Tuesday

Wrote enough to Shelly that it ended up being a post.  Here's the latest in my saga of changing my habits and life:

Home cooking for a man who loves it, and eating out with a man who loves rich food has done a number on me. So has spending whole weekends doing nothing more strenuous than climbing the stairs to his door. I MISS sex, and not just because I miss "that kind of orgasm". I miss sweating, and working, and the way I carried myself afterward - shoulders back, head up, and my ass was even getting nice and round!  I miss being able to run up the steps to my bedroom. YES! I could do that, back when I was swinging.  I don't even HAVE steps any more. Another reason to move this summer. I want steps again.

I told Brent yesterday in an email that I was sick of myself, and I was going to straighten up, cut out the pop (but NOT the caffeine) go back to salads and walking. Make him teach me to operate his treadmill. I was SO saddened by the response I received, and also angered. He teased me. About my eating habits, my drinking habits. I ripped him a new asshole, even though I knew it was teasing because he had no fucking right, after all the support I've given him in this area.

And then you know what he did? He went home, ate a healthy dinner, and walked half a mile. Motherfucker walked OUTSIDE. HE NEVER DOES THAT. But I'm glad, because it means he'll do it with me on the weekends. And I'm pissed at the same time that he'd razz me then do exactly what I talked of doing.

So. I went to the grocery last night, bought almost $200 worth of healthy groceries. Had a great breakfast, popped a Vivarin, and jonesed for a diet coke all the way to work. I'm gonna ignore it tho - the sodium is killing me, and the acid eats up the skin inside my mouth. Not to mention what it's doing to my bones and teeth. And dammit, I'm going to make this work. I love healthy food. Granted, I love fat on occasion too, esp. that ONE week. You know the one. But he's not going to beat me at my own goddamned idea.

And that's what I have to say about that.  I can't wait til next week, when Scarlett goes on spring break. hahahaaaaa


Oh, in other news. She'll be interviewed today at 12:30 regarding her letter to the postmaster last year.  I've checked the t.v. schedules, and it looks like it won't be a live interview, so it should be broadcast at five or six p.m. this evening.  I'm going to TRY and attend, maybe take a long lunch.  We had a great morning. She even tasted my carrot/pomegranate/orange juice and pronounced it "tolerable".  When I'm eating healthy, I drink carrot juice mixed with something for breakfast. Lots of excellent vitamins and antioxidants, plus the natural sugar diminishes my craving for caffeine in the morning. 

Poem a day challenge

hazelkate issued a "Poem a day" challenge for the month of April, over on Yahoo 360.  I figured "What the heck, I'll give it a shot" then promptly failed to do so.  This is my first poem for April. I haven't had much to write. So I started pushing the words, in hopes that they would make sense at some point.

A Woman's Perogative

It's a woman's perogative
to change her mind
Fractious, facetious and fey
But capricious whim
is not quite what you'll find
looking back at the end of the day.

A woman considers
each possible choice
and many seem likely or wise.
It's thinking too much
that brings multiple voice
when she morphs 'til she's unrecognized.

So give pause and ponder
her next change of thought
consider how she has arrived
at the change of decision
situation has wrought
and the mental gymnastics survived.


I NEVER rhyme. Damn.

(no subject)

Rather than write this again - I'll post it. 

Local cable was out from 6:06 to 6:13. We had the vcr running anyway, and when the broadcast came back, there was Scarlett, her full name across the screen, and she was talking to the reporter. VERY cool!  We turned off the vcr when the interview was done, and were glad we at least got some of it. 

Mom called at seven and said the news was running again, so I hit "record" again.  I asked Scarlett if she had rewound the tape. She said "No.  I'm certain I didn't."  

But she did. So we taped over the interview, and they didn't rebroadcast it at seven.    siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh

Brent taped it for me.  And I've heard from a couple sources that Channel 13 might send me a copy. So I'll call in the morning and see - hope so.  Poor kid, she was so stressed today. This didn't help, but it will work out, I'm certain of it.  At least several of us saw it - including Courtney and Holly.  SHE managed to see the entire broadcast, thanks to her rabbit ears! 

In other news, my latest addiction is Luxor Amun Rising.  We picked it up at Big Lots, and naaaaaaaaaaaaaaachurally  it's available free online.  Eh, it's fun, and has a lot of variety on the disk version. 

Now I'm going to bed. My eyes are shreeeepy.