The Weekend and What-Not

Isn't it frustrating when you can come up with all kinds of fun and interesting things to blog about when you're NOT on the computer, and then when you ARE your mind goes blank? acckkk.

I just know that my blog could be HILARIOUS and INTELLIGENT and DELIGHTFUL if I could write it directly from my head at any time. Oh, and that reminds me, is it weird that sometimes my dreams are "written" and "acted" like novels? Complete with third person POV, "he said/she said", and explanatory narration. Exactly like reading a book - and in my head they are really good! I am an excellent novelist. But only in my dreams. haha

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Big Brother AS (heh - I like writing that because it sounds like "ass") - hello, Jase, I was just going to say you were voted off on Thur and we don't miss you. I know some people were sorry to see you go, but not me. Weekend update: Janelle got HOH and put up Boobie (oops, I mean Boogie) and Erika. I hope Mike goes because I don't like him at all - Will's ass-kisser, that's all he is and he tries to talk so tough but he's really just a wimp. cracks me up.

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Everyone's home from the hospital now, and they're doing fine. Ken and I spent most of Saturday at M&D's - they're both OK, and Steve still had a huge bandage on his scar. It was due to come off on Saturday, but Ken was squeamish about taking it off so he went to the store and, from the driveway, yelled: "Take his bandage off while I'm gone!" Like I wanted to do it.
But, of course, I did - it was huge and covered most of his side and part of his back and don't think it wasn't SO MUCH FUN to rip that much tape from his skin.....I got it off, with minimum whimpering from both of us, and saw his scars - the main one is at least 4 (maybe 5) inches long and is all stapled together, the other one is where the tube was put into his lungs and it was basically a hole with stitches in it. yeeeesh.

When Ken got back he looked at it, but he only saw the "tube hole" and said "well, jeez, that's not so bad - just one little cut!" and I said "what? you didn't see that big one?" "What big one?" yeah, he completely missed it.

Am I the only one who gets the heebie jeebies from seeing stuff like that? like the shivery creeps.

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You know what? I'm making a resolution RIGHT NOW that I will no longer be nice to people who can't be bothered to at least say "Hi" or smile when I greet them. We have one guy here at work who is uber- friendly with most of the men, and at least acknowledges some of the women, but, for at least 10 years now, he has completely ignored me when I greet him. And I will no longer acknowledge him. I think it's OK that after 10 years I stop trying to be nice to this jackass. And it's not just me - several women here wonder about this guy all the time. Like we wonder how he ever met his wife and married her? She must have worked really hard to get him to see her in the first place since he so obviously doesn't respect women. ass.

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OK, that was rude. Maybe he's shy.

heh. haha. HAHAHAHAH!!!!!

Nope.

"Are You Losing Weight?"

That cracks me up. AND it brightens my day when someone says that to me even when I haven't a reason to think I've lost any weight. And when I've been working at slogging off the pounds, it's a reassuring statement. Funny, I don't feel like I need to have that reassurance but when the question comes I can't help smiling and saying "maybe a little." I guess it's just good to be noticed.

I meant to weigh in today for the end-of-the-month weighing, but then I realized I was fooling myself into weighing on FRIDAY instead of waiting until MONDAY, the end of the month, because then I wouldn't have to worry about the weekend so much, which is like thinking up a plan to cheat on myself. So I didn't do it, but CRAP! it was all so reasonable in my head until I actually thought about WHY - it's like there're different trains of thought going on in my head and sometimes I have to stop everything and figure out what all the trains are thinking and where they're going. So, good or bad, I'll post on Monday after the REAL end-of-the-month weigh-in.

I'm hoping for at least 4 pounds (it's been about two weeks, hasn't it?, so it's possible) which would meet my "Goal 3 - Get out of the 3's". I'd prefer about 20 pounds (haha) but Burger King may have put a dent in that one..... so I'm shooting low for 4.

I'm BUYING the Frigging Hospital

At least that what it seems like when Mom has been inthe hospital three times in July and Steve has been in the past week. They're both doing fine, in fact, mom came home last night after 3 days of observation of her kidney function. The doc was worried about the anemia that has plagued her and finally just wanted to measure in/measure out. Steve has had a horrid cough for the past 5 years or so and the docs have not been able to stop it. They've tried various procedures to no avail, so this week they put him in to take a biopsy of his lung. A short, overnight stay if they could do a laproscopic(?) procedure like they hoped, but longer if they couldn't. Well, Bro Steve's luck is such that, of course, it did not go as hoped. When they got in there, they discovered his LUNG is ATTACHED to his CHEST WALL - I've never heard of that. So, instead of a fast in and out, they had to go through the ribs to get through to the lungs. He's still in today (operation was Tuesday) and as soon as his lung capacity has improved he'll go home - perhaps today or tomorrow. So it's been basically a pretty crappy week. On top of all that is DAD, who is the one I generally worry about, but as long as he gets 22 hours of sleep everyday he seems to get along OK. Fingers crossed for EVERYONE.

The Queen of BLAB

In my office, I sit right across the cube from the loudest, talking-est, on-and-on about nothing, blab, blab, blab, woman POSSIBLE!

My boss (and her boss) has told me she will address this because she's close enough to hear it, too. Someone else came up to my desk today and made the "yakkity-yak" finger motions toward her while rolling their eyes her way.

On and on and on ALL FREAKING DAY LONG!!!!!!

Whether it's about work or if it's personal doesn't matter because SHE'S LOUD! And it's CONTINUOUS!

She's also a friend of mine so I would never say anything to her - just here.

Whare are my Posts?

I still have two posts missing. What the f*ck happens between Yahoo! and Blogger? space aliens eat the posts?

TV update

Big Bro -All Stars: sorry to see Jase go but it was inevitable eventually anyway. Although Will is just being a big ass and should go home. Janelle is HOH so maybe she'll put up both Will and Boogie and good riddance.

So You Think You Can Dance: VERY sorry to see my fave dancer, Allison, leave last night. boo!!!

Project Runway: Not sorry to see minnow Katherine get booted - there are too many sharks in the water around her. She was uninspired and uninspiring. Loved the dogs!

Rock Star Supernova: GO STORM!!!!!!! Surprised that stupid can'tsing cow Zayda didn't go this week but Ok with Phil the Nodder getting the (nodding) boot. Zayda sucks rotten eggs and should go NEXT WEEK before anybody else goes. GO STORM!!!!!

hahahaha!

I was just perusing some of the other Blogger blogs because I'm feeling a bit stupid about mine being so lame, but now I feel OK because, from what I saw, it's really just kind of average.

Insert Big Sigh of Relief Here

Wow, it's been awhile since I posted a loss on my Project and it's my own damn fault. It doesn't make it less exciting, though, to say that I have LOST another 5 pounds. Hopefully, it'll be like June never happened, and I never fu*c*ed off for 5 weeks and now I'M BACK ON COURSE. To reiterate:

Goal 1 Find Scale - DONE

Goal 2 Lose 20 pounds - DONE

Goal 3 Get out of 3's - 4 pounds to go!

Total weight loss since April 4th: 42 pounds

I also now have a roomful and closetful of clothes I can't wear, either because they're too big or because they're too small. I'm packing up the "too big's" asI run across them, and I'll donate them when I have a chance. The "too small's" are my guesstimates for the cruise in December, and my meager supply of smaller clothes that I had stuffed in closets or hanging in the basement - I think I said earlier that I must have skipped a size or two because between a few size 4x's and a few size 2x's there is a large blank space where 3 should be. I warned my boss yesterday that I may be short on clothes in the next few months because I refuse to keep buying fat clothes and will be wearing my relatively meager supply until I pass through to the 2x and 1x grouping, which is actually pretty large. So, wish me luck, I'm on my way. Again.

One Honkin' Pecan Roll

Check out the size of this huge pecan roll Maime picked up for me in Nevada. woo-mama!

Once I open it I'll probably wolf the whole log down in one sitting - I'll have to make it a Project goal before I open it. You know, "at 50 pounds lost I'll eat the log."

Rockstar Supernova, BB-AS, Project Runway

I said before that we were coming into an television
wasteland after my favorite shows wrapped up and
nothing new was on the imemdiate horizen. Well, I
lived through it, and now have an abundance of trashy
shows to watch and I LOVE IT!

Project Runway - One of the best shows on TV, I just
started watching last year in season 2. This show is
so awesome. It pits fashion designer against fashion
designer and gives them terribly inadequate supplies
or crazy projects to make their creations from and
then they have to sell them on the runway and in front
of a panel of judges. Heidi Klum is the host, Tim
Gunn is the father-figure/hand holder during
production, and the judges and guest judges are
diverse and quick. Love this show! I am constantly
amazed by what these designers can whip up out of
nothing and make into fashion. So far,
season 3 has had one episode. Here's how it went: We
were introduced to 14 (?) designers; they went to
their (shared) apartments/hotel rooms to throw their
suitcases down; got a note from Heidi and Tim to go to
the roof for a champagne celebration; then were told
they had 15 minutes to find stuff in their room to
make a "dress that reflects your creative vision" -
meaning what followed was a mad melee of "grab what I
can" - sheets, duvet covers, rubber mats, curtains, lamps, sofa
covers, rugs, towels, curtain rods, kitchen items,
anything that wasn't nailed down went into their bags.
They then had 8 hours or so to create their "vision",
meet their model, go to hair and makeup and be ready
to present. Some of these creations are totally
awesome - it's amazing what can be done with rugs and
chandeliers and bedsheets. I'm sure they have pics on
the Project Runway website - my favs in this challenge
were Keith (who won with his lovely, lovely halter
dress made from a bedsheet) and Robert, who made an
absolutely beautiful short dress from a duvet cover
and sheets and chandelier chains- it was awesome and
looked totally viable and wearable. Check it out.

Anyway, enough about that except to say that Project
Runway is a thoroughly awesome show. It's the highest
watched Bravo channel show by far, one of the highest
ranked cable shows of all the channels, and is
repeated on NBC on Monday nights, I think.

Big Brother - All Stars: What can I say? I love this
show, I hate this show and it's on too many times a
week but I watch it all three times. Big Brother is
one-of-a-kind and (for me anyway) it's totally
addictive (or maybe I just like watching train
wrecks). It's fun out-analyzing the contestants and
telling them how stupid their decisions are (Kaysar,
I'm talking to you!) and just vicariously living the
experience through them.

Solitary: I don't know if people have caught onto
this Fox Reality Original show or not but man,oh, man,
it is so good in a brainwashing, "I couldn't do that"
kind of way. We're down to the final 3, soon to be 2
after the next show, so it's almost over, but it's
been a show that deserves wider viewing.

Rockstar Supernova: Excellent - there are some great
singers and some good singers but there are no
mediocre singers like on American Idol. My vote is
for Storm (home town girl), Magni (from Iceland), or
the way-outside overly-theatrical Danela (that's not
even close - I'll have to look her up). And maybe
Phil.

Last night was also the premier of The One, another
singing show and I caught the last hour after Rockstar
went off - it was OK, but more in the American Idol
line, so a comedown from Rockstar.

I've also been enjoying VH1's "World Series of Pop
Culture" - fun, exciting show. It's in the
semi-finals now. It's amazing what I don't know
because I feel like my brain is full of useless pop
trivia. I'm happy when I know an answer.

I'm Still Here

Missed me? I just realized it's been while since I
updated this page so, "Welcome Back, Me!"

Not much has been going on Project-wise, I don't know
why I'm in a rut but I am. June flew by and I just
maintained my weight-loss from May. Here it is
mid-July and I still haven't weighed in because I'm
pretty sure it hasn't changed (at least for the better
- if it's for the worse, I really don't want to
know). It's like I'm jinxing myself by not doing
enough to lose more, but not gaining either. grrrrrrrr

So, June was a good month book-wise:
Laurell K. Hamilton put out the new Anita Blake book,
"Danse Macabre"

Kim Harris put out the new Rachel Morgan book
"Fistful of Charms"

These are two of my fave series and authors.

Also in June, I re-read the 4 LKH Merry Gentry Books
and love, love, love them - the next one isn't due out
until Nov or Dec so I'm on pins and needles waiting
for it. Maybe it'll be out before I leave on vacation
and I can read it on the cruise ship - that would
rock.

My mother was in the hospital again on June 29, and
got out on July 1. She'd apparently stopped taking
her diuretic because it "made her go to the bathroom
all the time" and she swelled up like a balloon. She
was also anemic and they had to give her blood. I
can't hardly blame her for not wanting to go to the
bathroom all the time because she uses a walker and
her legs are shot through with arthritis, so it just
plain hurts when she has to walk.

THEN, she fell down this past Tuesday (on the way to
the bathroom - OF COURSE). She's supposed to get out
of the hospital tomorrow. She has two compression fractures (to be
honest, I don't know what that means, so I'll Google
it soon) and is still anemic. More blood today, home
tomorrow. I hope. It's hell when parents get old
because there's not really much you can do for them...