested that maybe the valve needs to be replaced. Then he told that he had noticed that it had happened before.

So now I'm fuming. Why didn't he tell me about this before? Why didn't he fix it when he noticed it?

Why the fuck does this kind of shit keep happening?

I am so aggravated. He told me he would try to get over to my place today, if not, then tomorrow morning.

Uh huh. I called my friend's plumber (who's super hot, by the way. He did some work at my job, that's how I know), I left him a voicemail, and am waiting for him to call me back. I wonder if he can just install the sink and my faucet anyway. I'm not sure what he'll tell me.

Taking a deep breath now.

Oh, I owe you guys a sweaty pic, so let me tell you about my workout first. I started with 25 minutes on the inclined treadmill, then I did The Firm Abs, Hips & Thighs with LaReine Chabut. I did about 5 minutes of upper body sculpting to counter all that lower body work. I burned 527 calories.
Still waiting for sexy plumber to call me back. I have a feeling it's not gonna happen.

So aggravated now. But it was still a good food day. Tracked everything, and got in all of my requirements.

Wrapping up now. Thanks for reading. And make good choices.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Days 710-713.

Hey guys, I'm really sorry for being MIA lately. I've been majorly busy with my apartment. And waiting for the arrival of my new nephew any second. Seriously. My SIL is ready to pop.

It's almost done. Almost. Everything's painted, shower door has been installed, and the new cabinets have been hung up. I'm just waiting for my granite countertops, and my new kitchen sink & faucet to be installed.

This weekend, I plan on cleaning & scrubbing the place from top to bottom. Sunday, I'm going furniture shopping because I have absolutely nothing. No furniture at all. Zero. And then I think I'll take the last week of November off to get things delivered and installed.

Crazy busy. Last night I had a doctor's appointment for laser hair removal on my face (lovely), and she also cleaned up a few zits I had. It's getting better, btw. I think the stress really got to me, but now that it's ALMOST over, I can relax a little.

And I owe you guys a sweaty pic. I will do that tomorrow. With all the cleaning & scrubbing I have to do, I'm positive I'll be sweating like a pig. Who ever said cleaning wasn't hard work has obviously never cleaned before.

So that's my life in a nutshell.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Day 709.

There are days when I either have nothing to write about or I feel like changing it up a little. Today is one of those days. I feel like talking about the Walking Dead. So if you haven't seen it - stop reading now!

Ok seriously at this point - I kinda hope Sophia is dead. For real. I know that sounds terrible but I can't help it. She's probably a zombie by now anyway. I think that ship has sailed. And Carol's boring. So maybe they need to off those characters because they're just not interesting at all - and they're going no where fast.

Daryl - hot, sexy, white trailer trash Daryl. Look at you and your delusional self, conjuring up your in-all-likelihood-dead brother. I get it - your brother is your "chupacabra". Cool metaphor. I thought for sure he got bit when that walker started nibbling on his foot. But why cut off his ear after killing him? Souvenir?

Lori - you're a whore. That's all I have on that.

Andrea - when people tell you not to fire the shotgun, DON'T FIRE THE GUN! Because you might do something stupid - like shoot sexy in a white trash kind-of-way Daryl, you stupid fuck! I hope they kill her off soon. She's another character I don't really care about. Her & Carol. And Sophia.

What is up with those walkers in Hershel's barn? I've got a theory. I think maybe they are family members/close friends. Hershel told Rick when they first met that he believes there is a cure.

Glenn's a horny bastard. Good for him. =)

Well, that's my take on the show. What did you guys think?

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Days 707-708.

So yesterday I went to the eye doctor for my recurring pinkeye. She gave me a thorough examination which was ok. It lasted longer than I thought. The good news: I don't have have catarcts or glaucoma and I don't need glasses. She told me that because I sleep on my right side, the pink eye is allergic pink eye, and it's something in my pillows. I have to throw out my pillows, which I've already done. I need to get new pillows and buy protective casings for them, which I haven't done. I have a feeling it might be because of the dogs. They don't sleep with me anymore, ever since I found out I'm allergic to them. But I do let them on my bed sometimes. So no more of that.

The bad news: she said she saw white dots in my retinas. I need to go to a specialist to see what it is because she had no idea. Fuck. When I got home, I immediately googled "white spots in eyes" and I came to the conclusion that I'm either dying or losing my eyesight, or both. Because I'm such a positive person by nature. (I'm from NY people, I can't help it.)

If you follow me on Twitter, then you witnessed firsthand my self-diagnosis. This is the problem with having quick access to a ton of information: you have quick access to a ton of information. And of course, you can self diagnose. No good.

Well, tomorrow I'm going to call and make the appointment. Should be fun times to see what they tell me.

Today we went to my brother's house. My SIL is very, very pregnant right now with the next Jets/Yankees fan in our family. They've decided to name him Marcus David. I'm not really thrilled with that name at all, but I wasn't thrilled either when they told us about Sonia's name. And now, I can't imagine her being named anything else. So I'll get used to it Marcus, or Mark. Don't really have a choice on that one. All good.

I broke up my workout today into 2 parts. Before we left to go to my brother's, I did 28 minutes on the inclined treadmill. After we got home, I decided to do The Firm Fat Blasting Cardio with Lisa Kay. I did about 10 minutes of stepping to bring my calorie burn up. I wound up burning 704 calories total.
Felt good to be sweaty. I didn't work out yesterday because I was way too busy Googling and self-diagnosing. Yeah, I know - awesome excuse.

Tracked everything, ate within my points, and got in all of my requirements.

Wrapping up now. Jets-Patriots game is on right now. Make good choices!

Friday, November 11, 2011

Days 705-706.

Happy Veteran's Day to all the men an women and service dogs who are serving or have served to keep us free and safe. Yeah, I'm giving props to the service dogs. They don't get the recognition they deserve.

Apparently, I lost a blog follower after my previous post about Penn State. Apparently, they were of a different opinion than mine. That's ok - we're allowed to have our own opinions. But you stopped following my blog because of a difference in opinon? Seriously? What-fucking-ever. I'm not wasting any more time on this.

So last night Tim, Marisol & I all made a deal to work out. It all started like it did last time. I made the dumbass mistake of tweeting that I didn't feel like working out. Because I have pink eye. Again. For the third time since August. I've decided to finally be proactive and made an appointment to see the eye doctor tomorrow.

Anywho, so Marisol tweeted me with "You run/walk with your eyes? Get it done!"

Tim said if I worked out, he would too. Marisol agreed to also. So a deal was brokered and tweeted into agreement. We also all agreed to pics or it didn't happen. I didn't work out last night, but I took the holiday off from work, and worked out this morning.

Go check out their sweaty pics. They're awesome!

Tim, Marisol - thanks for getting me to move my ass. Tim, do I really give you that much of a hard time? C'mon now. You have to know I could totally do much worse. ;)

I did 20 minutes on the inclined treadmill, then I did The Firm Maximum Cardio with Carissa Foster. I burned 733 calories. See?
I took the day off from work because my cabinets were getting delivered today. When I went to my apartment to wait for the delivery, my contractor/family friend & his crew were painting the walls. The right color this time. Sigh. Don't get me started on that. They were also installing the shower door, and then they were going to hang up the cabinets after the paint dried in the kitchen. He also told me that they were going to start moving my kitchen appliances back into my kitchen. I'm going to swing by tomorrow and take a look at the progress.

After that, I ran a few quick errands, grocery shopping, and stopping by the post office. Quiet day, and I'm ok with that.

Gonna wrap up now. Thanks for reading, loyal followers. And make good choices!

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Day 704 - Not Your Regular Post Today.

Mom had her follow up appointment today with the cardiologist. She is fine. She has a slight heart murmur, and will have to stay on Propaxa for the foreseeable future. What a bummer. The appointment ran later than I thought it would, so it was almost 7 PM by the time we got home. I had to run to the grocery store at lunch time today, so no workout then. No workout today, but I'm ok with that. Life's situations come up sometimes, and we all just have to roll with the punches. Right?

I have to talk about something that's going on here - something that's causing a huge controversy, at least in the States. I thought about not discussing it, because this is primarily a weight loss journey blog, but there is NO way I can keep silent about it anymore. It's making my blood boil - and I am absolutely livid.

It's my blog, so I'll discuss anything I want.

DISCLAIMER: I did not go to Penn State. I went to SUNY Binghamton in NY. Bearcats!

Last week, allegations arose that a former assistant Penn State football coach, Jerry Sandusky, molested children in the locker room facility on campus. Sandusky runs a charity for under-priviledged kids, and as part of the program, he would bring them to the campus to meet the players and show them around. A grad assistant witnessed the incident, and told head coach Joe Paterno about it. JoePa, as he is "affectionately" known, told university officials (read: the Athletic Director) about it, instead of telling police. This was in 2002. Sandusky retired in 1999, but continued to be a large presence of university. They even allowed him to keep an office on campus, up until recently. The university, after the report, took his locker room keys away. They never went to the cops. Never did anything except cover it up.

College football is big money here in the States, especially in places like Pennsylvannia. It is a huge money maker. And for a lot of people associated with the university, JoePA WAS Penn State. And still is, depending on who you talk to. There is no doubt that he helped turn that football program around. There is no doubt that he donated a lot of his own money to the university. There is no doubt, that up until recently, JoePa ran that program cleanly - no allegations of inappropriate recruiting, never a hint of scandal. By all accounts, he was a family man - a solid guy. He always made sure his players got an education.
And yet, he did nothing when told about one of his former assistant coaches raping a child. On campus. In his locker room.

This is not a feeble minded, 84 year old man. This is a man who went to an Ivy League university, who is intelligent, and still very sharp.

Last night, when it was announced that the Board had decided to fire him, riots broke out. Students went to his house to show their support of him. The person who failed the University the most. The man entrusted with young football players, and shaping their education.

The man who, by his own admission, regrets that he did nothing more when told of these heinous accusations.

Did you know that in 2004, the University asked him to resign, and he refused? I don't know about you, but if my boss told me to resign, and I refused, I would'v been fired. Right then and there.

Instead, he got a new contract.

Did you know that the Pennsylvannia DA who was investigating the original allegations about Jerry Sandusky went missing in 2005? Ray Gricar "mysteriously" disappeared, in the middle of his investigation. Google it. I'm not making this up. This story just gets more lurid as more details are discovered and leaked.

Yesterday afternoon, Coach Paterno issued a statement that he would retire at the end of the season, with 3 more games left, 4 if you count a Bowl appearance, which is likely. Know what really got my blood boiling about his statement? This part, right here:

"At this moment the Board of Trustees should not spend a single minute discussing my status. They have far more important matters to address. I want to make this as easy for them as I possibly can."

Really, Coach? You really think you CAN STILL call the shots? You really think you get to have a say in how you leave? He really expected to coach all the way through, go to the Rose Bowl, and be carried off on the shoulders of his team into the sunset. You really think you are in any position to tell the Board what they SHOULD be doing? What about what you SHOULD HAVE DONE? What about your responsibility as a coach, as a leader, and as a goddamn parent?

Why isn't he answering any questions? Why isn't he being any more specific and clear? If you believe you did nothing wrong, then why aren't you talking? I would be shouting it from the rooftops.

Coach, your legacy has been tarnished. No way around it. You have failed. You failed Sandusky's victims. And so did the university, by covering this up. Period. The last page of your biography will be all about this, whether you wanted it to be or not.

And don't you dare blame the media. Or the university. The media didn't prevent you from going to the cops. You did that all your own.

The media did not get you fired. You did that all on your own. By doing nothing. When you should've done something.

The media didn't give you the fairy tale exit that you had wanted for yourself. You did that all on your own.

Now, I understand that other people were told about this. Paterno was not the only one at Penn State who knew. There have been reports that as early as 1998, a janitor saw Sandusky abusing a boy in the locker room. The university failed those poor kids. All because they wanted to protect the brand.

But if you talk about Penn State failing the kids, you have to talk about Paterno failing them also. Because like I said before, Paterno was Penn State. He ran that school. Don't tell me he didn't. Just re-read his retirement statement. And I won't be surprised if it's revealed that he was part of the cover up. Very little went on in that school that he didn't know about.

All of this was preventable. That is the tragedy. That is why people are asking why no one went to the cops.

Last night, when Penn State announced that Joe Paterno would be fired effective immediately, riots broke out. People were outraged.

Students went to Paterno's house in Happy Valley to show their support. They cheered when he and his wife stepped out of their house to address them.

Where is the rioting for the innocent victims?

Where is the outrage for those that Sandusky molested?

Where is the support for them?

Do people really believe that Paterno is more important than a child who was raped by one of Paterno's most trusted colleagues?

Why was Sandusky still allowed to be on campus and bring children there?

With great power comes great responsibility, JoePA. You reveled in that power, you commanded it, you expected it, and you loved it. Don't deny it. That is not a line or saying only meant for superheroes in comic books.

Because to many people, Coach, that's exactly what you were - a superhero. Larger than life.

The face of the University.

And you failed - miserably. And for that alone, you should've resigned a long time ago.

Shame on you. How dare you.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Day 703.

I woke up this morning feeling the need to be productive. Which goes against every fiber of my being.

I got up before 7 AM (it was like I was on crack or something), put a load in the washing machine, and changed my sheets. I'm not sure what came over me. Usually I stay in bed until the last possible second.

Anywho, some drama in the office today. One of the girls locked her keys in her car. She drives barefoot (she's originally from Cali - apparently it's a Cali thing.) So she turns the car off, reaches for one of her shoes, and closes the door with the keys still inside. And it locked. With all of her stuff inside - her bag, her meals for the day, and her other shoe. She walked into the office with one heel on and nothing on the other foot. Poor girl. One of the other girls that works at my firm keeps a pair of slippers in her desk, so she let her wear them for the day. I lent her some money so she could go to the pizza place next door to get some lunch. When she moved to NY, she moved in with her aunt & uncle, so she called her aunt to bring her the extra car key. Her aunt didn't get there til almost 4, close to the end of the day. I couldn't imagine not having my phone for all that time. I told her I would be shaking like a crack addict going through withdrawal. And she told me she was starting to shake anyway. LOL.

Ok, onto me. At lunchtime, I came home and put in a quick 23 minutes on the treadmill. When I got home from work at the end of the day, I did The Firm Maximum Cardio Burn with Allie del rio. I burned 585 calories.
Something else that happened today. The Yorkies got pampered, groomed, and had their hair cut. They look like completely different animals now! LOL
Wrapping up now. Sons of Anarchy is starting soon. Entertainment writer Michael Ausiello tweeted that tonight's episode will be a game changer. If you follow me on Twitter and are friends with me on FB, then you know that I think Tara gets whacked tonight. =( I hate you Clay.

SPOILERS

OMG OMG OMG OMG. Whoa - that was a fucking fantastic episode! I really thought Tara was getting whacked tonight. Unfortunately, her hand got really damaged in the gunfight, which means she may never perform surgery again. What a fucking bummer.

And Clay. Oh Clay. You had to know Gemma would find out. I would've been a much better shot, Gemma. I definitely would not have missed. Clay - beating up your old lady like that just makes me despise you even more than I did last week. Gemma was right - you cannot be saved. And you've got it coming.

Why does Danny Trejo want Tara dead? Is it just because she may pose a threat? I don't know if I buy it.

All that gun fire, all that drama - fucking loved it! But poor Tara. And Gemma. But for some reason, I don't feel as bad for Gemma. She knew.

Thanks for reading. Make good choices!

Monday, November 7, 2011

Day 702.

Ok, so here are my thoughts on The Walking Dead last night.

Boring.

There were a few good scenes. That walker getting split in half with his lower half & intestines dropping into the well was a nice touch. I don't have a weak stomach at all, but seeing his body rip in half like that scene in Black Hawk Down almost made me hurl. T-Dawgg did a nice job of not shooting the walker and just beating his brains out.

Lori asking Glen to bring her back a pregnancy test kinda reminded me of when Sun asked Sawyer for a pregnancy test on LOST. Remember that? And Sawyer didn't even blink - he just gave it to her. So whose kid is it, Lori? My guess is it's Shane's. This is going to be interesting. And I think Shane will not be too much longer for this world. All that lying & treachery (read - fucking his best friend's wife & telling her he was dead when he really wasn't, and shooting Otis & leaving him to be eaten by the walkers) will eventually catch up to him. He's definitely on a downward spiral. Karma's a bitch, Shane.

Glenn - you're the man! Love how you and what's-her-name managed to get your sexy times on in the pharmacy while zombies are lurking about. Beggars can't be choosers, fo' sho.

Anywho, I almost didn't work out today. I was dressed in the workout gear when my brother called me. So we stayed on the phone for a while, just talking. When we hung up, I had to force myself to the treadmill. I warmed up for about 10 minutes, then did a quick weights workout for 20 minutes. Squats, bicep curls, tricep kickbacks, leg press, lat rows, dips, and shoulder press. I burned 311 calories.
I was pouring sweat after just a 30-minute workout. I don't know what's on my right eyebrow. But I finally got an eyebrow wax yesterday! I really needed it. And I needed my mani/pedi too.

Know what I've noticed? When I'm not eating well or working out, or just not caring in general, I find that I don't care about my personal appearance either. So things like grooming (eyebrow wax, manicures & pedicures) fall to the side. Three weeks without an eyebrow wax make me look like a caveman - no good! Do you guys find that to be true also?

Good day today. Tracked everything, stayed within my points, and got in all of my requirements.

Wrapping up now. It's Monday Night Football (real football), and Dancing with the Stars. Thanks for reading. And make good choices!

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Day 701 - I made this for lunch.

I have to tell you about this awesome recipe that I literally made up in my head today. This morning, I was on Twitter, and Jessie was asking about casseroles. So I told her about this recipe that I had been thinking about making today. It's a corruption of a zucchini casserole that my mother makes.

I used whole wheat rigatoni, 2 zucchinis, peeled & chopped, 2 cans of artichoke hearts, rinsed & chopped, 2 beaten eggs, olive oil, a pinch of sea salt, and part skim shredded mozzarella cheese. I cooked the rigatoni halfway through, and mixed everything together. Then I threw it in the oven to finish cooking. Viola.
I think I could've thrown in some chopped scallions and a chopped clove of garlic, also. But I didn't think of that til just now. I think what I should've also done is put the rigatoni on the bottom, then added everything else. The rigatoni that was on the top seemed a little dry, like when you bake pasta in the oven and you don't have enough sauce to cover all of it. No worries though. It was good. Add a little chicken, and there's your lunch/dinner.

Anywho, I worked out today! It felt. I did 21 minutes on the inclined treadmill, then I did The Firm Fat Blaster. I burned 744 calories.
Yeah, I was huffing & puffing, but I did it, and I'm glad I did.

Good day. Tracked everything, stayed within my points, and got in all of my requirements. And the Jets won today, so it's an even better day. ;) (Giants beat the Patsies, too - so doubly better day.)

Wrapping up now. Walking Dead later. I'm live tweeting spoilers. #Can'tWait.

Thanks for reading. Make good choices!

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Days 697-700.

This is what's in my living room right now. My stove/oven, my dishwasher, my fridge (not pictured) and my kitchen sink. That's right, I said my kitchen sink.
You have no idea how I'm feeling right now, or what I'm thinking. Why isn't this done yet? Why did the guys mix up the paint and paint my living room w/the paint that was meant for my kitchen? Why is everything a mess? Why do I feel like puking looking at this photo?

Sigh.

Mom is good. Next Weds. she has a follow up appointment with the cardiologist.

Today is a better day. Tracked, ate well, and got in all of my requirements. No workout today. I owe you guys a sweaty pic, and I promise I'll be posting one tomorrow.

I'm going to relax tonight and try to forget about the disaster that is my apartment right now. I'll probably watch the LSU-Alabama football game, even though I'm not a college football fan at all. But there's nothing else I feel like doing.

Thanks for reading. Sorry about the drive-by posts. I'm back now though.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Day 696 - Yet More Condo Aggravation.

Ok, so Mom is home now, got back last night. Thank God.

So today I get a call from my contractor dude, asking me which paint color I had intended for the kitchen. I said, what do you mean? I left the designated cans of paint in each room. 2 cans were in the kitchen, 2 cans were in the living room, and 2 more were in my bedroom. He said yeah, my guys moved them around and got confused. Great.

Today I go to the apartment and I almost fainted. The place was a complete mess. There was crap everywhere, and it wasn't all mine! They had ripped out all the cabinets, which I had expected. But they also took out and moved my stove and my dishwasher from the kitchen into the living room. OMG! And they had painted the living room the wrong color. They had used the paint meant for the kitchen to paint the living room.

So I immediately called the contractor dude, and I was like, WTF? He apologized, asked me which color I had wanted, and told me he would pick up the paint and pay for it out of his own pocket. Great, but the mix up shouldn't have happened in the first place. What a pain in the ass.

It smelled like paint and turpentine, and it was so messy I just needed to get out of there soon. I got my mail, locked the place up, and bounced. Holy crap, I couldn't believe how messy it was.

I can't wait for all this to be over. The one good thing is the kitchen floor was done. It looks way better than the crap that was there before.

This owning a home thing really is a pain in the ass.

Day 695 - Mom's home.

Mom's home! =)

I picked up Mom tonight from the hospital right after work. I got there at like 5:15, and then we didn't leave til close to 7. Something about making up the discharge papers, there was only 1 nurse on duty for the whole floor, and several other people were checking out too. Boo.

The nurse told us that the doctor had written her a script for Propaxa and she had to get it filled tonight because she had to take one more pill tonight. She just wanted to get the hell home after her hospital stay, but doctor's orders are doctor's orders. No messing about with the heart, of all things. So I drove straight to the pharmacy, where we were promptly informed it would be an hour wait to get the script filled. Yeah. Oh, and more good news. The test she had taken earlier showed no clots in the heart, no clots anywhere. And, they were able to shock her heart back to beating normally again! What a huge relief.

She has to follow up with the cardiologist next week.

I took her back home, and I told her I would just pick it up later. Dad & the Yorkies were so happy to see her. She was so happy to be home. My brother had called when we were at the pharmacy, so we called him back, and Mom spoke to him and Sonia. Poor thing hadn't gone trick or treating yet. My SIL wanted to go to the mall, so they took Sonia in her Halloween costume - she was a witch.
How adorable & beautiful is she?!

Everyone says she looks just like me. That she could be my baby. I freaking love this kid - she's so sweet, so soft spoken, so freaking adorable I just want to eat her up.

Mom got on the phone with her, and she spoke in perfect Spanish to her abuelita, that she'd see her real soon. Love.

I didn't back from the pharmacy until almost 8:30, and I was so tired. I couldn't wait to get to bed.

That's all I got for now. Thank you all again for the well wishes! It meant so much to me. Love you guys.