Owl writes about things that make people blush

Might be? There is a blizzard here every day between october and april...and thats on a good day. On a bad day you wonder if you're still alive or if you are in hell.

I guess I should dress for a hurricane, cause I'll be there Decemeber 4th and I'm sure hurricanes don't carry around calendars and say "Oh shit, its the 5th of December, I guess I better pack it in and call it a season."

That is the same time I will be in Jamaica. I'm kind of hoping for no hurricane season also. Although it isn't likely I'll lose many personal belonging if there were a big storm, we're packing light. The resort is called Hedonism II.

My best friend is no longer allowed to drink till he pisses himself at my house anymore. And, no more slumber parties. WTF. Girlfriends suck. I swear, I've never been the Yoko to my Lennon's before. I don't get chicks who pull that shit. It just causes undue tension. I mean fuck, I'm like the best babysitter she could have for her "boyfriend", I'd never let him fuck around on her, friends keep friends real. And now I have to suffer alienation so he can hit that? She's not even that pretty. This depresses me. And makes me feel like...eating...
Funny how girlfriends are never big on other women being deeply involved in their boyfriend's lives...

Yes, I am saying that with a tongue slightly laced with sarcasm. You do realize that as a rule, what you've said about yourself does not apply to the VAST majority of women out there right? It is a rare breed who would not have jealousy issues in said circumstances...

I had sushi for lunch, a spicy tuna roll, and an order of edamame, and then three cookies, and a hersheys chocolate bar. And, I think I'm ovulating. Thank goodness those tubes are tied up like hudini in a steamer trunk. At any rate, I'm super horny. I have a date tonight. My ex-wanna-be-ex-ex probably won't like it if I call him for a post date booty call...but, I always overestimate his moral integrity so I could be dead wrong.

Umm...

This paragraph leaves soooo many things hanging out there...

My suggestion? Just jump on the date with everything you got hunny, and use that magical punani on him. Don't open up the can of worms afterwards...
 
I was NOT getting some. Dammit. My date was lame, I'm not going to bother to repeat it. The guy was okay, but his personality and humor...dry, vanilla plain...I can do better. I'd get so bored with this guy I'd have to gouge my eyes out for entertainment value.

I feel like I ate way too much yesterday. Today, our office is like a fucking bakery shop, everybody decided to bring in quick breads, and fried doughy stuff. I hate them all. I am so glad it is Friday though. Even if I will be working all weekend. At least I'll be able to sleep in just a little bit, and be at the office with no one here to bug me.

That is the same time I will be in Jamaica. I'm kind of hoping for no hurricane season also. Although it isn't likely I'll lose many personal belonging if there were a big storm, we're packing light. The resort is called Hedonism II.

I love Jamaica, I went 4 years ago. I hear Hedonism resorts are awesome.
 
You know...I don't know what is in the air today, but I am dead sexy...like, secksi sexy. Or maybe I've had too much coffee.

And, I just found out I've been dating an asian guy for the last 6 months...somehow...from another clinic in the area. I told him, after he informed me of the scandalous rumor, that I'm afraid to admit that I've been cheating on him, pretty much non-stop, throughout our entire relationship. Poor guy. He took it okay though.
Today has been anti-productive in all senses of the word, in my personal life, in my professional life, and definatly in my weight loss efforts. I had a gigantic salad for lunch and I feel very bloated. Salads from restaurants are never healthy or low calorie, no matter how "good" you think you are being, they are just as bad as getting a burger and fries, and leave me feeling just as icky.
 
It was an okay weekend, for how short it was. I worked pretty much all day Saturday, gave a lecture to a Women's Conference group, that was nerve wracking becasue they asked me to speak on a subject that I don't normally speak on. Totally felt out of my element, and didn't finish my lecture notes till 3am Friday night. Then, after all that public-ness I felt like I needed privacy so I holed up at my house and didn't even go outside on Sunday. I just cleaned and read. It was nice.

Foodwise, I've been using my new software for calorie counting and nutrition tracking. I just got word from the University about the nutrition program I was accepted into. I fly up to the Uni for a 1 week intensive and intro to the program on Sept 20th. I'm very excited.

I need need need to get to the gym to work out. I've been doing strength training and resistence training at home, along with riding my bike, and walking a lot, but I never really feel worked out unless I'm at the gym busting a sweat and doing chest bumps with the pimps in the weight room. I miss my pimps.

There is a huge Health Board meeting tomorrow, all day, that I have to present at. So, probably won't be on at all tomorrow. And if I am, its because I'm unemployed....lol...wait, thats not funny...
 
Food for today:
breakfast:
coffee w/cream (60)
orange, 290g (134)
rhubarb bread, 2 oz (184)

lunch:
64 grams turkey breast (66.6)
1/2 whole wheat pita (75)
LC cheese wedge (36)
1 packet chix soup (45)

Snack:
Chocolate (187...damn cadburys)
vodka (73.9)

Soooo, around 865 so far today, and its only 3:00p, and I'm totally out of veg at home. I'm going to have to go shopping. I fucking hate grocery shopping.
 
Me too....

Its not an irrational hate either, its a deeply rooted sense of frugality and it doesn't help that I dislike standing in line waiting to check out. I have better things to do with my time then watch a man in a tank top and a mullet fight with his toothless wife over whether they should buy the on sale twin-pack of brand name toilet paper or just by the cheap stuff.

Most stuff I buy online and its conveniently delivered to my door. fresh stuff is different.

I really really hate shopping. I'm already working on my exit strategy and I havn't even left to go to the store yet.
 
I have better things to do with my time then watch a man in a tank top and a mullet fight with his toothless wife over whether they should buy the on sale twin-pack of brand name toilet paper or just by the cheap stuff.

You mean like these 2?
 
Exactly!

So, I am just in receipt of a text message from the love of my life. Do I open it and read it? Do I delete it before I give him the chance to break my heart into a billion pieces again? And why does he text me? And why did it have to be today?

Why today you ask? Today is probably one of the busiest days of my year. I'd call it hell day, but it usually goes by too fast to be hell. I have an entire Board of Directors and a Health Committee to present a bunch of stuff to, and a meeting agenda that is four pages long. Plus, I have a huge public reception tonight. I don't really have time to commit to a total emotional breakdown because the love of my life, who left me, wants to spend some time twisting the blade of his knife in my heart today.

I'm with Karacooks (unless she's changed her mind and likes men again), I'm not particularly enjoying the men in my life, and frankly, today, I could take them or leave them.

Yesterday, calories...meh. I think I ate about 1700 but after my second sugar free pudding snack I stopped counting. There was vodka and wine involved last night, although, I did not finish a bottle of either (which surprised me more than you could know). And, I got in some exercise, dancing, in my jammies, in my livingroom. I don't have curtains, so I'm sure if there were neighbors out, they were embarrassed for me.
 
I am so fucking happy that yesterday is history! Seriously, it was the longest shortest day ever. From 8am to 9pm, either lasted for 10 minutes or two days, I havn't decided yet. It was like a time vortex and I got lost in it...

Now I just have a staff training and employee appreciation BBQ to get over with tomorrow and I'll be done with stress for the whole freakin weekend. AND, it's a three day weekend to boot. Loves it!

Yesterday I didn't count calories at all. I ate three restaurant meals, and a small forest worth of veg, if veggies were trees that is. OMG, there was this seafood caeser salad, and usually I don't eat caesers but this had scallops, shrimp, calamari and mussels in it. Very indulgent. I also had a small piece of cholcolate cheesecake and a small peice of caramel brownie. I might take it really really easy on the calories today to make up for yesterday. If I try and estimate, I probably at close to 2000 calories and I didn't have time for any sort of exercise unless you count being stressed out and almost having a heart attack abou 20 times yesterday when plans got mucked up, we fell behind schedule and the board sprung an extra presentation on me. Ya, I guess I'm a stress eater.
 
I think I hate this week. And I'm really not sad to see it go. A quick rundown of this week: Boss' in town, Board in town, big meetings (three of them), tons of little meetings (4 of them), two resignations, and then, this morning, first thing, my computer crashed. On payday. So I'm pretty stressed out and have been for over a week. And my diet is suffering, especially with big meetings and boss'.

Last night I went to a Zumba class at my gym. Our Physicians Assist teaches the class. It was super fun and really hard. It's only three days a week and one of those days is Saturday at 9am, but I think I am going to go regularly. The ab section of the class is amazing.
 
My priorities are so out of whack.

i want to know if you read the text from the love of your life.

I did. And of course, it made me cry and feel like dying, as his texts usually do.

What's involved in a Zumba class ???
Sounds interesting.



Its the bestest! Got another class tonight. If you can't tell, I prefer dancing to actually exercising. I also do the Beachbody Hip Hop Dance workouts. I used to have the yoga booty ballet series, like 9 dvd's of different dance styles...but a former roommate stole them, and if I ever see her again I'll break her freakin yoga booty in a million pieces. Hate that bitch. grrrr....

So, my weekend was full of weekendiness. I pretty much took to my house friday night and didn't really leave much. I had a lot of stuff to occupy me. Like, the entire first season of TrueBlood to watch, and finishing reading Eclipse so I can move on to Breaking Dawn. Imma dork.

Didn't zumba on Saturday. In fact, I didn't do a whole lot of physical activity this weekend except for dismembering a couch and burning it in a fire pit. But even most of that was done by EEEeeeeEEee, who broke up with his slutty girlfriend and came back to be my bff with his tail tucked between his legs and a sacrificial bottle of Jack to butter me up. It worked. I needed a friend. And someone who could handle a sawzall.

Zumba tonight. I can't wait. It's super fun, and the old ladies make me laugh (not in a mean way, in a cute way).
 
Would EEEeeeeEEee be the bff who couldn't sleep over any more because his girlfriend wasn't crazy about her boy sleeping at another woman's house? Some girls are like that, funny huh?

Furniture bonfires are fun. specially when the painted and stained stuff really starts to get going? reformed pyro speaking of course...

I did absolutely nothing this weekend (constructive anyway), other than relax, ride my motorcycle, and do the wild thang with my lovely (and talented) wife.

Still managed to drop a few lbs though. Must burn more calories than I initially though...
 
Hey Owl,

Just finished reading through your diary and I find you very fun! Keep up the good work and I look forward to reading more. I'm interested to hear more about the seminar at the University you are going to. Take care.
 
Yesterday I was so happy, I was 176 lbs. This morning I feel like a slug, and probalby look a lot like one too since I weighed in at 181. WTF! I hate my fat ass.

I need a remotivationalization.

Zumba tonight, and then the instrutor is gone for 4 weeks. Why bother to start a class if you lack consistency...I ask this because our gym does it to us all the time. They start something fun, only they don't hold their employees to the schedule and then interest dies out because nobody knows if the instructor is actually going to show up for classes, and then they cancel the class do to lack on interest...if my company didn't pay for my membership, I'd go elsewhere.

I took yesterday off work to go to my son's school and observe him in class. I think he's going to have to go back to he special ed homeroom. His teacher is so mean, and he does not deal well with that. He is used to positivity and being excited to do stuff, she just treats him like he's a burden on her whole class and that is NOT cool, considering he is dealing with a disability. I got that feeling within the first 5 minutes in the classroom. I gave the school an ultimatum, fix the problem or put him back into special ed (which costs them a lot more money). They have three choices, get a special teachers aide for the classroom my son is in, put him back in the special ed classroom, or put him in the other second grade classroom and see if that teacher can be more compassionate. I'm frusterated. I love my son to death and he deserves to feel safe and happy at school and sending him there this morning, knowing he doesn't feel that way right now breaks my heart.
 
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