I feel like my blog has been a bit of a downer lately. No bueno!
So here is a list of seven lucky "upper's":
1. I will be in NYC soon!
2. I will be in NYC soon with 20 people I love (one in particular...)!
3. As of tomorrow, I will have officially reached my fitness goals set forth for me by my nutritionist!
4. Today was the first entirely successful run of one of my webinar events this year!
5. Boca Burgers and MorningStar Spicy Black Bean Burgers are God's gift to low-cal deliciousness! (in opposite regards - Easter candy is on the shelves!)
6. I can smell Spring in the air - it is almost here!
7. I get to live in my beautiful condo for another year!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Abuse
The thought has crept into my mind a few times the past couple of weeks: Why is it we tolerate being treated sub-par at work or in social settings in ways that would be considered abusive in a relationship?
As much as we build each other up and work as teams at work or elsewhere, there is an awful lot of battering that happens. People yell, throw swear words your direction, refer to each other as "stupid" or "incompetent," give the silent treatment, degrade one another to the point of feeling totally worthless, the list goes on.
Why do we tolerate this?
If someone in a romantic relationship treated you that way, it would definitely be considered verbal/emotional abuse. Do people stay in that type of situation because they are made to feel they are not valuable to that person/organization, let alone valuable to anyone else? What makes it ok with work? Is it because they pay us?
For the record, I am not currently experiencing this, but it has happened in the past.
Think about it though...how often do you let yourself be "abused" because it is your job? So not cool.
As much as we build each other up and work as teams at work or elsewhere, there is an awful lot of battering that happens. People yell, throw swear words your direction, refer to each other as "stupid" or "incompetent," give the silent treatment, degrade one another to the point of feeling totally worthless, the list goes on.
Why do we tolerate this?
If someone in a romantic relationship treated you that way, it would definitely be considered verbal/emotional abuse. Do people stay in that type of situation because they are made to feel they are not valuable to that person/organization, let alone valuable to anyone else? What makes it ok with work? Is it because they pay us?
For the record, I am not currently experiencing this, but it has happened in the past.
Think about it though...how often do you let yourself be "abused" because it is your job? So not cool.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Karma is a .....
Karma came and kicked me in the tail end.
Friday after work I was at the gym, doing my warm-up on the treadmill when this person comes up uncomfortably close and I turned and jumped - it was him...the ex I'd blogged about! I just knew at that moment that he'd read it and was there to tell me I'm a mean person, among other things.
Nope, he hadn't. But I confessed it all and he just laughed at me. Best news yet? He's getting married on Saturday and he has this amazingly happy glow about him that I haven't seen in years.
So how did Karma kick me? Well, he's lost 33 of the 40 pounds he gained and hasn't lost any more hair. Dang it all. What are the odds that I see the guy once in more than a year and then I say mean things and see him the next day? Yeah, I'm definitely keeping my mouth (fingers?) shut from now on.
Oh - and before anyone wonders - I moved on from this young man quite some time ago. Anyone who has ever been burned (badly) will understand how it just feels nice to be glad you aren't with someone and have a reassurance it is right not to be, no matter how many years later. And, c'mon! It is just funny to write about this kinda stuff. What's life without a little drama? My current beau knows all of these stories and loves me regardless of my foolish ways:-) In fact, encountering the ex was a slap in the face about just how much I love the current and how right this relationship is for me.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Petty
Guess what everyone?! I am petty, superficial, and immature, and I think I am the best looking/greatest thing alive (I am the benchmark for beauty after all). I am FILLED with internal ugliness.
Ah, perhaps I shouldn't have blogged that fleeting thought - that indulgent moment that will most suredly send me to hell.
Would I have ever said any of that had I thought for a moment either of the two involved would read it or that I'd ever see either again? Nope - never. If they are reading my blog then I am totally excited at the prospect of my cyber-stalkers, but need to spend a lifetime making up for my meany mcmeanerface comments.
I would remove my blog entry - it is mean and nasty and totally against my very nature. All who know me know I struggle daily with the trivial-ness of beauty and my lack thereof, battling out my inner/outer fatty at the gym (despite a 1300 calorie intake and 1.5 daily hrs.), and a million other non-petty concepts. I know, hard to believe I can think about non-petty things.
But I shall leave it. Why? Because I think that if anyone out there for one moment says they have never thought something like I blogged, then they are, to quote, a "liar, liar pants-on-fire." I publicly announce that looks are important to me. You guys just weren't dumb enough to blog about it. Me = conceited dummy en route to a very hot place. Who wants to come?
Ah, perhaps I shouldn't have blogged that fleeting thought - that indulgent moment that will most suredly send me to hell.
Would I have ever said any of that had I thought for a moment either of the two involved would read it or that I'd ever see either again? Nope - never. If they are reading my blog then I am totally excited at the prospect of my cyber-stalkers, but need to spend a lifetime making up for my meany mcmeanerface comments.
I would remove my blog entry - it is mean and nasty and totally against my very nature. All who know me know I struggle daily with the trivial-ness of beauty and my lack thereof, battling out my inner/outer fatty at the gym (despite a 1300 calorie intake and 1.5 daily hrs.), and a million other non-petty concepts. I know, hard to believe I can think about non-petty things.
But I shall leave it. Why? Because I think that if anyone out there for one moment says they have never thought something like I blogged, then they are, to quote, a "liar, liar pants-on-fire." I publicly announce that looks are important to me. You guys just weren't dumb enough to blog about it. Me = conceited dummy en route to a very hot place. Who wants to come?
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Justice
My middle name is "Evil." Just for today.
You know how, when someone does you wrong, you want the universe to turn things around in your favor? Just something that makes you feel this sense of satisfaction that all is right in the world?
Well, I got mine. I've been feeling it for awhile, but it was re-emphasized today.
Long story, but I happened upon some photos of an ex. He's gained a lot of weight. He's lost a lot of hair. Sweet revenge. Good news - he's gained a fiancee (perhaps wife by now). Better news? He's happy with her and committing! Best news? Call me Satan, but I'd say the general population would refer to me as quite a bit more aesthetically pleasing.
And to top it all off? The man I have now is just so much better for me in so many ways and more pleasing to my eyes. I echo my sentiment - I really lucked out!
Ahhhh...*yes*....life is good!
:-)
*disclaimer - I totally respect these individuals and realize they are marvelous and I once loved the man and I apologize if anyone associated reads this, but you know it is true!
You know how, when someone does you wrong, you want the universe to turn things around in your favor? Just something that makes you feel this sense of satisfaction that all is right in the world?
Well, I got mine. I've been feeling it for awhile, but it was re-emphasized today.
Long story, but I happened upon some photos of an ex. He's gained a lot of weight. He's lost a lot of hair. Sweet revenge. Good news - he's gained a fiancee (perhaps wife by now). Better news? He's happy with her and committing! Best news? Call me Satan, but I'd say the general population would refer to me as quite a bit more aesthetically pleasing.
And to top it all off? The man I have now is just so much better for me in so many ways and more pleasing to my eyes. I echo my sentiment - I really lucked out!
Ahhhh...*yes*....life is good!
:-)
*disclaimer - I totally respect these individuals and realize they are marvelous and I once loved the man and I apologize if anyone associated reads this, but you know it is true!
Monday, February 22, 2010
Choir Director
I have been serving as choir director for my ward (congregation) for about 20 months now. Yesterday, my replacement was called and I was released from my service.
I'm excited to be assigned to my next service opportunity, yet I'm sad to let go of something that made me a much stronger person both mentally and spiritually- challenging me to the point of tears many times. I love all of the choir members so very much and have endless gratitude towards them for everything they did - dedicating all of those hours to rehearsals/performances/consuming my fresh baked cookies every week. In the words of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, "Music is the language spoken by angels." My life has been filled with angels!
I'm excited to be assigned to my next service opportunity, yet I'm sad to let go of something that made me a much stronger person both mentally and spiritually- challenging me to the point of tears many times. I love all of the choir members so very much and have endless gratitude towards them for everything they did - dedicating all of those hours to rehearsals/performances/consuming my fresh baked cookies every week. In the words of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, "Music is the language spoken by angels." My life has been filled with angels!
Friday, February 19, 2010
315 lbs!
That's how much I can leg press now! Three sets of ten, actually. I could so totally launch a fat dude!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Creamy Caramel Nest Eggs
I stopped by fake Albertson's (those scoundrels changed my beloved Albertson's to Fresh Market, tempting me to "get fresh" with them, but I restrain) to pick up some pickles for my new favorite Veggie Burgers.
I walked down the aisle and my vision started to blur with excitement as the pastels of the most delicious candy of the year passed before mine eyes. Then, I saw them...my destiny, my loves, the thing I crave ten months of the year.
Oh, how my heart went pitter-patter!
I couldn't resist those Creamy Caramel Nest Eggs. They taunted me, they called my name. To quote Jacques from Finding Nemo, "I am ashamed." (normally I wouldn't be, but I've been working with a nutritionist for the past 2-3 months and should abstain from such treats to make myself as delicious as the candies )
To all those interested - they are even creamier and caramelier than ever before. I am in love.
I walked down the aisle and my vision started to blur with excitement as the pastels of the most delicious candy of the year passed before mine eyes. Then, I saw them...my destiny, my loves, the thing I crave ten months of the year.
Oh, how my heart went pitter-patter!
I couldn't resist those Creamy Caramel Nest Eggs. They taunted me, they called my name. To quote Jacques from Finding Nemo, "I am ashamed." (normally I wouldn't be, but I've been working with a nutritionist for the past 2-3 months and should abstain from such treats to make myself as delicious as the candies )
To all those interested - they are even creamier and caramelier than ever before. I am in love.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Protein
Every night before I go to bed, I consume a delicious and nutritious protein meal replacement drink.
Lately, as the winter weather has been chilling me to the bone, I have decided to make a sort of hot chocolate. I heat up the water, then add the powder and shake away.
Hot water makes steam, which makes pressure. Shaking adds pressure. Are you smellin' what I'm sniffin' at?
*POP* *BOOM*
I had no idea 2 ounces of liquid (that was all that was missing from the container) could so fully and evenly coat an entire kitchen wall, counter, sink, cabinets, and wipe board. I spent twenty minutes cleaning and, a week later, I am still finding remnants of that fateful night. But, you have to admit, it was pretty funny:-)
Lately, as the winter weather has been chilling me to the bone, I have decided to make a sort of hot chocolate. I heat up the water, then add the powder and shake away.
Hot water makes steam, which makes pressure. Shaking adds pressure. Are you smellin' what I'm sniffin' at?
*POP* *BOOM*
I had no idea 2 ounces of liquid (that was all that was missing from the container) could so fully and evenly coat an entire kitchen wall, counter, sink, cabinets, and wipe board. I spent twenty minutes cleaning and, a week later, I am still finding remnants of that fateful night. But, you have to admit, it was pretty funny:-)
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Diet Dr. Pepper
Strange as it may seem, the grumpy pants are now off - *poof* - gone! Maybe it was the Diet Dr. Pepper I had during my lunch break? Just what the Doctor ordered!
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