Alpacas With Post-Punk Hair
It is what it is and I love it.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Thursday, December 09, 2010
How do you not love some Dexter?
Can't help it. I love him. I would probably marry Michael C. Hall... and maybe even Dexter Morgan, if he were a real person. I think I could look past all of the murders and whatnot.
So, what's Dexter's favorite Christmas song?
So, what's Dexter's favorite Christmas song?
Monday, November 22, 2010
P90X Update
I'm back on the P90X wagon. It wasn't like I really meant to quit, but when the only room in your house that you have ample space to workout in, literally has the floor torn out, it is kind of hard to keep up the routine. So, I did the first 3 1/2 weeks of P90X Lean (the more cardio, aerobic focused program), quit for 3 weeks, and am currently back to it. I wasn't sure if it were better to pick up where I left off or restart the program. I opted for restarting. I am now currently starting week 4 of the P90X Lean program.
Here's the thing: I think I am becoming slightly obsessed. If it gets to be midnight and I haven't found time in my busy schedule to complete my workout, I do it then. At midnight. The day we got our carpet put in the basement, I skipped doing my Legs & Back routine because the carpet guys were in there all day and we moved furniture back in (which I figured really could COUNT as my legs and back workout), but I felt guilty as all get out the entire time I tried to fall asleep that night, even in to the next morning. The thought of skipping a day makes me feel guilty. I can't let my main man, Tony Horton, down!
Here's some good news: I have lost 13.8 lbs in the first 3 weeks! Really it's probably closer to 15 lbs., since I've eaten and apple and steamed rice and am fully clothed today (Yes, I LITERALLY just weighed myself), and the first time I weighed myself before starting it was first thing in the morning, wearing next to nil (sorry for any visual that may have occurred... yikes). WOOT! I know it will slow down tremendously as my body adjusts but 13.8 lbs. averages at 4.6 lbs. per week and that is definitely motivation enough to keep going! Not that the thought of Tony Horton being disappointed in me isn't motivation enough.
Do you all know the P90X program? If not, I'm sorry because you have no idea what I'm talking about and are probably asking yourselves, who the H (F for my more vulgar friends) is Tony Horton? He's the p90X guru, folks. You can link to the P90X site at the top of my blog or here, if you want to know more about what I'm talking about. I just always assume people know because there is a P90X infomercial on every six seconds.
Anyway, I'm off because I need to get in my YogaX before I go plan my afternoon counseling sessions and that shiz is 90 minutes long so I need to get to it!
Here's the thing: I think I am becoming slightly obsessed. If it gets to be midnight and I haven't found time in my busy schedule to complete my workout, I do it then. At midnight. The day we got our carpet put in the basement, I skipped doing my Legs & Back routine because the carpet guys were in there all day and we moved furniture back in (which I figured really could COUNT as my legs and back workout), but I felt guilty as all get out the entire time I tried to fall asleep that night, even in to the next morning. The thought of skipping a day makes me feel guilty. I can't let my main man, Tony Horton, down!
Here's some good news: I have lost 13.8 lbs in the first 3 weeks! Really it's probably closer to 15 lbs., since I've eaten and apple and steamed rice and am fully clothed today (Yes, I LITERALLY just weighed myself), and the first time I weighed myself before starting it was first thing in the morning, wearing next to nil (sorry for any visual that may have occurred... yikes). WOOT! I know it will slow down tremendously as my body adjusts but 13.8 lbs. averages at 4.6 lbs. per week and that is definitely motivation enough to keep going! Not that the thought of Tony Horton being disappointed in me isn't motivation enough.
Do you all know the P90X program? If not, I'm sorry because you have no idea what I'm talking about and are probably asking yourselves, who the H (F for my more vulgar friends) is Tony Horton? He's the p90X guru, folks. You can link to the P90X site at the top of my blog or here, if you want to know more about what I'm talking about. I just always assume people know because there is a P90X infomercial on every six seconds.
Anyway, I'm off because I need to get in my YogaX before I go plan my afternoon counseling sessions and that shiz is 90 minutes long so I need to get to it!
Can't Handle It...
Okay, so I know I haven't posted a REAL blog post in a LONG time but you HAVE to watch this video. I get really annoyed by cutesy animal videos, but seriously... SERIOUSLY. Just watch it.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
The Great Outdoors that is the Greater South Side
*Disclaimer: This post contains graphic gory disgusting details toward the end.
I thought I would take a little time today to enlighten you all as to the fantastic woodland creatures that you can all meet if you come visit. You know you all need an outdoor adventure, so COME ON!
Jack and I now have a new friend that moved in close to our house! Want to meet him? He doesn't have a name, and frankly, I haven't seen him except for the ONE time... but as far as I'm concerned, he's a buddy.
I believe I may have previously mentioned the squirrel family that we have living in our trees as well. If not, we have several squirrels that live here. Kaiah hates them because they tease her. She'll chase them up the tree and they'll get to a branch, just barely above Kaiah's reach and will chatter at her. I honestly think they are mocking her.
(I will also add that there are a variety of birds and bunnies and this guy that live here, but they aren't super news-worthy.)
Now, on to the real story. Shortly after I discovered the Orb Weaver, I also discovered that there are two owls living in our pine tree. I went outside with Kaiah one night and I heard this noise that I could only assume was the collaborative noise of 3 dying dogs. Well, all of a sudden, I look up because I hear a rustling and an owl swooped out of the tree, right at my head! As soon as it got across the street, I could hear it "who whoing" back and forth with the remaining owl in the tree. I assumed since I heard the noise no longer that it was some weird mating noise or conversation the two were having before the dear friends parted ways. This all happened about 2-3 weeks ago.
This is where the story really starts. About a week ago, I started scolding Kaiah when we went outside because she wouldn't leave the eave extension alone. Then, a few days ago I started smelling what can only be referred to as "the smell". I told Jack that there was something that was clearly dead in the eave extension. He told me he checked and that there was nothing there. BOY was he WRONG. Finally after two days of the stench increasing, I forced Jack to take the extension out and check even though he ASSURED me it was just "stagnant water". As soon as he pulled it off he goes, "oh... there's something in there all right".
DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT IT WAS?!?!?
A DEAD RACCOON!!! A completely mushified decomposing pile of maggots, teeth and a tiny striped piece of tail! DISGUSTING! Jack tried to convince me it wasn't a raccoon but I know raccoon tail when I see it. Sick. It was seriously mush!
What does this have to do with the owls you ask? I have decided that the noise that I heard the night of the owls was actually that raccoon trying to free itself from my eave spout and the sound alarmed the owl and made it fly across the street! How horrible is that? Maybe I could have saved the probably rabid little dude, had I known! Sad!
Okay, that is all for my nasty nature stories. Here's a cute picture of Kaiah in her new tie-dyed bandana I got her at FarMar this weekend to replace all of the grossness!
I thought I would take a little time today to enlighten you all as to the fantastic woodland creatures that you can all meet if you come visit. You know you all need an outdoor adventure, so COME ON!
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| Orbil |
As any of you who are facebook or twitter followers know, I recently made friends with a darling Orb Weaver! He spun new webs outside my front door every night. He has now moved to the back door. How do I know that he is the same one, you may ask... I just do! He's special! Here is a really crappy photo of him.
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| Jack and friend... I'm very aware that he could probably live inside of Jack's beard. |
Jack and I now have a new friend that moved in close to our house! Want to meet him? He doesn't have a name, and frankly, I haven't seen him except for the ONE time... but as far as I'm concerned, he's a buddy.
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| Releasing our new buddy in to the wild... that is, a bush in front of our house! |
I believe I may have previously mentioned the squirrel family that we have living in our trees as well. If not, we have several squirrels that live here. Kaiah hates them because they tease her. She'll chase them up the tree and they'll get to a branch, just barely above Kaiah's reach and will chatter at her. I honestly think they are mocking her.
(I will also add that there are a variety of birds and bunnies and this guy that live here, but they aren't super news-worthy.)
Now, on to the real story. Shortly after I discovered the Orb Weaver, I also discovered that there are two owls living in our pine tree. I went outside with Kaiah one night and I heard this noise that I could only assume was the collaborative noise of 3 dying dogs. Well, all of a sudden, I look up because I hear a rustling and an owl swooped out of the tree, right at my head! As soon as it got across the street, I could hear it "who whoing" back and forth with the remaining owl in the tree. I assumed since I heard the noise no longer that it was some weird mating noise or conversation the two were having before the dear friends parted ways. This all happened about 2-3 weeks ago.
This is where the story really starts. About a week ago, I started scolding Kaiah when we went outside because she wouldn't leave the eave extension alone. Then, a few days ago I started smelling what can only be referred to as "the smell". I told Jack that there was something that was clearly dead in the eave extension. He told me he checked and that there was nothing there. BOY was he WRONG. Finally after two days of the stench increasing, I forced Jack to take the extension out and check even though he ASSURED me it was just "stagnant water". As soon as he pulled it off he goes, "oh... there's something in there all right".
DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT IT WAS?!?!?
A DEAD RACCOON!!! A completely mushified decomposing pile of maggots, teeth and a tiny striped piece of tail! DISGUSTING! Jack tried to convince me it wasn't a raccoon but I know raccoon tail when I see it. Sick. It was seriously mush!
What does this have to do with the owls you ask? I have decided that the noise that I heard the night of the owls was actually that raccoon trying to free itself from my eave spout and the sound alarmed the owl and made it fly across the street! How horrible is that? Maybe I could have saved the probably rabid little dude, had I known! Sad!
Okay, that is all for my nasty nature stories. Here's a cute picture of Kaiah in her new tie-dyed bandana I got her at FarMar this weekend to replace all of the grossness!
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| Such a pretty girl! |
Friday, October 15, 2010
A month later...
Wow.
It's been almost a month since I've blogged.
I'm aware of how ridiculous this is.
I've had a lot going on.
Tore up the basement.
I'm actually developing a caseload at work.
This means that I've had to work.
Several new diagnoses. (Yay... NOT.)
Brought back the phrase "NOT".
You know, the uje.
I've also decided that I can break down to the first syllable of "usual" by saying "uje" in order to make it sound right. Care to disagree with me? You come up with a better solution. (Saying the whole word is NOT an option.
Here's a picture to make up for the load of crap I've just made you read.
It's been almost a month since I've blogged.
I'm aware of how ridiculous this is.
I've had a lot going on.
Tore up the basement.
I'm actually developing a caseload at work.
This means that I've had to work.
Several new diagnoses. (Yay... NOT.)
Brought back the phrase "NOT".
You know, the uje.
I've also decided that I can break down to the first syllable of "usual" by saying "uje" in order to make it sound right. Care to disagree with me? You come up with a better solution. (Saying the whole word is NOT an option.
Here's a picture to make up for the load of crap I've just made you read.
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| Just a lil' something to show you how upset I was by my "Texas Toast" which was actually a tiny slice o' bun. I'm aware of how unflattering this picture is. It still makes me laugh. A lot. |
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