Ok before I jump into full on Christmas mode here is my ode to Thanksgiving... After all Thanksgiving deserves some attention too and is greatly pushed aside by christmas. I'd like to correct just a small portion of that injustice :)
SO...
A couple weeks ago, 11/01/09 actually, I laid down to go to bed, but for some reason I was really irritated. I don't remember what about, but it was so much so that I couln't sleep. So I busted out the journal, recorded a few events and thoughts and then made a list of "things I'm sincerly thankful for"
- my job: good hours, good peeps, and good snacks
-Papa Smurf: He insisted on sending me $60.00 from the Carribeaner money to satisfy my hunger- i'd been eating a lot of moms canned cherries at that point
-My Mom :): so thoughtful & funny. She called to tell me about daylight savings after I got mixed up about the time on the phone.
-That Kale is on a missiona and that he loves it
-That ulu-ulu is so solid in church
-That I can talk to Maka for so long and enjoy it so much
-That my schedule right now rocks!
-That I stayed at BYU Provo instead of transferring to BYUH...RUGBY
-That rugby is so fun, and that such cool people play/coach
-That I don't get nervouse before games
-That my uncle Maka and the cousins came and watched my game
-That I have lots of different types of friends
-That I get to go home for Thanksgiving
-That I could do my laundry at Diana's this week
-That I have a car!
-That I love my major so much
-That I'm American:)
After that I had peace like a river and fell right asleep.
Happy American Thanksgiving everyone!!
Monday, November 23, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
H is for Hipocrit... and Health
There are some people that eat a lot of sugar and get sick, or they hate Mcdonalds because fast food makes them sick too. I am not one of these people. My body has been conditioned since birth to be able to tolerate large quanitites of sugar and fat. Last Tuesday it somehow came up at work something about what we had eaten that day. Further reflection on this topic caused me to realize that so far that day I'd eaten
Chocolate Chip Banna Bread, Grandmas Cookies (2 packs), elevan pixie sticks and a hot pocket, follow that up with taco bell for dinner and thats a completly average day of eating for me. In fact I would add to that list of foods, long johns, poptarts, frosty's, burgers, and fries and there you have the staples of my diet. I realized, much to my disgust, that I eat vending machine food and fast food, and pretty much thats it. I have been eating HORRIFICALLY!!! for the past 2 1/2 months I've been back in college.
so do I weigh a million pounds? Thankfully not and I think that is why I have been able to go so long in my aweful ways without really noticing or caring. Thanks to rugby I've actually lost 3 pounds. haha I guess this is where I owe a shout out to Clayton for making me sprint until I'm actually thankful at the chance to do push-ups and have a break from cardio. Mahalos Clayton.
I realized at work, that the day I quit rugby is the day I will turn into a blimp, and that would be the very least of my concerns. My dad is diabetic, my uncles are diabetic, my granpa and great granpa are all diabetic. I don't have a single male realtive on my dads side that has lived past 64 because of diabetes. My dad himself has already had a stroke and 5 by pass heart surgery. 2 years ago I was diagnosed as pre-diabetic. Like really, how much motivation does a person need before they will start eating better? Needless to say I was having some big and seriouse thoughts at work, and I felt genuinly scared and upset that I had been eating SO bad. So with strong motivation I decided to cut vending machines and fast food from my life for a while. At least until I have broken myself of the habit of depending on these establishments for all of my nutrition. So, my solution: pack a lunch.
I am proud to say that I am back at work and I have a lunch all packed. This has been somewhat difficult due to the fact that I have not boughten food from the grocery store in months. I own very little food that you use to make lunches... or breakfasts or dinners for that matter. So today I have three ziplock bags with me. One has 2 potatoes, another has 2 pieces of bread and the last one has a stick of butter. I realize it's not your typical sack lunch, but its a start. so here's to health. I'm not striving to be the epitomy of a healthy eater, but perhaps not being the worst eater in the history of the universe would be beneficial.
Chocolate Chip Banna Bread, Grandmas Cookies (2 packs), elevan pixie sticks and a hot pocket, follow that up with taco bell for dinner and thats a completly average day of eating for me. In fact I would add to that list of foods, long johns, poptarts, frosty's, burgers, and fries and there you have the staples of my diet. I realized, much to my disgust, that I eat vending machine food and fast food, and pretty much thats it. I have been eating HORRIFICALLY!!! for the past 2 1/2 months I've been back in college.
so do I weigh a million pounds? Thankfully not and I think that is why I have been able to go so long in my aweful ways without really noticing or caring. Thanks to rugby I've actually lost 3 pounds. haha I guess this is where I owe a shout out to Clayton for making me sprint until I'm actually thankful at the chance to do push-ups and have a break from cardio. Mahalos Clayton.
I realized at work, that the day I quit rugby is the day I will turn into a blimp, and that would be the very least of my concerns. My dad is diabetic, my uncles are diabetic, my granpa and great granpa are all diabetic. I don't have a single male realtive on my dads side that has lived past 64 because of diabetes. My dad himself has already had a stroke and 5 by pass heart surgery. 2 years ago I was diagnosed as pre-diabetic. Like really, how much motivation does a person need before they will start eating better? Needless to say I was having some big and seriouse thoughts at work, and I felt genuinly scared and upset that I had been eating SO bad. So with strong motivation I decided to cut vending machines and fast food from my life for a while. At least until I have broken myself of the habit of depending on these establishments for all of my nutrition. So, my solution: pack a lunch.
I am proud to say that I am back at work and I have a lunch all packed. This has been somewhat difficult due to the fact that I have not boughten food from the grocery store in months. I own very little food that you use to make lunches... or breakfasts or dinners for that matter. So today I have three ziplock bags with me. One has 2 potatoes, another has 2 pieces of bread and the last one has a stick of butter. I realize it's not your typical sack lunch, but its a start. so here's to health. I'm not striving to be the epitomy of a healthy eater, but perhaps not being the worst eater in the history of the universe would be beneficial.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Blacky Prevails
Just a lil update: They've replaced the thermometer and it's still not working... is this car still worth dumping money into...? Oh that stupid cat!!
Black Cat vs. Lucky Penny
When daddy sent me down to BYU for my last year with a car I was more than excited! and that excitement remains. I love my dad and I love having a car, but I'm realizing it's not all bompin road trips and happy cruising. Having a car opens up a whole new album of possibilities for unlucky inconvieniences. In the last 2 months I've been at school with my dear car, Ella, I've had four parking tickets, 2 flat tires (both of those happened within 3 days of eachother!), a stuck window (very cold days) and this last week Ella got to know the nice boys at AMCO Transmission Repairs getting her transmission replaced- that one was expensive! But I got her back and she seemed to be working fine, until Saturday night.
Lets take a break from Ella's woes and I'll tell you about something that happened to me Satuday night on my way out. I was going to go hot tubbing with my roomate Lindsey and her boyfriend, Peter. and others... and as we're leaving I see a black cat running around our complex. Our neighbors, in their infinate wisdom, have been leaving cat food out by their door- I swear if I see cat food there anymore I'm throwing it away! So I tell peter "shew that cat away!" becasue I refuse to walk out when its roaming about and risk the stupid thing crossing my path and thus cursing me with horrific luck. Well Peter had had a long day and wasn't in the mood to shew away cats or deal with my superstitions. Social politeness forced me to venture out with bad-luck-blacky running around wild. Sure enough and much to my dismay the creature crossed my path. A bit of fear trickled through out my body and I knew something bad would happen. Well the bad luck came, and it came hard and fast! That night as I pulled back into my apartment after hottubbing (and a late night stop at 7 11 for a pina colada slurpee and a cholate donut:one word: HEAVAN!) my check engine light comes on and the car wouldn't start. I dissmissed the troubles to worry about the next day and went inside.
Sunday I go to church, chat with the roomies and then I went to go to my uncles house for a good sunday meal and some birthday clebrations for my cousin. I get in my car and... it starts!!! :D I made it to my uncles, had a burger, sang happy birthday, played with the fam, and had a gret time. Coming home then, is when the troubles hit. Long story short the car just turned of and quit running. Over heated and quit. smelled like burning, smoke coming out the hood- it was looking pretty bad. I let it cool for a while and then it started so I was able to get it back to my friends at AMCO.
now it's time to connect the black cat to the overheating car- MY CAR PROBLEMS ARE FROM THAT EVIL MONSTER CROSSING MY PATH!! I stongly feel that people underestimate suporstitions. These things are seriouse people and should not be taken so lightly. I let my guard down and now Ella is in the shop again. I made the connection last night when I finally got home. My roomate made the comment that I was having "bad luck" and thats when I remembered the cat.
So now I'm laying on the couch wondering exactly how much bad luck one black cat can cause. I look down and there shinning amoung the carpet fibers is a beautiful copper penny- heads up! I picked it up with care as releif and hope replaced fear. Could this penny be enough to change my luck over??
It appears the penny may indeed be strong enough. I just talked to Dave from AMCO and my father, and all thats wrong it my car is that my thermometer gets stuck. Replacing a thermometer is much simpler and cheaper than say replacing the radiator or the engine. So I'll have the car back by this afternnoon. I just hope the penny keeps holding through for me!
Monday, November 2, 2009
A Shout Out for BYU Vending
BYU Vending:
Just wanted to thankyou for all the delicious snacks you supply me with throughout the day especially when I'm at work. I also thought you should know the strawberry pop tarts say they are .80 (which I know to be the correct price) but it only charges .60.
Now for a confession: I have taken full advantage of the strawberry pop tart price confusion. HOWEVER... I once had a pizza pocket get stuck, also I might possibly be BYU Vendings most frquent customer and so I feel very much entitled to recieving the reduced price on pop tarts.
So mahalos BYU vending! you keep bringnig the snacks and I'll keep bringing the change!!
Just wanted to thankyou for all the delicious snacks you supply me with throughout the day especially when I'm at work. I also thought you should know the strawberry pop tarts say they are .80 (which I know to be the correct price) but it only charges .60.
Now for a confession: I have taken full advantage of the strawberry pop tart price confusion. HOWEVER... I once had a pizza pocket get stuck, also I might possibly be BYU Vendings most frquent customer and so I feel very much entitled to recieving the reduced price on pop tarts.
So mahalos BYU vending! you keep bringnig the snacks and I'll keep bringing the change!!
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