18 February, 2006

Tagged!; The Headache that Ate Two Weeks; The Power Jog of Death

I got tagged by Marvin (thanks!)

4 Jobs I've had
Pharmacy Tech
After-School Teacher
Development Director
Executive Director

4 Movies to Watch Over and Over
Steel Magnolias
Legally Blonde
Home Alone

4 Places I have Lived
Lafayette, LA
Alexandria, LA
Nashville, NC
Charlotte, NC

4 TV Shows I Watch
Project Runway
American Idol
Celebrity Fit Club
Will & Grace (so sue me)

4 Places I have been on vacation
Gatlinburg, TN
San Antonio, TX
Ocean Isle

4 Websites I Visit Daily
Miss Doxie
Amalah, Queen of Everything
The Reign of Ellen

4 Favorite Foods
Good Vodka

4 Places I'd Rather Be Right Now
A warm beach somewhere
Bookbuyers Used Book Store
Charleston, SC

4 Tags

(you will all have to use the comments or just email it to me for me to post )

That was fun!

The Headache That Ate Two Weeks
The last two weeks I have been tired. Exhausted. Fall into bed at 9:00 the children be damned. Then last Friday - headache! It hurt so bad I literally could not see to drive. It got better and worse all this week until Thursday when it built to a crescendo of pain unlike any pain. Ever. Even "off the chart"pitocin induced contractions. However, I was at Leadership Rowan and I could not leave, so I suffered through. Then I came home and eventually took my pain medication and it Knocked. Me. Out.

I slept all night, the headache finally broke and I woke up a new woman!

Grrrr. I hate migraines. I do, however, enjoy an occasional light coma induced by the pain meds. And the vodka. (only kidding! You should never mix good vodka with, well, anything but tonic!)

The Power Jog of Death
I went to a water aerobics class this morning. It was my "reward" for going back to the gym this week. You know, after the headache that ate...well, you know.

So we go along and do our workout and it is cool and then the chickie yells "30 seconds power jog!" "Woooooooooooooo"
And I think my legs are going to fall off. And we go back to regular jog. Suddenly "1 minute power jog!" "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

And I am sure I am going to die. But I am determined not to. And I don't.

But that was one of the best workouts ever. My goal this week is to try a spinning class. Any advice??

Keep it movin'

14 February, 2006

Oh, Interweb; Fun with Poodle; Stoked

Oh, Interweb
How I love you and hate you.

People like Amalah, Ellen, Isabel...and all the links you have and all the links YOU have...

You make me wanna be a better blogger. You make me want to quit my job and read blogs all day and write blogs all night. You make me want to spend money I don't have on a website and a webguy and some camera y'all use to capture priceless moments and post to your priceless blogs.

But alas, I'll be here on blogger for a while and my digital camera I already have will have to do and I will have to be my own web guy (I guess that means I pretty much can't fool around with him, then.)

But I DO want to improve my humble blog, so here is my plan.

1. Post.
2. Something funny.
3. No really.
4. Add some cool links.
5. Bury the not cool links.
6. Learn how to put priceless pictures on here.

Maybe one day I will be a "Blog of note."
Maybe one day I will break "Comments"
Maybe one day you will love me.
Maybe you already do and I just need to love myself...

Fun with Poodle
No, not some dog.

As if.

Poodle is really Brian, my soul sister. We **love** Poodle and bask in his attention, and when we don't get it we email him mean things until he responds.

Poodle is getting his PhD in English and I never, ever see him but I miss him like mad. He totally gets me. And I get him. And we are secretly twins.

We had an all-day email conversation that no doubt SHOULD have been accompanied by copious amounts of fine vodka BUT as I was at work and vodka is a starch on my plan (a STARCH for God's sake) and it was about 10 in the morning we, well, I, managed not to get totally stinkin' drunk while emailing the tied-for-coolest gay man I know.

But let me tell you we were FUNNY!

Maybe I need a co-host. Some witty banter. Some back-and-forth on this here blog.

Or maybe a gay guy should be writing it! I mean really, what do I know?

OK, you be the judge. What is wrong with snowboarding?
1. You can wear your i-pod while competing.
2. You can tell Bob "The F*^%" Costas that you are "totally stoked" about winning the gold medal.
3. You can appear in FHM magazine.
4. All of the above, and plus, snowboarding!?

Oh, behave!