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November 2007
300%
300%. That's how much I've reduced my risk of dying prematurely of a cardiovascular disease, so far! In January, my risk of dying prematurely of a cardiovascular disease was 500%. "Basically you had NO chance", is what my doctor said. And that wasn't taking into consideration your Type II diabetes. (Remember August 2006's hellacious visit that later turned my pillow black with mascara ?
And a partridge in a pear tree.
I'm not blogging about partridges today. Or trees. I just have Christmas songs stuck in my head! I don't even have anything interesting to blog about.. But I feel like blogging. I'm a slacker blogger lately. I think I'll do this Kelsie style - bullets mania.
- We were watching The Biggest Loser on Tuesday night, and they have those 'Biggest Loser Trivia' questions before and after commercials.. anyway, apparently according to experts, in 2015, 75% of the population will be overweight.
Weekend Update
Good Monday morning, internet! I hope that all of you americans had a great Thanksgiving! I had a really great weekend. Friday Steph's work let them leave at 3pm because of Thanksgiving, so we stopped for some groceries and we were home by 4h30 which was so nice!! During my lunch hour I had picked up an artificial Christmas tree for 55% off. It's our first ever fake tree, and I have to say it doesn't look that bad. About 5 years ago I had picked up at cheap one at Wal-Mart, set it all up, hated it for a day then took it appart and returned it hehe.
Nancy 1, Chiquita 0
I finally got my groove back and tackled the kitchen, laundry and other chores! Die Chiquita! That reminds me of ABBA's "Chiquitita" : Chiquitita you and I cryyy, But the sun is still in the sky and shining above youuuu! When I was around 12 years old, my mother's friend Yvette was visiting, and the subject turned to Chiquita brand bananas. That reminded my mom of the Chiquitita song and Yvette had never heard it before.
It burns, burns, burns, the ring of fire.
I'm at home, sick, for the second day in a row. I feel guilty about taking 2 sick days in a row. But I just feel like crap. It all started Monday at work when I just felt off. My coworker J kept asking me if I was okay because apparently my eyes were puffy. Monday night when we got home I changed into comfy PJ's, and I was relaxing with Steph and Loki, while chatting on my computer. Aunt Flow also started that day and I was having major cramps. Then at some point I was wondering why my thigh muscles were hurting more than AF cramps?
Weekend Update
I'm sitting here at work trying to warm my purple hands on my steaming cup of coffee, thinking that I should try to come back to work on a Monday morning feeling rested and refreshed sometime.
Stealing this from Rebecca
1. I've come to realize that my butt:
** Is pretty useful to sit on and fall back on. That's really it's sole purpose. It has no esthetic value whatsoever.
2. I've come to realize that when I talk :
** I get so shy and nervous that I stutter and then I get even more embarrassed and can talk even less comprehensibly. Lately I feel really self conscious when I talk in english too...I feel like I sound so stupid when I talk in english. And I get even more shy because of it.
3. I've come to realize that, if I love someone (not family):
** I'd do anything to make them happy.
It starts in my toes, makes me crinkle my nose
Don't you love to sing that song?
This morning Steph made me the best omelette that he's ever made. It had red & green peppers, red onions, mushrooms, and low fat cheese. Yum! Oh and with some ham on the side. I'm lucky to have a husband who loves to cook breakfast, because I hate cooking breakfast. Because I'm soo not a morning person. Before Steph (BS? hehe) I never ate breakfast. It's Steph's favorite meal, and he's officially converted me.