Talking Out My Yipper

I started my hell-thy eating yesterday and let me tell you---> I gagged at every meal. I want to make this lifestyle change and I wanted to start B4 the New Year (for reasons I'm not sure of) but yesterday was Day 1 and not good. I started the day with eggs and sausage. You'd think that wouldn't be so bad but the eggs were really "egg-y" tasting and I even checked the expiration date on them and they weren't even close to bad so huh?? I poured the hot sauce on and swallowed without chewing. Then for lunch I am having salads (this time was lettuce & spinach with black olives,Western dressing) and I baked up some grilled lemon pepper fish and I couldn't take a second bite, I was gagging so bad! It was awful. Checked the date. It was fine. Tasted very "fishy" and the texture was blech. So I'm starting to think I might be turning the corner again into vegetarian-land. Beef-grosses me out to just cook, let alone eat. Pork-it's ok, I

I never used to get depressed after Christmas but apparently I am this year...and in a BIG WAY! I have been in such a bad mood, it's unreal, unnatural and unfair. So continue reading at your own risk... I woke up the day after Christmas...no before that I was feeling "something not quite right" but then again I haven't been "quite right" for quite some time. But I was thinking about how I've been sick with bronchitis now for over 5 weeks and how I am supposed to wear a mask when I leave the house; which would mean wearing it to my mom's which WASN'T gonna happen but still. So, the day after Christmas I woke up hating the day. My cousin and her kid stayed overnight due to the weather and I was not real happy about it b/c I end up babysitting for her b/c she never gets up AND cleaning up after she leaves b/c she never helps clean up the mess her kid makes. So there was that and then Will begging and crying when I said no to opening and using his ne

I stayed up until 2 am the other night watching "2 Weeks in Hell," a show about the process of trying to become a Green Beret. I have to admit that YES this show looked harder than what I went thru but at the time I thought what I was going thru was in fact HELL and the worst thing I had ever experienced but also weirdly enjoyed the whole boot camp/basic training experience. I didn't like FTU very much but once my fat, tired and useless ass was in gear...and I was officially in basic training then it was aw-ight. My mom and sister kept all the letters I wrote home. 01 June 01 says: the Drill Sergeants make me laugh, which of course, gets me and all the others in trouble. When I got my Army debit card and was having trouble activating it this one DS asked where I was from and when I said South Bend, Indiana he said "figures." Then he asked me if I got a GED or diploma? When I said diploma he said "what a shame." :) Going to eat is a disaster. It'

Christmas just isn't the same anymore. I am like in mourning over Christmas' past. I loved going to Granny's with all those people and it just being NUTS! There was like over 50 people staying there or something crazy like that. Granny only had 4 spare bedrooms and a finished basement but it always worked out. I loved that every year we went to the movies late on Christmas Day. I want that tradition to continue: this year I want to see Nine. Also, I'd like to NOT be sick on Christmas Eve and Day. Doctor switched my meds yesterday and I feel like crap. Everything sounds like its underwater. My Kenny G Christmas music just isn't gonna sound the same. Since we already celebrated with the in-laws, my family is going to our church Christmas Eve celebration and donut give-away for the first time ever in the 6 years Vineyard has been our home. I get to take pictures for the photography team and wear a mask...Oh yeah, so sick and no immunity that I have to wear a mask in pu

We watched A Christmas Story for the first time last night and I was reminded of some of the horrible gifts I've been given in the past. One year, I remember my mom gave Kendra and I everything the same, but just in different colors...which included this little stationary set that had little Santa erasers in it. We still razz her about that because it was just so stupid. I got a homemade sweatshirt once from my step-grandma that had doilies hot glued all over it. Oh and the best was how my real grandma would buy her favorite grandkids Notre Dame stuff that was new, like still had the tags on it while I got a dirty old sweatshirt that was falling apart and had cardinals on it that was clearly straight out the dumpster. One year I did get this Sesame Street playhouse toy-thingy but it was all dirty and broken and I was like 12. Ooooo, I remember the year I decided to never again participate in the school gift exchange because everyone was talking and hoping and praying to NOT get the

This Christmas season started for me in like September. That was the first time I saw a store putting up their ornaments to sell and I thought "Geeesch, it's not even October!" But I did find Em's ornament that day, at that store and it's perfect. Anywho, when the "real" Christmas season rolled around I was bombarded by texts from women talking about "christmas decorations is gonna cause us to get divorced" and "I hate how he puts the lights up outside" or "I hope he doesn't expect me to wrap all these presents" or "he wants to just buy everyone a snuggie." I laughed a lot at these texts because Brian does leave the shopping to me (thank God) and actually will pretty much do anything I ask him to do (and he's quite the little wrapping perfectionist I might add). But the decoration fights/arguments, I finally understood...I couldn't recall doing it in the past but for some reason, we did this year. Anywh

So I agreed, again, to have a stupid home party. Stupid, stupid me. This party was for Silpada jewelry and their stuff ROCKS however: kinda pricey...hence having the party to earn free stuff. The last time I had one was about 3 years ago or so. It was so successful that I actually had to pick out even MORE stuff when it came time to write out the free stuff I earned. This time: notta-so-mush! It was doomed from the beginning really. The week leading up to the party consisted of my husband having the flu and me having a pap smear (i love that... smear ). Anywho, I almost strangled my husband and then almost bled to death at the gyno. The best part of the whole week was my new bestie Melissa coming to take care of me all the next day BUT the last thing she said to me before she left was "I'm gonna punch you in the uterus." Good times. So as of right now I don't have enough orders to get anything for free so this sucks. I put a lot of time and effort into the