Oh did you notice my new title? I'm not renaming all of you, just myself. Why??? Well let me tell you. Today I had my dreaded yearly check up with Miss Gyno. Don't ya just love those appointments. I step on the wonderful thing called a SCALE, to tell me what I already knew. YOUR FAT!!!!! I kept asking the nurse, can you tell me what I weighed last time I was in here?? She said, in a minute I'll let you know, so I very patiently impatiently wait for the news. I ask her again as she's taking my temp, in a minute she says, again as she's trying to read my pulse.....in a minute I'll let you know. She then hands me the paper top which by the way I'd like a case of those to go.............she says put this on with the front open. Oh sure, no problem but.....oh never mind. In walks the doctor who has got to be at the most 30 years old. (no offense to you 30 somethings out there) She sits down at her computer in the exam room, and starts typing, and asking me questions. What happened to the day when the doctor actually sat on the stool and talked to you? She says while reading my chart, how is the aerobic exercise and your new diet plan working?? I said...................uhhhhh I don't do aerobics and diet plan??? Surely you got the wrong room, not to mention the wrong patient. Then she says, you've gained 14 pounds since Aug. of 2007. What's the problem she says?? WELLLLL have you got a couple hours???? DUH I say MENOPAUSE like HELLOOOOOO!!! I'm sure that would be the problem, but being that you are only 30 you probably have no clue what that is. Then she says, would you like to talk to a nutritionist?? Oh sure what the hell. I got time for that. Sign me up. After I left there I wanted one of these!!! I'll show her.
So how are you doing?? :-) You've got to be doing better than me. I will say that the last three days I have been trying to get on track. I've go to. I haven't gotten out to read blogs yet but I'll get to you I promise. Maybe you guys can leave me some tips on your blog. So when I visit I'll be inspired. Someone sent me an email last week with a site to go to and track your weight, food, etc. If you sent it please email me again because I can not find it anywhere on my email. And lordy knows I need to do some serious tracking.
Sinta has been a "Loser" since the beginning but just recently started her blog. Go say hi to her. She's even losing. Good girl!!
Now while I was on my merry way to see my new friend lady Gyno I drove by the Nixon Library which I do alot but have never stopped. I told hubby we have go to go there before we move. It's in our backyard and we've never been. But today I looked over to my right and saw this!! So I made a U-turn and went back for a closer look.
Here's Tricky Dick's house when he was a child I believe. I didn't actually go inside to tour, I became a stalker and took my photos over the fence. But I am going back and take that tour and when I do, you will too. Tiny house huh?
Oh sorry for this photo, I was trying to cheer myself up with a photo of some hot men!!! You know firemen?? Hot.............fire.............get it??
Speaking of hot.....this little guy or gal, not sure, must have been too hot to run. Usually it takes off running when it sees me coming. But today the poor thing just laid there and smiled for the camera. He was hiding under my truck.
And last but not least I've got a funny photo of Deb. She and I went to Ikea again for more furniture. Deb got a phone call and reached in her bag for it. She says, why is my phone wet? I say, probably because you put that cold bottle of tea in your bag and it's just sweating. We get in line at Ikea to exchange something and they say have a seat. So we have a seat..............all of a sudden Deb says, why are my pants wet?? She jumps up and there is a liquid running down the couch cushion. We lift up her purse and it is FULL of iced tea. ROFLOL!!!!!!!! I'm sorry but I was on the floor laughing. She had apparently opened the bottle and did not close it. To that I say......DUH!!!!!
WE were on the floor laughing and the employees were bringing us towels, and then a trash can to put our wet towels in. She had her whole purse dumped out on the floor. People were staring at us. Did we care??? Heck no!! We only laughed harder.
Can you see the tea being squeezed out of that thing? And she's laughing.
I think she's praying. And she's still sitting on the floor. Gotta love her!!!!!
