Good morning, people-types. I had an Anatomy/Physiology teacher in High School that used to address his students as "people-types" - the guy was a complete dick. He told my sister she shouldn't consider nursing as a career choice. My mother, the nurse, came in to meet with him and ripped him a new one. So by the time I started his class, he was more than familiar with my last name.
One day, toward the end of our year together, he said something to me and I replied to him with, "Sure thing, teacher-type." For some reason I didn't get in trouble. But proof that I have spent my life being mouthy.
Anyway, off of that to say, GOOD MORNING!
Last night I watched the Atlanta Falcons shit the bed in a spectacular fashion in the Super Bowl.
I also made some killer chili dogs for us to enjoy. It wasn't all bad. Just the part where the Falcons blew a 20 point lead. The commercials were kind of lackluster this year, too. I mean I do appreciate the messages of inclusion and diversity. But give me dachshunds dressed as hot dogs and the funny Monster.com ads of yesterbowl...
That said, the Kristen Schaal 50 Shades of T-Mobile ads worked for me, mostly because I love Kristen Schaal.
Anyway, the Super Bowl is over, which means that Valentine's Day, Mardi Gras, and St. Patrick's Day are up next.
Not that I celebrate any of those to any great degree. Back in the day, I would use the day after Valentine's Day to score a box of chocolate at a deep, deep discount. Matt and I don't really do much. I might do something fun for dinner- like one year I did a heart-shaped meatloaf, but...meh.
I packed my lunch and some great snacks this morning and left the whole thing on the counter in the kitchen. Oh, Monday - you saucy little bitch!
So, I took my first MASSIVE dose of Vitamin D yesterday. That's not a euphemism. My doctor wants to get my level up, so once a week for 12 weeks, I'll be taking a 50,000 IU Vitamin D capsule. I will assume it was that, and not my chili dogs that caused my early morning stomach ache.
I have a quiet week at work - I need to work on some documentation for onboarding new customers - but I don't have anything on the schedule. I transition from current manager to new interim manager today. Which means pretty much nothing.
I'm going to go back to vitamins for a minute. When I was a kid, Dad would pick us from school from time to time if we had to stay late, or we had an appointment, or whatever. But he drove, at the time, a pickup truck. And I remember, more than once, climbing up in the cab, and dad would slide a Mounds bar to me across the bench seat, saying, "You're looking a little deficient in Vitamin M".
With memories like this hard-coded in my DNA - to say nothing of my fathers' influence thereof, are we surprised at all that I struggle now?
I'm aware this is also the second time in roughly a week where I've featured a candy bar. That's how I roll, apparently. That said, I'm still off the sugar. Now, I haven't started dieting in the stricter sense, but baby steps, my peeps.
And for now, that's all I've got.
Oh, actually - one last thing - got the postcard from my mammogram - free and clear! So, I've got that going for me.
TMI, forever and always!
ae
One day, toward the end of our year together, he said something to me and I replied to him with, "Sure thing, teacher-type." For some reason I didn't get in trouble. But proof that I have spent my life being mouthy.
Anyway, off of that to say, GOOD MORNING!
Last night I watched the Atlanta Falcons shit the bed in a spectacular fashion in the Super Bowl.
I also made some killer chili dogs for us to enjoy. It wasn't all bad. Just the part where the Falcons blew a 20 point lead. The commercials were kind of lackluster this year, too. I mean I do appreciate the messages of inclusion and diversity. But give me dachshunds dressed as hot dogs and the funny Monster.com ads of yesterbowl...
That said, the Kristen Schaal 50 Shades of T-Mobile ads worked for me, mostly because I love Kristen Schaal.
Anyway, the Super Bowl is over, which means that Valentine's Day, Mardi Gras, and St. Patrick's Day are up next.
Not that I celebrate any of those to any great degree. Back in the day, I would use the day after Valentine's Day to score a box of chocolate at a deep, deep discount. Matt and I don't really do much. I might do something fun for dinner- like one year I did a heart-shaped meatloaf, but...meh.
I packed my lunch and some great snacks this morning and left the whole thing on the counter in the kitchen. Oh, Monday - you saucy little bitch!
So, I took my first MASSIVE dose of Vitamin D yesterday. That's not a euphemism. My doctor wants to get my level up, so once a week for 12 weeks, I'll be taking a 50,000 IU Vitamin D capsule. I will assume it was that, and not my chili dogs that caused my early morning stomach ache.
I have a quiet week at work - I need to work on some documentation for onboarding new customers - but I don't have anything on the schedule. I transition from current manager to new interim manager today. Which means pretty much nothing.
I'm going to go back to vitamins for a minute. When I was a kid, Dad would pick us from school from time to time if we had to stay late, or we had an appointment, or whatever. But he drove, at the time, a pickup truck. And I remember, more than once, climbing up in the cab, and dad would slide a Mounds bar to me across the bench seat, saying, "You're looking a little deficient in Vitamin M".
With memories like this hard-coded in my DNA - to say nothing of my fathers' influence thereof, are we surprised at all that I struggle now?
I'm aware this is also the second time in roughly a week where I've featured a candy bar. That's how I roll, apparently. That said, I'm still off the sugar. Now, I haven't started dieting in the stricter sense, but baby steps, my peeps.
And for now, that's all I've got.
Oh, actually - one last thing - got the postcard from my mammogram - free and clear! So, I've got that going for me.
( * )Y( * )
TMI, forever and always!
ae
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