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xoxo,
Friday, April 24, 2009
Hiatus
I will be on hiatus for about a week. I am in full blown conference mode, as we leave early Tuesday and I'll be back late Thursday. Wish me luck! I'm a nervous wreck right now. We are headed to the Coast but at least it's not Myrtle Beach...(Soxy, thinking of you!!) Please say a few prayers for those that have been impacted by these awful fires.
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xoxo,
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xoxo,
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Adventures with Mr. P
Last night, he asked if I wanted to go for a walk with him and even though I'm majorly stressed out with work right now and should have worked late, I agreed it would probably do me some good and off we went.
We set out to this park where there are lots and lots of trails that weave in and out of neighborhoods. The first part of the trail begins at this really pretty pond and we saw some baby ducks!! Sure wish I brought my camera with me.
We had walked for about an hour and we ended up in this neighborhood. I noticed Mr. P looking around with a strange look on his face. Finally I asked him "You have no idea where we are, do you." And he said "nope."
Over an hour later, we made it back to his house. Oy vey. We walked almost 6 miles!!
The good news: I lost a pound this morning, so maybe the 2 hour trek was worth it, ha! And now I have something to make fun of him about: Getting lost in his own neck of the woods.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Pictures of Bob
If you missed the story of Bob, please click here to read his background.
His "Angel" that helped rescue him visited him this weekend, and here he is!! My eyes welled up when I saw these pics. If ONLY you all could see his "before", then you would appreciate his amazing after. His hair was SO long and matted and he was consumed with fleas.
Can't you see happiness in his eyes???? What a sweetie. ALL animals deserve to be treated like this.
Bob with his "Angel." His nose is finally healing.
No, Bob is not the "cutest" dog in the world. But to me, he is. He's special. He represents hope for all the mistreated animals in this world.
On a side note, for those of you that have lost a pet to cancer, please visit Jersey Girl's blog. She is raising money for this very cause. Check it out and help out if you can! Go Team SMK!
His "Angel" that helped rescue him visited him this weekend, and here he is!! My eyes welled up when I saw these pics. If ONLY you all could see his "before", then you would appreciate his amazing after. His hair was SO long and matted and he was consumed with fleas.
Can't you see happiness in his eyes???? What a sweetie. ALL animals deserve to be treated like this.
Bob with his "Angel." His nose is finally healing.
No, Bob is not the "cutest" dog in the world. But to me, he is. He's special. He represents hope for all the mistreated animals in this world.
On a side note, for those of you that have lost a pet to cancer, please visit Jersey Girl's blog. She is raising money for this very cause. Check it out and help out if you can! Go Team SMK!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
The sweetest thing
If this face isn't angelic, I don't know what is?? Girlfriend is gonna grow up all sassy and southern too. She has a beautiful home waiting for her in the deep fried country, 2 dogs, 1 cat, 2 loving parents, and a whole MESS of family. Welcome to the world, sweet baby Emma.
Check out the gorgeous cake my friend made for the mommy! (it was her present for having to eat popsicles for 2 days)
Check out the gorgeous cake my friend made for the mommy! (it was her present for having to eat popsicles for 2 days)
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
PS Thank you
I got an award from Just Jen at http://becauseicouldneverkeepupwithadiary.blogspot.com/. Thank you!! I'm going to pass this on - just give me a few days. :) Thanks again Jen! You rock.
Stress Eating
Something that never changes with me (until someday I slow down and work on the problem) I stress eat.
With the jobs that I've had the last 8 years or so, I've always had one big event that occurs during the year that I am responsible for planning from start to finish. I get antsy and stressed and it never fails: I eat. Well, our big event is in 2 weeks.
Last night I was working til 8:00 PM here at the office and what did I do? Ate myself through a bag of chips and 2 (TWO) cokes. Even Sock Monkey was appalled!!
I should know that during these times I should have my drawers stocked with healthy snacks, fruit, etc. I should KNOW this. But...put a donut in front of me and I would devour it like it was the cure for cancer.
What I need is this:
Oh and this would be nice too:
"Lameoid" excuses in my head for not exercing this week:
Stayed up til midnight doing taxes Monday night; last night worked at the office til 8, then worked until 11 PM on more work remotely from my laptop.
I'm going to have to start getting up before work and exercising! NO excuses for not finding time. None whatsoever. Lots of people are busy and they find time. I refuse to give up on my running efforts and I won't.
Planning is key.
Fortunately for me, our weigh in isn't til Friday so maybe I can do some damage control by then.
Post to come...my dear friend (who is like a sister to me) had a baby yesterday! Her name is Emma and I'll be visiting tonight. Pics to come :) I just love to hold a newborn!
With the jobs that I've had the last 8 years or so, I've always had one big event that occurs during the year that I am responsible for planning from start to finish. I get antsy and stressed and it never fails: I eat. Well, our big event is in 2 weeks.
Last night I was working til 8:00 PM here at the office and what did I do? Ate myself through a bag of chips and 2 (TWO) cokes. Even Sock Monkey was appalled!!
I should know that during these times I should have my drawers stocked with healthy snacks, fruit, etc. I should KNOW this. But...put a donut in front of me and I would devour it like it was the cure for cancer.
What I need is this:
Oh and this would be nice too:
"Lameoid" excuses in my head for not exercing this week:
Stayed up til midnight doing taxes Monday night; last night worked at the office til 8, then worked until 11 PM on more work remotely from my laptop.
I'm going to have to start getting up before work and exercising! NO excuses for not finding time. None whatsoever. Lots of people are busy and they find time. I refuse to give up on my running efforts and I won't.
Planning is key.
Fortunately for me, our weigh in isn't til Friday so maybe I can do some damage control by then.
Post to come...my dear friend (who is like a sister to me) had a baby yesterday! Her name is Emma and I'll be visiting tonight. Pics to come :) I just love to hold a newborn!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Lock the cellar door and baby...
...talk dirty to me!
Last night, I went out with some girlfriends and we had a blast! There was a band playing 80's rock music like Def Lepard, Poison, Guns N Roses, etc. You know...all the greats. LOL!
Today, I went to the park to try to get in a little running time. Now I know for sure - running outside is MUCH harder than running on a treadmill. I could barely run 3/4 mile before I thought my lungs were going to explode and my legs would collapse under me. I was breathing HARD. I guess it's because on the treadmill everything is constant, while outside the terrain is always changing and I think you have to use more energy to propel yourself forward. However, I will say I pushed myself as hard as I could and when I couldn't run anymore I walked. And then I ran another .25 and then walked some more. All in all I did about 3 miles. One thing is for sure: I sweated. Hopefully I'll get stronger every time.
Last night, I went out with some girlfriends and we had a blast! There was a band playing 80's rock music like Def Lepard, Poison, Guns N Roses, etc. You know...all the greats. LOL!
Today, I went to the park to try to get in a little running time. Now I know for sure - running outside is MUCH harder than running on a treadmill. I could barely run 3/4 mile before I thought my lungs were going to explode and my legs would collapse under me. I was breathing HARD. I guess it's because on the treadmill everything is constant, while outside the terrain is always changing and I think you have to use more energy to propel yourself forward. However, I will say I pushed myself as hard as I could and when I couldn't run anymore I walked. And then I ran another .25 and then walked some more. All in all I did about 3 miles. One thing is for sure: I sweated. Hopefully I'll get stronger every time.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
HOPE for abused animals
(Warning, this is long. Grab popcorn.)
If you are like me, I'm very sensitive to hearing stories of animal abuse. It breaks my heart into a thousand pieces. I almost can't listen to the news sometimes, because often times a story will break about a horrible crime committed against a innocent animal. It affects me to my core when I hear stories like this. (as well as babies and old people.)
So I wanted to share a "happy ending" story with you about a dog named Bob.
Where I used to work, there was a house behind our office with a fuzzy dog in the backyard. He looked mostly chow, but had something else in him. He had the sweetest temperment, but his coat was matted, his nose was raw and bloody (we weren't sure from what at the time), and he was eaten up with fleas.
Every morning for a while, I'd sneak a milk bone through the fence for him. He was so sweet and would wag his tail with excitement. We never saw his human(s). Even on the nights we worked late, we never saw anyone come out to play with him, give him love, take him for a walk, nothing. There was food and water thrown out, but obviously all they did was dump it and take off.
Then, one day I didn't see Bob. I looked and looked - and then I found him. He was shut up in a small pen in the back of the house. It was the most pitiful thing I've ever seen. Yes, he had food and water, but the water was green. And he had limited shade (this is the South -it gets HOT with a capital H here.) Plus, with his fur he might as well have been wearing a fur coat. He would cry and cry. And all he had for shelter was a rickety old dog house. There was nothing we could do - we couldn't get to him to give him dog bones. We couldn't pet him. Nothing. Broke my heart.
We called shelter after shelter. Could someone help? They were all overun and couldn't help. We called the local pound (not a great option but at least he'd have medical attention). We called the animal police - they said "no he has basic shelter and food and water." (I disagree but whatever.)
Last September, I left my job and went to work for this new company. I had to tell Bob goodbye. I about killed me to leave him! I hated to leave him in such a state (I used to whisper to him that I'd get him out of this mess), but the lady who worked in the building next to me promised to keep an eye on him and to send me updates.
Fast forward about 6 months. A few weeks ago, I received an email from "Angel" the lady next door. (I call her Angel because she is Bob's angel and made this all happen.) She had continued to call animal shelters asking for help for Bob. Finally, one listened! Yes - they would be glad to help! Just tell us where he is located.
I got an email the next day that the rescue center had deemed him crucial enough to rescue. They were taking him in and would find him a foster family! He would receive medical treatment for all of his ailments (we found out later he had internal worms and his raw nose was from an infection that never healed because of his continuous exposure to the hot sun) but most importantly, love and attention.
"Angel" continues to get updates from the Shelter where Bob was taken. Here is the most recent, I thought I would share with you all.
Bob has moved to xxx Pet Resort. He went there for his recovery and to wait to see if he is strong enough for heartworm treatment. However, the people who own the business and work there fell in love with him and he is now named Bob - Lord of the Manor!
He has been moved to a large climate controlled building where he shares space with two cats - which he loves. There is a garage door which is opened for him to come and go as he pleases. He takes walks with the cats, when he isn't being walked by the staff....who are fighting over who took him last and who can take him next and who loves him the most! He is being woken up to be loved. He gets to greet everyone. He is so soft they can't leave him alone.
His nose is completely healed! All it took was some cream and antibiotics.
(This is not Bob but his face is similar) :)
If you are like me, I'm very sensitive to hearing stories of animal abuse. It breaks my heart into a thousand pieces. I almost can't listen to the news sometimes, because often times a story will break about a horrible crime committed against a innocent animal. It affects me to my core when I hear stories like this. (as well as babies and old people.)
So I wanted to share a "happy ending" story with you about a dog named Bob.
Where I used to work, there was a house behind our office with a fuzzy dog in the backyard. He looked mostly chow, but had something else in him. He had the sweetest temperment, but his coat was matted, his nose was raw and bloody (we weren't sure from what at the time), and he was eaten up with fleas.
Every morning for a while, I'd sneak a milk bone through the fence for him. He was so sweet and would wag his tail with excitement. We never saw his human(s). Even on the nights we worked late, we never saw anyone come out to play with him, give him love, take him for a walk, nothing. There was food and water thrown out, but obviously all they did was dump it and take off.
Then, one day I didn't see Bob. I looked and looked - and then I found him. He was shut up in a small pen in the back of the house. It was the most pitiful thing I've ever seen. Yes, he had food and water, but the water was green. And he had limited shade (this is the South -it gets HOT with a capital H here.) Plus, with his fur he might as well have been wearing a fur coat. He would cry and cry. And all he had for shelter was a rickety old dog house. There was nothing we could do - we couldn't get to him to give him dog bones. We couldn't pet him. Nothing. Broke my heart.
We called shelter after shelter. Could someone help? They were all overun and couldn't help. We called the local pound (not a great option but at least he'd have medical attention). We called the animal police - they said "no he has basic shelter and food and water." (I disagree but whatever.)
Last September, I left my job and went to work for this new company. I had to tell Bob goodbye. I about killed me to leave him! I hated to leave him in such a state (I used to whisper to him that I'd get him out of this mess), but the lady who worked in the building next to me promised to keep an eye on him and to send me updates.
Fast forward about 6 months. A few weeks ago, I received an email from "Angel" the lady next door. (I call her Angel because she is Bob's angel and made this all happen.) She had continued to call animal shelters asking for help for Bob. Finally, one listened! Yes - they would be glad to help! Just tell us where he is located.
I got an email the next day that the rescue center had deemed him crucial enough to rescue. They were taking him in and would find him a foster family! He would receive medical treatment for all of his ailments (we found out later he had internal worms and his raw nose was from an infection that never healed because of his continuous exposure to the hot sun) but most importantly, love and attention.
"Angel" continues to get updates from the Shelter where Bob was taken. Here is the most recent, I thought I would share with you all.
Bob has moved to xxx Pet Resort. He went there for his recovery and to wait to see if he is strong enough for heartworm treatment. However, the people who own the business and work there fell in love with him and he is now named Bob - Lord of the Manor!
He has been moved to a large climate controlled building where he shares space with two cats - which he loves. There is a garage door which is opened for him to come and go as he pleases. He takes walks with the cats, when he isn't being walked by the staff....who are fighting over who took him last and who can take him next and who loves him the most! He is being woken up to be loved. He gets to greet everyone. He is so soft they can't leave him alone.
His nose is completely healed! All it took was some cream and antibiotics.
That email brought me to tears! And the best part is I might get to go see Bob (who I forgot to mention is about 10-11 years old) next week. (By the way, Bob was not his original name. They changed it so that Bob could "leave his past behind him and embrace his new better life.") I love the name Bob. It fits him to a tee.
(This is not Bob but his face is similar) :)
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Bad Day
+3 pounds on the scales this morning.
I'm so depressed. But I did it to myself with all my eating and drinking this weekend. What ya gonna do? No one to be mad at but myself. It's just frustrating that 2 days can blow your weigh loss efforts. I ate perfect last Thursday, Friday and Monday and Tuesday. I also worked out a LOT. My co-workers all either lost or stayed the same. Just a bad week for me.
Can I also mention how stressed out I am at work?? Bob said just last week about how much stress can affect a person's weight loss. Maybe I'm holding in too much stress. Who knows. I work late just about every night. The past few nights I have woken up every hour on the hour thinking about work. I'm tired. I'm cranky. I'm STRESSED. To be frank, I'm just plain ole PISSED. Most days I smile big and act all happy. But some days I just really don't feel like. Today, I want to just be mad. Just for today. (It doesn't help matters that one person already bit my head off this morning.) I think it's a helmet kind of day.
Don't worry, I am NOT giving up. I am doing this for life. I have 40 pounds to shed and I will get there.
Just not today. :( Back in the saddle, er treadmill, tonight.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
"Run baby run baby run baby run...."
ETA: Completed a mile on the treadmill tonight! Granted, it was a loooong one mile, as it took me around 13 minutes, hahaha. I was traveling around 4.7 mph, but I have really short legs, it was all I could handle. But didn't matter, I was just focused on the distance, and not concerned with speed just yet. Right now I'm just focused on my overall conditioning and getting stronger. Cause that-that-that-that don't kill me, will only make me stronger...(thanks, Kanye.)
Yesterday I had another "stellar" day of running. This time I'm up to a 3 quarter mile run. I walked an additional 1.25 miles, for an even 2 miles. It was all I had time for, as I got to the gym pretty late. Those of you that run, do you find it easier to run on the treadmill? I felt like last night I could have kept going much further. But trying to keep it baby steps, so I dont injure myself. Next week I hope to be running one mile every other day.
Weigh in is tomorrow. We'll see. I love that Run Baby Run song by Sheryl Crow. She's one of my all time fave artists.
Happy Tuesday all!
Yesterday I had another "stellar" day of running. This time I'm up to a 3 quarter mile run. I walked an additional 1.25 miles, for an even 2 miles. It was all I had time for, as I got to the gym pretty late. Those of you that run, do you find it easier to run on the treadmill? I felt like last night I could have kept going much further. But trying to keep it baby steps, so I dont injure myself. Next week I hope to be running one mile every other day.
Weigh in is tomorrow. We'll see. I love that Run Baby Run song by Sheryl Crow. She's one of my all time fave artists.
Happy Tuesday all!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Celebrity Inspiration
I'm not obsessed with celebrities persay, but I do enjoy reading celeb gossip magazines and websites from time to time. My favorite is of celebrities working out. Granted they have lots of money and can afford personal trainers, etc. But as my friend The Redhead this weekend pointed out, you still have to do the work. Just look at Oprah!
So here's some celebrity fitness inspiration for today: Anna Kournikova particiating in a triathalon from this past weekend.
Pics from The Skinny Website.
So here's some celebrity fitness inspiration for today: Anna Kournikova particiating in a triathalon from this past weekend.
Pics from The Skinny Website.
PS my good friend The Redhead, as she will be known as from now on, has been working out with a personal trainer for 3 months. She looks amazing and has lost like 27 pounds or something crazy like that. She went through a bad breakup, and instead of falling apart, she threw herself into working out. It has paid off like you can't even imagine. You go girl. You look incredible!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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