A new start for Iwan

The way to a mans heart is through his laundry. Yup, you read that right. I'm folding clothes and putting them in Mr. Brokens suitcase and he says "you know I really like you...right?" and I'm like "really, I like you too" *cue soundtrack from Sixteen candles* and then he said "no, really, I don't let every girl I meet pack my bags for me. Thats usually how relationships end." funny guy, was it the T3's talking? Now he's on a plane to anchorage, hopefully some poor sucker will help him with his suitcase at baggage claim, and hail a cab for him. Good luck to Mr. Broken.
 
Iwan,

had to go back a few pages to follow the drama... I think it's awesome that you called the guy. Truth be told, painteddaisy made the first move in our relationship because I thought she was out of my league... yeah, I know... men!

sucks to hear that the guy broke his angle, but I'm sure when he comes back you can nurse him back to health. ;)
 
Oh so sweet to see a little romance hopefully budding!;) I hope he gets to feeling better and you are there to nurse him back to health!@ (WALKING ON 2 FEET!):)
 
Mr. Broken will be flying home in two days. His surgery went well, but he broke a part of his heel bone that has a high risk of the bone dying. He basically broke his heel bone clean off, along with also breaking his ankle bone. He has a long recovery ahead of him. He won't be able to put any weight on his foot, at all, for 8 weeks. This poses a problem for him because he lives on a hill with the parking lot downhill from the house and his bedroom is on the second floor. His boss, since he's in company housing, is making arrangements for him to move to a more accessable location. But until they can move everything they are going to put him up in a hotel room. How boring. It would be really boring just sitting at home all day every day for so long, now he has to sit in a hotel room.
I sent him flowers on saturday after his surgery, and then he sent me flowers and had them delivered to me at work, which got me bitched out by my boss because according to our personel policies we are not allowed to date patients. I told her if she has a problem to write me up. I can't wait to see if she does. What a stupid policy, we are the only hospital on the island. Everybody is a patient here at one time or another. Duh!

Over the weekend I saw the Vagina Monologues, which my mom and my sister were in. It was really fabulous. Last night I made a huge beautiful dinner and ate like a pig and today I'm up two pounds! WTF! I don't get it, I eat bad once and gain two lbs. And my dinner was only like, maybe 850 cals and I ate reasonably all day before that. I was only at around 1600 cals. I'm frusterated. Seem like unless I absolutly deprive myself I gain. The only weeks I've lost weight in the last month have been weeks were I had daily intakes of under 1000 cals and worked out 5 days a week burning over 500 cals a day. The more weight I lose the harder it is to get it off and keep it off. I feel like I'm killing myself here just trying to maintain under 190 lbs. And now I'm back up to 191. The stuggle is killing me. And I don't know what to do to change it.
And my mom and sister are not helping the matter. my sister, who remarked a few weeks ago at how "tiny" I was, decided that my mom should put a stop to me losing weight because she thinks I have an eating disorder. She just doesn't want me to be happy and look good. For crying out loud. I'm 5 feet tall and I weight 190 lbs, I'm obviously not skinny! theres a word that describes her but I'm not the kind of girl to say it.
 
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family - can't live with 'em - can't shoot 'em... you know you don't have an eating disorder... that's what matters...

one night of feasting won't stick with yu long - so don't worry aobut it -and don't deprive yourself - you know that doesn't help long term...
 
I haven't lost hardly anything in forever, so I know how depressing that is. But I keep plugging away, just knowing at some point at least 5 lbs should come off!:rolleyes: Well hope today is a good day!!:)
 
Alright, I've had a bad couple of days. TOM and all. That and Mr. Brokens ex girlfriend called me and told me to "back off" and that they are getting back together. I can't believe he had his ex girlfriend call me instead of calling me himself to tell me he was getting back together with her. How...yellow. But, I can see why he wants her back, she's much better looking then I am, and much much skinnier, and he needs someone to take care of him.
Work has been crazy, we have specialists visiting and seeing patients so I'm assisting three different people and desperatly trying to keep on top of the case loads for all of them. its hard, but in a way kind of fun because I don't mind using my brain.

SO, I found out yesterday that my son is completly color blind, basically he sees in shades of grey. There goes his dreams of being a fighter pilot. Thankfully he's only 5 and has time to fall in love with some other career. I thought it was odd that he hated it when I painted his room red...well, turns out to him all he see's is extremely dark grey walls. So, next weekend I'll be moving him to a room that isn't so dark for him. How a mom can go five years without realizing her only child can't see colors...an artist mom at that...I don't know...? His teacher didn't notice till monday when they did a colors test and he was just guessing.
And since two days ago I've gained another pound and I havn't eaten over 1100 cals either days. I know its my TOM but I'm not a big water retaining kind of person. My sodium has been low everyday, my rings are all loose on my fingers, my clothes are baggy as ever. I don't know whats going on but it sure isn't helping my mood.
 
he's a putzhead who's just using her... if he likes her better cuz she's skinnier he's a poopyhead too.. you're awesome and went out of your way to help him... ooooh i want to break his other ankle - damn boys anyhow...

Awww poor kid and how often does color come up in conversation? if he was dressing himself and wearing green orange purple and red together people would just say he's got bad taste... i don't think people really notice colors.. It took me about 30 years to realize that I couldn't see reds well...
 
Howdy Iwan,
Wow girl I am sorry about the crappy bad luck
yourt having things will get better for ya! Is there anything they can
do to improve his color blind? Congrats on the surgery turning out good.
Hope you have a better day Tammy
 
The putz has been calling my effin' cell all day. I won't answer it because I'm pissed off at him...duh, and I'm sure all he wants is me to do him a favor or something (hello, you have a girlfriend for that you jerk). And he won't leave a message. So I changed my voice mail message to "if you call and don't leave a message I'll assume your stalking me."
I'm up another *^%&$^#* pound. So, I'm pretty not happy about that and my new jeans are feeling freakin tight giving me the muffin top look and I'm super really not very happy about that at ALL. I don't get it. I went from 189 to 193 in like, four days. That has got to be a record for gaining weight. And I havn't even been cheating, which if I had been I'd be angry with myself. I don't have anything to direct my sever discontent at. *pouts*
 
i'd love to see his face when he hears that message...

take deep breaths and relax - that pound will disappear... sometimes it ust happens...
 
He left a message:
"hhh..iiii, why aren't you answering my calls? I got back last night, give me a call. bye."

Is this guy really that dumb? Maybe he thinks I don't know he has a girlfriend. Can he really be that dumb? and two faced? what a bastard! Should I even justify it with a response? My co-worker says I shoud call her and tell her to tell her boyfriend to back off.
 
i like the way your coworker thinks :)

maybe the girlfriend called without him knowing about it? some women are like that...
 
Well, I'm not going to fight her for him. I figure thats what he wants. Another drama queen, I think not. He's totally trying to play us both. At least thats the impression I get from his best friends wife who has the privledge of listening to their phone convos. She just visited me at work. To make sure I'm not allowing myself to be played.

Now I'm going to wallow in self loathing because not only can I not get a guy, but when I can get a guy he's just screwing with my head and he's a loser. Thats what you get when you make the first move.
 
Another day, another dollar? where the heck are my paychecks? I set things up for direct deposit when I started my new job and I've been here almost three months and I havn't been paid in two. I'm pretty pissed off about that. I have bills being paid out of my account that have bounced, and over drawn my account. I'm really pissed off, actually. My mortgage company is sending me threatening emails.

Mr. Broken drama queen II is coming in for an appointment with our excersize rehab therapist today. I hope he trips and falls and breaks both is arms.

Still 193 today. If it was TOM weight, it would have been gone by now. I'm thinking of doing a one meal a day thing, with meal replacements for the other two, and doubling up on my cardio. no food between 7pm and 7am for a daily 12 hour fast. And lots of water, but I already drink so much that I'm practically swimming half the day. I don't know...I have to do something because what I'm doing already just isn't working. Obviously I'm taking in too many calories because I'm not losing. The sad part is, I don't even eat that much anymore.
 
and making the first move wasn't a bad thing - it is a good thing -only in this case he's like that annoying song about making up his mind... next first move - will be with a man with a backbone :)
 
Well, I already have a date with the motorcycle guy. And I didn't make that first move, he pm'd me on myspace a few nights ago asking me out and I just responded yesterday. I think we'll do something this weekend. He wants to "work out" together. So maybe I can kick his ass in cardio or something and impress his socks off.
 
Mr. Broken Drama Queen II and his acne prone (ex) girlfriend are sitting in the waiting room. I'm at a computer console in the reception booth staring at them. He's trying desperatley not to make eye contact with me and she is looking pretty grouchy. I'd hate to wake up to that face everyday. Far be it for me to critisize her, but I will anyways. She has way too much makeup on. I can see the cover-up line under her chin from literally 20 feet away. And its that waaay too pink kind of cover up that may have matched her complexion last summer, but not now. oh...shit...he's getting up and hobbelling over here....
 
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