Friday, March 25, 2016


I've surveyed a few random people and all believe that oatmeal with chocolate chips is a snack. Charro really pisses me off sometimes with her random food rules.  I am seriously going to let her have it when she tries to bring me a muffin or a bagel for a snack.  

So this was really creepy...I was walking down the street and I saw a man with a black ski mask on, and on top of that, a green, plastic scary mask.  It was creepy and not okay, especially in this day in age.  Creepy.  I think cops should be able to ask him to remove it, but since there's no law against wearing masks, I guess they can't.

That's all.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Oatmeal apparently is not a snack

I didn't feel like going to see Charro today.  I didn't really feel like going anywhere.  I'm tired, cranky and pmsing, so that about sums it up.

I had sent Charro a pretty vague email on Monday, so of course she wanted to talk about that.  She said, "Do you want to talk about the email you sent?"  I said no, but of course that wasn't an acceptable answer.  She did most of the talking because I just was not in the mood to talk at all.  At one point, the topic shifted to food and oatmeal came up.  I was saying how I thought oatmeal was a good snack and she said, "Oatmeal is not a snack.  It's a breakfast food.  You eat it for breakfast."  Um, seriously, that just pissed me off because since when can you only eat breakfast foods in the morning?  That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.  It's not like I wanted it for dinner.  I wanted it as a snack with chocolate chips in it.  How is that not a snack??  If I thought fast enough, I should have said, "Then don't ever bring me a muffin or a bagel for a snack because those are breakfast foods."  That wouldn't have gone over well, but WTF, if oatmeal can only be eaten at breakfast, than those other foods can only be eaten at breakfast too.  Next time she wants to bring me a muffin for a snack, she's going to hear about that!!

I'm clearly in a pissy mood and I can't see well out of my contacts because I got a new prescription and I've adjusted to my glasses but my contacts remained the same.  Grrr.

Okay, I feel a little better now.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Skip it

Sometimes dinner is unnecessary, like when you go to a friend's for brunch and are still too full from it to eat dinner.  I have a feeling that others (Charro) might disagree with that.  Actually, "might" might be quite the understatement.  Sometimes I just don't care.  I haven't been working out at a normal intensity in 6 weeks and that bugs me, and I will be in a bikini next week, so there's that.  I'm hoping to try running tomorrow to see how that goes.  Hopefully my head will feel fine and I can start getting back into shape.  That will make me happy because I am so sick of the elliptical, plus the weather is getting nice so I want to be able to run outside.  Okay, so it's snowing now, but it was 80 degrees 10 days ago.  Weird.  I'd like to be running barefoot on the beach next week so let's hope for a non-concussed head.

Monday, March 14, 2016

Recovery Road

I've been watching this new show called Recovery Road.  It's about this high school girl who gets sent to live in a sober living house.  It's good, I like it.  I'm guessing that I would like it even if I didn't have an ED and was drawn to these types of shows.  There are no ED people in this show, since it's about drugs and alcohol.  Hopefully it will get picked up for a second season.  

Charro has me on a challenge for Lent, which I haven't fully been participating in.  I'm supposed to be drinking at least 8 ounces of a calorie drink every day.  Well, I haven't exactly been doing that.  I did make a promise to her today that I will do it every day until Good Friday.  I bought some apple cider and will drink that every day for the next 12 days.  I may add a little water to it and not drink exactly 8 ounces, but it's better than nothing.  I did not buy the 2% milk that she told me to buy the other day, but whatever. That's not happening.

Friday, March 11, 2016

I love my doctor

I had a dream about my former doctor last night, probably because when I went to my GI they asked who my PCP was and they called the day before to find that info out as well.  Then Charro brought her up yesterday, so there's been a lot of talk about my doctor, who I love but moved away. :(  

We've actually kept in touch a little.  She said she would love to go stand up paddle boarding with me when I'm in Florida, so when I was there last month, we tried to make it work, but couldn't.  Next time I go visit my sister, hopefully I'll get to see her.  She's really cool and I'm bummed that she moved, but I'll take her as a friend now that she's not my doctor anymore.  It will be interesting when I go to the girl who replaced her because she's so young.  I think she's only 29, which is weird.  Will she ask me a million questions because I've never met her, or will she just look at my file and go from there?  Hmm, I don't need to go until this summer so I've got time, unless I get sick or something.

I don't know what I did in my class last night but I'm a little stiff this morning.  That's a good thing.

Thursday, March 10, 2016

That doesn't usually happen

I was on the subway, on my way home from Charro, and I looked at my arm and thought it looked skinny.  I rarely think that about any part of my body, so it always shocks me when that happens.  Of course, I'll probably look at it later on and think it's huge, so I'll just try to enjoy the skinny arm moment.

Charro is upping the challenges for me.  It's fabulous.  She said I need to go buy 2% milk and drink a glass of that with chocolate in it every day for the next two weeks.  Well, I can tell you right now that that's not going to happen.  Chocolate milk is something you have to crave, not something you just drink.  She's not going to be thrilled with me, but she might not even remember she said that to me anyway.  She has me doing a couple of other things too, but nothing crazy.

It's 78 degrees out and I'm LOVING IT!!!!  It makes me very, very happy.  I walked to Charro's in a tank top and shorts.  Happiness!

Charro pointed out today that we've been working together for 9 years.  WTF!!!??  [GEEZ] in a freaking box is all I have to say about that.

Friday, March 04, 2016


I made chili Wednesday night.  I've only eaten it twice and I'm already sick of it, which is a problem since I have a ton of it.  I need to invite some friends over to eat some, that's the only way I'll get rid of it.  I'd freeze it, but it's never the same when you defrost it.

Yesterday I told Charro I was going to have a smoothie for lunch and it was like I told her the world was ending.  I think her response was, "Absolutely not!!  That is not ever a meal.  Maybe it's a snack, maybe, but it's never a meal."  Hmm, well I think it could be a meal.  I also think yogurt could pass as a meal, so there ya go.

I thought my oven smelled like it was burning, but it's apparently coming from the apartment next door because I'm done cooking and it still stinks like burnt toast in here.  Nothing I made burned so it's not me.

I think my head might be starting to feel better.  We'll see.  It feels a bit better today so I'm REALLY hoping.  I can't take it anymore.

Tuesday, March 01, 2016

Fried mozz

Last night I had a dream I was at Charro's house, babysitting I think.  I know I got there in the morning and I think by the time Charro got home it was after lunch.  I hadn't eaten lunch.  She asked if I had and I told her no. (I'm guessing that I fed her children or she would've killed me:).  I feel like we started the day at the beach and then ended up at her house, but I don't really remember, I just know I was there.

Anyway, when Charro got home she said, "You're staying for dinner." (I guess it was more of a late lunch). I tried to get out of that but she insisted and she said she was making something for me.  She finished cooking and told me to sit down and then put 15 large, triangular fried mozzarella "sticks" in front of me with sauce from a jar.  I was first horrified that she used jarred sauce because she is Italian, although I know she doesn't usually make her own sauce.  I was more horrified because I've never eaten any sauce from a jar.  I'm Italian and it's always been homemade in my house.  I was going to tell her that I couldn't eat them because of her fake sauce, and I think I tried that, but I knew it wouldn't work.  She told me I had to eat 10 of them.  No way in hell I was eating 10 of them.  They were huge.  No one would eat 10 of them.  I tried to sneak some to her daughter but was afraid I was going to get caught.  I ate two and that was it.  I'm not quite sure what happened after that.  Oh, she also poured me a big glass of juice and told me that I had to drink that too.  

I also had a dream that I saw her at the gym I teach at.  She was riding a bike next to her friend.  I had taught two classes and then came out to work out for a while longer.

I hadn't seen Charro for a week so I guess I had a lot to fill her in on, which is probably why I had those dreams.  I had a good sesh.  Can't wait to tell her these dreams on Thursday.