Does anyone else ever just want to NOT look at their PC for, like, a month? I just need a break from it! I realized tonight that I haven't checked my email in over a week.
I went to two doctors last week for my ear. Three prescriptions and two bottles of ear solution later, the pain is gone, but I still can't hear. I'm going back tomorrow... hopefully this will be over. Soon.
There are advantages to not being able to hear. If I lay down on my good ear, I can't hear Lauren and/or the boys! (blessings in disguise...)
Nothing really new here. Ben started tae kwon do on Monday, and loves it. I am still working out (one month later! can you believe it?), and I'm actually enjoying it. Who knew? I decided that once I get the workout thing down, then I'll work on the diet part. Right now, my whole attitude is, "I worked out, I deserve pie." Yeah, so net loss, zero. Atleast I'm active, right? I feel less guilty about watching movies if I know I had some activity earlier in the day. :)
More random babblings to come later; over and out.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
this may be TMI...
So, I have two issues going on.
Hold up a minute... let me 1. warn the reader, and 2. apologize in advance for the grossness of this blog. Is grossness a word? Who cares!
If you know me at all, you know that I like to talk about gross and sometimes embarassing things. I'm the annoying friend who talks about periods, kid poop, etc.
So first, I'm not leaking where I should be. I have swimmer's ear, and there's some kind of a (wax) blockage in my ear. I can't hear, my head is throbbing, and there's a constant ringing in my left ear. The NP said I should be draining, so I got drops to move things along.
Second, I'm leaking where I shouldn't be. I ran yesterday, apparently for the first time since I gave birth five years ago. You can figure out the rest. In addition to my new-found workout routine, I will be adding kegels to the roster. It's fun being a mom. :)
Hold up a minute... let me 1. warn the reader, and 2. apologize in advance for the grossness of this blog. Is grossness a word? Who cares!
If you know me at all, you know that I like to talk about gross and sometimes embarassing things. I'm the annoying friend who talks about periods, kid poop, etc.
So first, I'm not leaking where I should be. I have swimmer's ear, and there's some kind of a (wax) blockage in my ear. I can't hear, my head is throbbing, and there's a constant ringing in my left ear. The NP said I should be draining, so I got drops to move things along.
Second, I'm leaking where I shouldn't be. I ran yesterday, apparently for the first time since I gave birth five years ago. You can figure out the rest. In addition to my new-found workout routine, I will be adding kegels to the roster. It's fun being a mom. :)
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
The not-so-new-year's resolution
Are you sitting down?
I joined the YMCA. With the intention to (ssh!) exercise (or extercise, as Ben says).
This all started a few weeks ago. Lauren is taking a cooking class, and I thought if he could take a class, I should too. I need something for myself. So, I decided on a knitting class, then realized that's just one more thing that will keep me planted on my arse. I started looking at classes through IUPUI, then thought that I shouldn't have to go that far for aerobics or yoga or whatever. So, I ended up at the Y.
I have been a member since Friday, and have been three times now.
This is not a new year's resolution. NYR's are cheesy and cliche and, besides that, I suck at them. Okay, well it kind of is a NYR because I just started being 33. And wierd, old people things are happening to me. Like, my hair is not only turning gray, it's getting wavy and wirey and crap. I keep finding these hairs that look like I crimped them back in the 80's and they're just now showing up. And I'm freaking tired all the time. Hello, tangent.
So if any of my four readers belong to the Y... feel free to come along and watch me struggle through a workout. It should be good for a laugh.
I joined the YMCA. With the intention to (ssh!) exercise (or extercise, as Ben says).
This all started a few weeks ago. Lauren is taking a cooking class, and I thought if he could take a class, I should too. I need something for myself. So, I decided on a knitting class, then realized that's just one more thing that will keep me planted on my arse. I started looking at classes through IUPUI, then thought that I shouldn't have to go that far for aerobics or yoga or whatever. So, I ended up at the Y.
I have been a member since Friday, and have been three times now.
This is not a new year's resolution. NYR's are cheesy and cliche and, besides that, I suck at them. Okay, well it kind of is a NYR because I just started being 33. And wierd, old people things are happening to me. Like, my hair is not only turning gray, it's getting wavy and wirey and crap. I keep finding these hairs that look like I crimped them back in the 80's and they're just now showing up. And I'm freaking tired all the time. Hello, tangent.
So if any of my four readers belong to the Y... feel free to come along and watch me struggle through a workout. It should be good for a laugh.
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