Well, it has been awhile since I blogged. I don't even know where to start!! Hmm..events that have happened that are worth blogging about....
The Flood!
I left work early on Friday (a couple weeks ago lol) because we had to be in Calgary by like 5pm. I get home and we are packing everything up. Last thing we grab is the Kennel from under the stairs for Makita. When we opened the door, and instantly I knew we would not be making it to Calgary. You could hear the water just pouring in. Our sump pump decided to be more of a "Sump do nothing" type of thing. And as their was a constant stream of water coming in, there was no water going out. We pulled everything out from under the stairs (I have decided I hate "Under the stairs". That's where you put all your crap that you will "deal with another day"..aka when your house floods).
Once we got that emptied we realized our office was also soaking wet. For those of you that have been in our house, our office is a man cave. Its the size of a small bed room, and it is 50% custom made desk (which was now in water). It was a lost cause trying to move it, because it is huge and dang heavy. So we just unplugged everything, and started with the shop vac and towel routine.
The next room we go into was the guest room (basically another place to store junk). Surprise surprise, another little mini swamp. So we moved the dresser (And while moving the dresser, ripped and jewelry holder off of the wall) and the bed away from the wall. And then there was UNDER the bed. Oh my gosh. It was a secret stash of Brandons jeans. Who knew?!? It was actually kind of a saving grace as they absorbed a lot of the water, but it made for 2 loads of laundry that I didn't really care to do.
Then our bedroom. Thankfully not as bad, but still was in need of some furniture moving. We had piles of crap stacked to the roof in every dry corner of our house (which were hard to find). I felt like I was living in a fort, which made it kind of fun, if I didn't have to sort through it and put it away after it would have been a blast! I remember growing up our basement flooded once, I thought it was AWESOME! My mom made it so much fun! Sadly, not so much fun when your the one with pruned toes...
It took us a week to get everything dried out. Constant use of the shop vac (which I would not recommend doing before normal vacuum, but, I didn't really get to choose), towel dabbing, and fanning! We also got A LOT of spring cleaning done! Some things that were found include:
-Thank you cards from our wedding nearly two years ago in an envelope labeled "Need Address". I sent most of them, there was only a handful left. But, I figured it would be super tacky to send them now. I contemplated reading them and looking for the "Thank you for the towels" cards...and adding and extra thank you.
- Some of Brandon's mail from 2001. That's right, over 10 years ago! So now when he leaves mail on the counter, and says he will go through it tomorrow, I have every right not to believe him
- The white tank top I have been looking for since before I got married. That was nice!
- Two guitars, one guitar case, and a box of guitar books, which is ironic seeing as how neither of us can play the guitar
- And two garbage bags of random crap that has been thrown away (which can not be discussed because then Brandon will realize its gone lol)
So, that's the story of our flood. All is nice and tidy now. I even came home from work one day to find that Brandon and built a nice shelf in a garage for better storage space!
True Colors Seminar
My office put on a "True Colors" seminar. It was really neat! What it was is learning more about your personality. There are four different colors (Gold, Blue, Orange and Green) and each color represents a type of personality. We took a test to see which color is most dominant in our personality. I was Gold. Which basically means I am OCD, everything has to line up perfectly, and be color coordinated, and have direction and order. Yup, that's me :). It was A LOT of fun to learn about the different types of personalities, and how important it is to have a blend of people.
Ashley's Bachelorette
One of my best friends is getting married in TWO WEEKS!!! Its crazy! We had a bridal shower and a bachelorette for her this weekend, and it was a lot of fun! We went bowling, then went out for dinner at Moxies, then back to Jessies house and did gifts and games and food!
When we were at the bowling alley, we were all going up to get shoes. Jessie walks up and says:
Jessie "Do you guys have half sizes"
Bowling guy "Yup"
Jessie "Perfect! Ill get an 8!"
Bowling guy - lol
It was SOOO funny! You have to know Jessie to really understand how funny this was, but we laughed so hard! She also tried to do a "dive bowl", and hit the floor so hard with the ball that she slid and cut open her hand. I cant remember if this was before or after she threw the ball straight into the wall while trying to "Bowl behind her back"
All in all, really great night. I have to say though, I missed Brandon so bad. It feels like I haven't slept alone in so long! I tried to cuddle up against the couch to make it feel like him..it didn't work so well.
Voicemail Texts
Brandon's phone has this thing where when he gets a voice mail, it will text it to him so he doesn't have to call and listen to it. It's a free thing, so, its not that great. Example, he got a text from me today that said "Buddy, its Julie calling and your not even answering. Gosh Darn day. Love you, bye" (To make this even funnier, please know that it definitely DID NOT say gosh darn, I edited it for those of you that may take offense lol). My real message was "Buddy, Its your wing man calling, and your not even answering, sad day. Love you bye." Needless to say I think Brandon was a little confused as to who Julie was, and why she was so upset lol. He listened to that voice mail.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Birthday Festivities
Although I did not end up going on a spontaneous trip to Vegas to gamble off everything that I own, my birthday so far (Yes, I say so far even though it was yesterday lol) has been GREAT!
On Tuesday I went to cheese cake with Jen, Deb (Jen's mom), Shari and of course the Husband! It was Delicious!! I got their chicken taco salad (which once I got I remembered I HATE chicken..dont know how I forgot, but the salad was SOO delicious it didn't even matter). We ate and talked, and ate some more. Had some good laughs and of course finished it off with Cheesecake! I think its against the rules to go there and NOT get cheesecake.
Tuesday night we watched the hockey game (Not gonna lie, getting a little bored of hockey, but it was an AMAZING game!) AND the biggest loser finale! So awesome!! Ate some more and then went to bed.
As soon as the clock struck midnight (such a cliche term btw, who even has clocks that still "strike") my phone rang. My little brother send me a lovely birthday text to start the day off! I continued to receive text messages all though the night! I woke up and my little LITTLE brother called to sing happy birthday, along with Mom and Dad!
On my way to work I stopped at the Chiropractor so I could be 100% for the day! I got to work and the happy birthdays began! A few hours later I received the most beautiful bouquet of red and orange roses from Brandon (Which look SOOOO good in my office... Which I love so dearly, and I'm sure my boss who is reading this is just shaking her head and laughing at me ..but I feel like a big deal lol)! I had lunch and was so tempted to eat the pre-made pre-portioned frozen cookie dough Rikki had brought for me (I did munch on it later...SOOO good!). Later in the afternoon Grandee and Papa (The Grandparents) stopped by with money for the movies AND a gift certificate to my favorite little Mexican restaurant El-Comals! As the day started to whined down, and I was getting ready to go, ANOTHER set of flowers came! I nice spring colored arrangement from Great Gram T and uncle Ward! Could I be more lucky?!?!
I came home to decide how I wanted to spend the evening. I couldn't decide what I wanted for dinner, or what I wanted to do. I decided I wanted to go to the movies. The Movie I wanted to see started in 40 mins! So obviously my first thought was McDonalds lol. Now now, before you judge me to quickly, we didn't go to McDonalds for my birthday... we upgraded and went to Wendys instead:) We made it to the movies and I got to enjoy a nice night with the hubby! I even got to talk to my big brother from Utah (sorta kinda in the movie..sorry everyone. I was totally prepared to play the "Birthday Card" if I had to lol). And then finished it off with a blizzard from DQ!
But the Birthday celebrations did not end with the birthday! Today Rikki took me out for lunch because yesterday her debit card was MIA. (She found it in the hunnys truck, smart man lol). I decided I wanted to go to Sams Donair! (She had never had a Donair?!?! I know, how has she even survived?) It was SOOO good. We were a little longer than we should have been, but it was worth it!
I somehow convinced Brandon that we should also order Chinese food for dinner! Also SOOO good! But, then the best birthday surprise EVER happened! As we were sitting down to eat the door bell rang. We both kinda looked at each other confused. We opened the door to see my favorite little 4yr old Stratton! Stratton is in our primary class at church, and we just love him to bits! He has in his hand a GIANT cupcake, and a coke zero! Need I say more?? Best birthday gift EVER!!!! A few months after teaching him I started reading his moms blog which is SOO inspirational. I feel like I have known that family forever! His dad said they had stopped by yesterday to drop it off, and when I wasn't there Stratton was so sad. That seriously broke my heart! Thank you SOO much Stratton (Aaron and Skye lol), that really made my day!
Well, I think the birthday celebrations are coming to an end. Although, we are going to Calgary this weekend, and I might just steal my Moms bike as another happy birthday gift (Hey Mom, Remember how you SOLD MY BIKE!...ha ha, I will never give that up).
All in all, I have decided I like birthdays! And I am going to celebrate them monthly, yearly is just way to far apart!
On Tuesday I went to cheese cake with Jen, Deb (Jen's mom), Shari and of course the Husband! It was Delicious!! I got their chicken taco salad (which once I got I remembered I HATE chicken..dont know how I forgot, but the salad was SOO delicious it didn't even matter). We ate and talked, and ate some more. Had some good laughs and of course finished it off with Cheesecake! I think its against the rules to go there and NOT get cheesecake.
Tuesday night we watched the hockey game (Not gonna lie, getting a little bored of hockey, but it was an AMAZING game!) AND the biggest loser finale! So awesome!! Ate some more and then went to bed.
As soon as the clock struck midnight (such a cliche term btw, who even has clocks that still "strike") my phone rang. My little brother send me a lovely birthday text to start the day off! I continued to receive text messages all though the night! I woke up and my little LITTLE brother called to sing happy birthday, along with Mom and Dad!
On my way to work I stopped at the Chiropractor so I could be 100% for the day! I got to work and the happy birthdays began! A few hours later I received the most beautiful bouquet of red and orange roses from Brandon (Which look SOOOO good in my office... Which I love so dearly, and I'm sure my boss who is reading this is just shaking her head and laughing at me ..but I feel like a big deal lol)! I had lunch and was so tempted to eat the pre-made pre-portioned frozen cookie dough Rikki had brought for me (I did munch on it later...SOOO good!). Later in the afternoon Grandee and Papa (The Grandparents) stopped by with money for the movies AND a gift certificate to my favorite little Mexican restaurant El-Comals! As the day started to whined down, and I was getting ready to go, ANOTHER set of flowers came! I nice spring colored arrangement from Great Gram T and uncle Ward! Could I be more lucky?!?!
I came home to decide how I wanted to spend the evening. I couldn't decide what I wanted for dinner, or what I wanted to do. I decided I wanted to go to the movies. The Movie I wanted to see started in 40 mins! So obviously my first thought was McDonalds lol. Now now, before you judge me to quickly, we didn't go to McDonalds for my birthday... we upgraded and went to Wendys instead:) We made it to the movies and I got to enjoy a nice night with the hubby! I even got to talk to my big brother from Utah (sorta kinda in the movie..sorry everyone. I was totally prepared to play the "Birthday Card" if I had to lol). And then finished it off with a blizzard from DQ!
But the Birthday celebrations did not end with the birthday! Today Rikki took me out for lunch because yesterday her debit card was MIA. (She found it in the hunnys truck, smart man lol). I decided I wanted to go to Sams Donair! (She had never had a Donair?!?! I know, how has she even survived?) It was SOOO good. We were a little longer than we should have been, but it was worth it!
I somehow convinced Brandon that we should also order Chinese food for dinner! Also SOOO good! But, then the best birthday surprise EVER happened! As we were sitting down to eat the door bell rang. We both kinda looked at each other confused. We opened the door to see my favorite little 4yr old Stratton! Stratton is in our primary class at church, and we just love him to bits! He has in his hand a GIANT cupcake, and a coke zero! Need I say more?? Best birthday gift EVER!!!! A few months after teaching him I started reading his moms blog which is SOO inspirational. I feel like I have known that family forever! His dad said they had stopped by yesterday to drop it off, and when I wasn't there Stratton was so sad. That seriously broke my heart! Thank you SOO much Stratton (Aaron and Skye lol), that really made my day!
Well, I think the birthday celebrations are coming to an end. Although, we are going to Calgary this weekend, and I might just steal my Moms bike as another happy birthday gift (Hey Mom, Remember how you SOLD MY BIKE!...ha ha, I will never give that up).
All in all, I have decided I like birthdays! And I am going to celebrate them monthly, yearly is just way to far apart!
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Fat people know their fat, Ugly people know their ugly
This is not a comical blog post, this is a rant. For all of you faithful followers, feel free to skip this one. I just need to rant to feel better.
I have had acne since I was 12 years old. I'm not talking like a zit here and there, I'm talking like I was beat with the ugly stick. Whatever, wasn't a huge deal when I was 12. At that time, if I DIDN'T have acne I would be an outcast. But lets get real here, I'm 21 (in a few days) I think it's time.
Why the sudden need to rant? Oh, allow me to tell you.
So earlier this week I was meeting with a new patient at my work (in my nice to fancy office, that's the upside of this post). He was an African gentleman who had a very strong accent and was very straight forward with things. So we were discussing the importance of regular dental cleanings, and some interesting things about our office when mid conversation he stops and says "Wo wo wo, is that ring a marriage ring??" I told him yes and he replied with "Oh that's to bad. I very like you. But, Why haven't you done anything to fix your face?" WHAT?!? Are you kidding me? Did you seriously just say that to me after proclaiming your love to me?? The rest of the conversation when like this:
"Oh "Bob", trust me, I have tried it all"
"Have you tried the proactive?"
"Yes, I have tried the proactive, it didn't work"
"Ya I see the proactive didn't work! It works so good on the television"
I'm not really sure how the rest of the conversation went after that, as I was basically focusing on two things. Not crying, and keeping myself from slapping him and giving him a lesson on what is culturally acceptable to discuss with strangers.
I went home that night really upset. I joked about it with people from work, but on the inside, I was pissed. I layed in bed that night and thought of all the times children have asked me why I have mosquito bites on my face, or why I have the chicken pox. All the times I had family members try to tell me I need to change my diet, or wash my face more. All the money I have spent on lotions, and face washs, and prescription creams and medications. And when after all of those things didn't work when I went to see a dermatologist who told me he couldn't help me until my face cleared up (also a time I had to keep myself from slapping someone. Obviously if it was cleared up, I would not have been talking to him).
So after a little pitty party I decided that I was going to start tanning again. It seems to always make it a little better. So off to Fabutan I went.
I tan very easy. I came to work the next day and almost everyone had noticed I was a little darker (after 8 mins. Money well spent lol). I was still really upset about the previous conversation with my African buddy, but I was starting to get past that. UNTIL someone that I worked with came in and said "Your looking rather tanned, now we just have to figure out what to do about your face." Really? Like really?!?! Do you not know that I am fully aware of the conditions of my face! Had I been holding something it may have flown across the room.
Yet another pitty party was in order. Makita and I had a little girls night with a few tears and a nice nap.
I have tried EVERYTHING. Like, honestly, if it's out there, I have tried it. And I have had good results with a lot of things. But the problem is as soon as I stop, the good results end. I'm sorry but I refuse to be on accutain for the rest of my life. Or have a chemical peel and have my face fall off every weekend.
I decided I was going to go to the natural foods store and find a solution there. While I was there looking at things, another stranger decided to point out my acne.
I realize people are trying to help. But give me a freaking break. Pointing out the problem is not help, I am well aware that its there. I don't go up to obese people and be like "Oh wow you are HUGE, you should try to diet."
Please consider this my warning to the world. If one more person sees the need to inform me or my ugly face, I will punch theirs, and cut off mine.
End rant.
I have had acne since I was 12 years old. I'm not talking like a zit here and there, I'm talking like I was beat with the ugly stick. Whatever, wasn't a huge deal when I was 12. At that time, if I DIDN'T have acne I would be an outcast. But lets get real here, I'm 21 (in a few days) I think it's time.
Why the sudden need to rant? Oh, allow me to tell you.
So earlier this week I was meeting with a new patient at my work (in my nice to fancy office, that's the upside of this post). He was an African gentleman who had a very strong accent and was very straight forward with things. So we were discussing the importance of regular dental cleanings, and some interesting things about our office when mid conversation he stops and says "Wo wo wo, is that ring a marriage ring??" I told him yes and he replied with "Oh that's to bad. I very like you. But, Why haven't you done anything to fix your face?" WHAT?!? Are you kidding me? Did you seriously just say that to me after proclaiming your love to me?? The rest of the conversation when like this:
"Oh "Bob", trust me, I have tried it all"
"Have you tried the proactive?"
"Yes, I have tried the proactive, it didn't work"
"Ya I see the proactive didn't work! It works so good on the television"
I'm not really sure how the rest of the conversation went after that, as I was basically focusing on two things. Not crying, and keeping myself from slapping him and giving him a lesson on what is culturally acceptable to discuss with strangers.
I went home that night really upset. I joked about it with people from work, but on the inside, I was pissed. I layed in bed that night and thought of all the times children have asked me why I have mosquito bites on my face, or why I have the chicken pox. All the times I had family members try to tell me I need to change my diet, or wash my face more. All the money I have spent on lotions, and face washs, and prescription creams and medications. And when after all of those things didn't work when I went to see a dermatologist who told me he couldn't help me until my face cleared up (also a time I had to keep myself from slapping someone. Obviously if it was cleared up, I would not have been talking to him).
So after a little pitty party I decided that I was going to start tanning again. It seems to always make it a little better. So off to Fabutan I went.
I tan very easy. I came to work the next day and almost everyone had noticed I was a little darker (after 8 mins. Money well spent lol). I was still really upset about the previous conversation with my African buddy, but I was starting to get past that. UNTIL someone that I worked with came in and said "Your looking rather tanned, now we just have to figure out what to do about your face." Really? Like really?!?! Do you not know that I am fully aware of the conditions of my face! Had I been holding something it may have flown across the room.
Yet another pitty party was in order. Makita and I had a little girls night with a few tears and a nice nap.
I have tried EVERYTHING. Like, honestly, if it's out there, I have tried it. And I have had good results with a lot of things. But the problem is as soon as I stop, the good results end. I'm sorry but I refuse to be on accutain for the rest of my life. Or have a chemical peel and have my face fall off every weekend.
I decided I was going to go to the natural foods store and find a solution there. While I was there looking at things, another stranger decided to point out my acne.
I realize people are trying to help. But give me a freaking break. Pointing out the problem is not help, I am well aware that its there. I don't go up to obese people and be like "Oh wow you are HUGE, you should try to diet."
Please consider this my warning to the world. If one more person sees the need to inform me or my ugly face, I will punch theirs, and cut off mine.
End rant.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Forced to Eat Right
I always thought I was a positive easy going person. I've always gotten along with almost everyone, and I'm usually in a good mood....Except for when people MESS UP MY FOOD!
I seriously don't know what it is. It's no even the fact that my food is wrong that makes me so upset. What makes me upset is that APPARENTLY you have to be a total jerk to get things right in this world. I am not ok with paying for food that isn't what I wanted, but I'm REALLY not ok with having to be a jerk.
After my last little "blow out" at Wendy's, the same thing happened at McDonalds. We ordered four burgers, and only one of them was right. We ordered to supersized fries, and they were half full (Which I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from explaining to the guy that had I wanted a medium amount of fries, I would have ordered the medium), the two large coke zeros were good though...not sure how you could possibly get that one wrong.
It was then that I decided maybe it wasn't a "negative vibe" that I was giving off, maybe its a sign that I need to STOP EATING FAST FOOD!!! So I decided, eating at home or going out to a restaurant is the way to go for me, NO MORE DRIVE THROUGHS!
Brandon and I spent Mothers day in Calgary, and as a family we decided that we wanted to take my mom out for dinner. So after church we all met at a restaurant (I don't think mom would be to impressed with a Big Mac for Mothers day dinner anyways, so I didn't have to break my new rule). It was my Mom and Dad, little brothers Shaffer and Preston, and B and I. After the 50min wait for our 6 meals....Brandons was the only one that was right.
Moms - They totally forgot to make, and had to remake it after we all got ours (Happy Mothers day)
Shaffers- They forgot the cheese toast he special ordered (And we were at the restaurant that he works for, you would think we would get "special treatment")
Prestons - He ordered fries and chicken wings, and they forgot his ketchup and gravy
Mine- I ordered a mild chicken burger, and the bun was SO hard I actually couldn't bite it (Seriously, I hit it against my plate it it was rock hard). I said it wasn't a huge deal, and to just bring me a new bun. They kindly made me a whole new burger, but made it spicy. Awesome.
Dads- Paid $20 for "all you can eat wings", and they never came to ask him if he wanted more. They were coming to our table every 2 mins with stuff they forgot the first time (...and second time...and third time) I don't know why they couldn't just top him off each time. I'm sure he felt like he got such a great deal paying $3.33/wing.
I really don't know what it is! It makes me feel like such a wench when I have to ask a waitress to redo anything. I was still going to give her a not bad tip, because it's not entirely her fault. However, what is her fault is after 15mins she came to our table and said "Sorry I have been ignoring you, I'm really embarrassed." No need to be embarrassed, stuff happens. You can be embarrassed when you get a crap tip because you just openly admitted the fact we didn't get our meals fixed sooner is because you were ignoring us. High five!
It has now been decided no more eating anywhere except for my own kitchen. I can make my food just how I like it, and if its not right its no ones fault but my own. I just can't handle calling people out on their mistakes. And whenever I do get free/discounted things I lose sleep over it knowing that the money I didn't have to pay had to come from someone somewhere who is now losing out.
My best friend in Calgary is a personal trainer, and offered to make me a personalized meal plan. (If anyone is thinking about having one made let me know! She is reasonably priced and will give you a meal plan with 3 meals, and 2 snacks that will add up to the perfect amount of calories, fats, carbs, sugars and all of that your body needs to maintain a healthy weight!) Brandon and I have been doing that for a week now, and LOVE IT! I am now not only losing weight, and saving money, but I am also not putting myself in situations where my "Dark Side" comes out lol.
P.S. The other day we were in the kitchen and Brandon leans over to me and says "This whole eating at home thing means we have ALTO of dishes" LOL! I don't know how people ever lived without a dishwasher!
I seriously don't know what it is. It's no even the fact that my food is wrong that makes me so upset. What makes me upset is that APPARENTLY you have to be a total jerk to get things right in this world. I am not ok with paying for food that isn't what I wanted, but I'm REALLY not ok with having to be a jerk.
After my last little "blow out" at Wendy's, the same thing happened at McDonalds. We ordered four burgers, and only one of them was right. We ordered to supersized fries, and they were half full (Which I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from explaining to the guy that had I wanted a medium amount of fries, I would have ordered the medium), the two large coke zeros were good though...not sure how you could possibly get that one wrong.
It was then that I decided maybe it wasn't a "negative vibe" that I was giving off, maybe its a sign that I need to STOP EATING FAST FOOD!!! So I decided, eating at home or going out to a restaurant is the way to go for me, NO MORE DRIVE THROUGHS!
Brandon and I spent Mothers day in Calgary, and as a family we decided that we wanted to take my mom out for dinner. So after church we all met at a restaurant (I don't think mom would be to impressed with a Big Mac for Mothers day dinner anyways, so I didn't have to break my new rule). It was my Mom and Dad, little brothers Shaffer and Preston, and B and I. After the 50min wait for our 6 meals....Brandons was the only one that was right.
Moms - They totally forgot to make, and had to remake it after we all got ours (Happy Mothers day)
Shaffers- They forgot the cheese toast he special ordered (And we were at the restaurant that he works for, you would think we would get "special treatment")
Prestons - He ordered fries and chicken wings, and they forgot his ketchup and gravy
Mine- I ordered a mild chicken burger, and the bun was SO hard I actually couldn't bite it (Seriously, I hit it against my plate it it was rock hard). I said it wasn't a huge deal, and to just bring me a new bun. They kindly made me a whole new burger, but made it spicy. Awesome.
Dads- Paid $20 for "all you can eat wings", and they never came to ask him if he wanted more. They were coming to our table every 2 mins with stuff they forgot the first time (...and second time...and third time) I don't know why they couldn't just top him off each time. I'm sure he felt like he got such a great deal paying $3.33/wing.
I really don't know what it is! It makes me feel like such a wench when I have to ask a waitress to redo anything. I was still going to give her a not bad tip, because it's not entirely her fault. However, what is her fault is after 15mins she came to our table and said "Sorry I have been ignoring you, I'm really embarrassed." No need to be embarrassed, stuff happens. You can be embarrassed when you get a crap tip because you just openly admitted the fact we didn't get our meals fixed sooner is because you were ignoring us. High five!
It has now been decided no more eating anywhere except for my own kitchen. I can make my food just how I like it, and if its not right its no ones fault but my own. I just can't handle calling people out on their mistakes. And whenever I do get free/discounted things I lose sleep over it knowing that the money I didn't have to pay had to come from someone somewhere who is now losing out.
My best friend in Calgary is a personal trainer, and offered to make me a personalized meal plan. (If anyone is thinking about having one made let me know! She is reasonably priced and will give you a meal plan with 3 meals, and 2 snacks that will add up to the perfect amount of calories, fats, carbs, sugars and all of that your body needs to maintain a healthy weight!) Brandon and I have been doing that for a week now, and LOVE IT! I am now not only losing weight, and saving money, but I am also not putting myself in situations where my "Dark Side" comes out lol.
P.S. The other day we were in the kitchen and Brandon leans over to me and says "This whole eating at home thing means we have ALTO of dishes" LOL! I don't know how people ever lived without a dishwasher!
Friday, April 29, 2011
They Screw You at the Drive Through
Common phrase I know, but sadly almost always true....but never THIS true!
So at work, I have had a promotion :) :) :) (Yes, smiley face times 3 lol). I am not the Hygiene Coordinator for Lethbridge Dental Surgical Suites! Rather excited. (So, if you want to get your teeth cleaned.... :)) I started training this week, and then I have one more week to learn the ropes and I am on my own! So, work has be a little stressful (and long) this week. A few of us (being myself, one of the hygienist, and the current hygiene coordinator) decided we should get lunch today!
They all wrote down their orders, and I offered to drive to Wendys to grab everything.
Our order:
Baja Salad w/ Cheese burger
Baja Salad w/ fries
Cheeseburger (Only Mustard, Ketchup, pickles and Cheese) with a large fresca and large fries.
I figured that would be easy enough! So, I get there and they make a huge deal that I cant paid a salad with fries (a burger yes, but fries no...I know..STUPID). So whatever, I said its fine ill just pay for the fries. Problem solved! (That's me, solving the worlds problems $1.89 at a time)
So I get to the till, pay and pull away. On my drive I go to eat some fries, and I see there is only one burger, and one fries!! So, I call Wendys, explain the situation, and also explain I am already 15 mins into my half hour lunch. She says she will have everything ready and waiting for me when I get there.
I walk in, thank her, and run back to my car. Open the bag, and STILL no fries. Back into Wendys I go. Trying to stay calm (even though I am now 25 mins into my 30 min lunch) I explain to her there are no fries. She makes me my fries and off I go....again!
Get a phone call from the girls who are waiting for their lunches, and tell them I have now had to go back, twice, ill need to drive back to work, find a place to park, and Ill be there.
I finally get to work, tell them the story, and apologize that we are well past our 30 mins. We open the bag to find this:
- The Large fries were actually mediums
- The cheeseburger had everything on it
- No napkins
- No croutons (for either salad)
- And the wrong salad dressing
I was pissed (understatement...huge understatement). I called the lady back and explained my frustration (in a positive way) UNTIL she says "Well, the salad doesn't come with fries." I AM FREKAING AWARE THE SALAD DOES NOT COME WITH FRIES, I HAD TO PAY EXTRA FOR THE FRIES!!!!!! WHY ARE FRIES SUCH A HUGE DEAL TO YOU?!?!
And then (Oh yes...there is more) She tried to tell me they don't have a vinaigrette. Clearly she ins unaware of how much food means to me. I stomped into our lunch room and read the whole package to her, and proceeded to ask her if she would like me to read the ingredients to her.
I asked her what time she would be working until, as I wanted to come in after work (which I now don't know what time that would be, as I will now need to put in overtime) and discuss this situation with her.
After all that, I now had no time to even eat the salad, and int he fridge it went. (However, super good salad, I highly recommend it to everyone!)
After work I go to talk to her, and start off my apologizing for my phone call. She was really good about it, and apologized for screwing up my ENTIRE order. She then offered to give me my money back, or another salad for free. I told her not to worry about the salad, as I still had mine from lunch because after everything I had no time to eat it. I said what would be better, is if I could get a free meal for myself and my husband, as we are headed out to Calgary tonight, and if they were willing to pay for our meals, I would be willing to give their drive through another chance.
And WALA...two free meals any size I want :) All I need, another burger in my system lol
So at work, I have had a promotion :) :) :) (Yes, smiley face times 3 lol). I am not the Hygiene Coordinator for Lethbridge Dental Surgical Suites! Rather excited. (So, if you want to get your teeth cleaned.... :)) I started training this week, and then I have one more week to learn the ropes and I am on my own! So, work has be a little stressful (and long) this week. A few of us (being myself, one of the hygienist, and the current hygiene coordinator) decided we should get lunch today!
They all wrote down their orders, and I offered to drive to Wendys to grab everything.
Our order:
Baja Salad w/ Cheese burger
Baja Salad w/ fries
Cheeseburger (Only Mustard, Ketchup, pickles and Cheese) with a large fresca and large fries.
I figured that would be easy enough! So, I get there and they make a huge deal that I cant paid a salad with fries (a burger yes, but fries no...I know..STUPID). So whatever, I said its fine ill just pay for the fries. Problem solved! (That's me, solving the worlds problems $1.89 at a time)
So I get to the till, pay and pull away. On my drive I go to eat some fries, and I see there is only one burger, and one fries!! So, I call Wendys, explain the situation, and also explain I am already 15 mins into my half hour lunch. She says she will have everything ready and waiting for me when I get there.
I walk in, thank her, and run back to my car. Open the bag, and STILL no fries. Back into Wendys I go. Trying to stay calm (even though I am now 25 mins into my 30 min lunch) I explain to her there are no fries. She makes me my fries and off I go....again!
Get a phone call from the girls who are waiting for their lunches, and tell them I have now had to go back, twice, ill need to drive back to work, find a place to park, and Ill be there.
I finally get to work, tell them the story, and apologize that we are well past our 30 mins. We open the bag to find this:
- The Large fries were actually mediums
- The cheeseburger had everything on it
- No napkins
- No croutons (for either salad)
- And the wrong salad dressing
I was pissed (understatement...huge understatement). I called the lady back and explained my frustration (in a positive way) UNTIL she says "Well, the salad doesn't come with fries." I AM FREKAING AWARE THE SALAD DOES NOT COME WITH FRIES, I HAD TO PAY EXTRA FOR THE FRIES!!!!!! WHY ARE FRIES SUCH A HUGE DEAL TO YOU?!?!
And then (Oh yes...there is more) She tried to tell me they don't have a vinaigrette. Clearly she ins unaware of how much food means to me. I stomped into our lunch room and read the whole package to her, and proceeded to ask her if she would like me to read the ingredients to her.
I asked her what time she would be working until, as I wanted to come in after work (which I now don't know what time that would be, as I will now need to put in overtime) and discuss this situation with her.
After all that, I now had no time to even eat the salad, and int he fridge it went. (However, super good salad, I highly recommend it to everyone!)
After work I go to talk to her, and start off my apologizing for my phone call. She was really good about it, and apologized for screwing up my ENTIRE order. She then offered to give me my money back, or another salad for free. I told her not to worry about the salad, as I still had mine from lunch because after everything I had no time to eat it. I said what would be better, is if I could get a free meal for myself and my husband, as we are headed out to Calgary tonight, and if they were willing to pay for our meals, I would be willing to give their drive through another chance.
And WALA...two free meals any size I want :) All I need, another burger in my system lol
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Just Another Rainy Saturday
This past Saturday I offered to work at one of our "Sister Offices." Now, even though this office is only about a block away from the office I work at, I have never been there. I have been told that Saturdays at that office are rather slow and stress free, so I was kind of excited.
I got there before everyone else so I could walk around and familiarize myself with the building a little bit. The day was going SOO great! It was a bit more busy that we had planned because we had a few emergency patients come in. Also, the assistant had the flu, and couldn't find anyone to cover for her, so every once in awhile she would have to get up to go to the bathroom and puke (what a dedicated employee).
The day was cold, and wet. Snowing and very slushy outside. Have you ever had a little leak in the roof on days like that? Where you put a bucket down and listen to that slow annoying drip until it is fixed??
Ya, Saturday was not that day. I'm sitting at my desk thinking how awesome it is that I am getting paid over time, and basically just relaxing! I all off the sudden I hear a DOWN POUR! I look over to see a waterfall coming in through the ceiling. I call Brandon in a panic and say "Come! Quickly! Bring our towels! All of them!!!!" I call my office manager telling her she needs to get to the office right now! Brandon comes with towels and starts running through the building to shut off all the internal water. We send our patients home, because obviously with no water there isn't a lot we can do. I call my office manager again, in more of a panic. She starts to get mad at me because I locked the front door, and tells me she just received ANOTHER emergency call and they are on their way over. SERIOUSLY!?!?! THE ONLY WATER WE HAVE IN THE BUILDING IS THE WATER POURING THROUGH THE ROOF! I tell her to just get here. I believe we have this conversation every 5 or so minutes until she showed up, with only a few towels.
My manager is a faithful blog follower of mine. She (along with everyone else who has ever heard me tell a story) thinks I exaggerate slightly. It's not exaggerating. I don't think its fair that just because I find things to be important that perhaps other people don't, that makes me an exaggerator. ANYWAYS, I think she thought this was one of those time.
Until, she walked in and saw this:
Yes, feel free to look at that for a moment or two. Those buckets would fill to the BRIM every ten minutes. Please notice the steady stream. As my manager walked in she literally just stood there and looked at it, and then began apologizing saying she had no idea it was this bad. Even when I describe it to people now, words mean NOTHING until you see the picture.
So that's a brief glimpse into my "Relaxing Saturday." Between being hunched over ringing out towels for 4 hours (in uncomfortable high heels), and my abs class, I was in SO much pain Saturday night I contemplated going to the hospital (no exaggeration there btw). Every muscle in my body throbbed. I was in pain all Saturday night, all Sunday, and was about ready to call into work on Monday.
Thankfully my darling Husband made me a muscle repair shake, and I was feeling much better by Monday. On the topic of my husband, I thought I should take a moment to tell him how grateful I am for him. He's the guy who drops everything to pack up ALL of our towels with out questions. He spends his ENTIRE (unpaid) Saturday afternoon helping ringing out damp towels. He then stays after half the people leave to Shop-Vac the soaking wet carpet. And once we get home, and I can't even move, he just takes care of me, makes sure that I am comfortable, and knows how much he loves me. I love you Brandon!
I got there before everyone else so I could walk around and familiarize myself with the building a little bit. The day was going SOO great! It was a bit more busy that we had planned because we had a few emergency patients come in. Also, the assistant had the flu, and couldn't find anyone to cover for her, so every once in awhile she would have to get up to go to the bathroom and puke (what a dedicated employee).
The day was cold, and wet. Snowing and very slushy outside. Have you ever had a little leak in the roof on days like that? Where you put a bucket down and listen to that slow annoying drip until it is fixed??
Ya, Saturday was not that day. I'm sitting at my desk thinking how awesome it is that I am getting paid over time, and basically just relaxing! I all off the sudden I hear a DOWN POUR! I look over to see a waterfall coming in through the ceiling. I call Brandon in a panic and say "Come! Quickly! Bring our towels! All of them!!!!" I call my office manager telling her she needs to get to the office right now! Brandon comes with towels and starts running through the building to shut off all the internal water. We send our patients home, because obviously with no water there isn't a lot we can do. I call my office manager again, in more of a panic. She starts to get mad at me because I locked the front door, and tells me she just received ANOTHER emergency call and they are on their way over. SERIOUSLY!?!?! THE ONLY WATER WE HAVE IN THE BUILDING IS THE WATER POURING THROUGH THE ROOF! I tell her to just get here. I believe we have this conversation every 5 or so minutes until she showed up, with only a few towels.
My manager is a faithful blog follower of mine. She (along with everyone else who has ever heard me tell a story) thinks I exaggerate slightly. It's not exaggerating. I don't think its fair that just because I find things to be important that perhaps other people don't, that makes me an exaggerator. ANYWAYS, I think she thought this was one of those time.
Until, she walked in and saw this:
Yes, feel free to look at that for a moment or two. Those buckets would fill to the BRIM every ten minutes. Please notice the steady stream. As my manager walked in she literally just stood there and looked at it, and then began apologizing saying she had no idea it was this bad. Even when I describe it to people now, words mean NOTHING until you see the picture.So that's a brief glimpse into my "Relaxing Saturday." Between being hunched over ringing out towels for 4 hours (in uncomfortable high heels), and my abs class, I was in SO much pain Saturday night I contemplated going to the hospital (no exaggeration there btw). Every muscle in my body throbbed. I was in pain all Saturday night, all Sunday, and was about ready to call into work on Monday.
Thankfully my darling Husband made me a muscle repair shake, and I was feeling much better by Monday. On the topic of my husband, I thought I should take a moment to tell him how grateful I am for him. He's the guy who drops everything to pack up ALL of our towels with out questions. He spends his ENTIRE (unpaid) Saturday afternoon helping ringing out damp towels. He then stays after half the people leave to Shop-Vac the soaking wet carpet. And once we get home, and I can't even move, he just takes care of me, makes sure that I am comfortable, and knows how much he loves me. I love you Brandon!
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Shocking Self-Esteem KILLER
I went to an "Abs core & more" class with a friend last night. It was AWESOME. We had a great workout, and totally got our butts HANDED to us. We got killed. We were probably the youngest there, and possibly the most out of shape (which is probably what people thought,...but no no, we were screwing up on purpose just to bring smiles to other peoples faces. We are all about the smiles LOL). Ya no, we sucked!
I was feeling rather good about it though, I needed some motivation to create this six pack I want so badly! The part that killed me was the arm work out. Clearly the class should be "Abs core and MUCH MUCH MORE."
My arms have always been weak..always. My little brother could beat me at an arm wrestle by the time he was old enough to consciously move his arms. To this day he always calls my bicepts my "squishy muscles". Ok I think your starting to get the point.
Last year I got shingles in my shoulder. At first I thought it was just a dry patch of skin or something, so I put lotion on it and ignored it. Then it started to get itchy, and hurt, and it felt like I had a knife in my shoulder muscle. Normally by this point I would go to the doctor, but it was my first official day at my new job!! I obviously couldn't just call in! So I waited a few days, until one morning I woke up and the lymph node in my neck was basically protruding out the side! That's when I knew something was wrong. I got up the next day before work and waited at the walk in clinic for 3 hours. Then I left to go to work. After work I waited again for another 5 hours. When I FINALLY saw the doctor he told me I had shingles. I knew NOTHING about that. He told me that it eats away at muscles, and is a very serious condition. He said it spreads, and also can come back. If it comes back on my spine, eyes, or brain it can be life threatening. WHAT!?!?! Its in my left arm! Just take the left arm..I hardly use it anyways! (He didn't seem to get my humor, clearly he is not a faithful blog follower). So he told me I would have to take oral meds, and more oral meds to counter act the nausea of the first meds, (Yes, it was a fantastic first week of work lol) and creams...and he also told me to be prepared to have no muscle strength in my shoulder for a LONG time. What he didn't tell me is how much this all would cost! Oh my heck! Having just started a new job, I had no insurance!!! Side note..so thankful for insurance!
So here I was last night, almost a year later, thinking I have grown back most of my shoulder strength (considering right after I couldn't even find the strength to lift my arm over my head..no joke) I thought I would be able to do alright. Nope, I didn't. It was SOO hard. My arms were shaking, and my shoulders felt like jello. But I was SOO proud of myself for actually doing it, this is a BIG step in the direction of getting rid of my squishy muscles (shingles or no shingles).
I woke up a little sore this morning, but was still feeling so proud of myself. I lost 0.8lbs!! It isn't much, but is still great! I have set a goal to lose me "Mexico" weight. Dang all inclusives!
Today at lunch a friend at work asked if I would go with her to AMA to renew her registration. I didn't REALLY want to, but thought I should seeing as how I need to renew my drivers license.
I get there and I tell her everything is the same, as I just had it updated a year and a half ago when Brandon and I got married. Blond hair? Yup. Brown eyes? Yup. Wear contacts? Yup. Same address? Yup. Same phone number? Yup. 5'7"? Yup. *Pause* 110lbs....?
Thanks lady. I'm trying here! No I don't weigh the same as I did when I was fourteen years old!! Way to KILL my self esteem!
PS, I didn't answer with my current weight, I told her my goal weight, and I feel good about that :)
I was feeling rather good about it though, I needed some motivation to create this six pack I want so badly! The part that killed me was the arm work out. Clearly the class should be "Abs core and MUCH MUCH MORE."
My arms have always been weak..always. My little brother could beat me at an arm wrestle by the time he was old enough to consciously move his arms. To this day he always calls my bicepts my "squishy muscles". Ok I think your starting to get the point.
Last year I got shingles in my shoulder. At first I thought it was just a dry patch of skin or something, so I put lotion on it and ignored it. Then it started to get itchy, and hurt, and it felt like I had a knife in my shoulder muscle. Normally by this point I would go to the doctor, but it was my first official day at my new job!! I obviously couldn't just call in! So I waited a few days, until one morning I woke up and the lymph node in my neck was basically protruding out the side! That's when I knew something was wrong. I got up the next day before work and waited at the walk in clinic for 3 hours. Then I left to go to work. After work I waited again for another 5 hours. When I FINALLY saw the doctor he told me I had shingles. I knew NOTHING about that. He told me that it eats away at muscles, and is a very serious condition. He said it spreads, and also can come back. If it comes back on my spine, eyes, or brain it can be life threatening. WHAT!?!?! Its in my left arm! Just take the left arm..I hardly use it anyways! (He didn't seem to get my humor, clearly he is not a faithful blog follower). So he told me I would have to take oral meds, and more oral meds to counter act the nausea of the first meds, (Yes, it was a fantastic first week of work lol) and creams...and he also told me to be prepared to have no muscle strength in my shoulder for a LONG time. What he didn't tell me is how much this all would cost! Oh my heck! Having just started a new job, I had no insurance!!! Side note..so thankful for insurance!
So here I was last night, almost a year later, thinking I have grown back most of my shoulder strength (considering right after I couldn't even find the strength to lift my arm over my head..no joke) I thought I would be able to do alright. Nope, I didn't. It was SOO hard. My arms were shaking, and my shoulders felt like jello. But I was SOO proud of myself for actually doing it, this is a BIG step in the direction of getting rid of my squishy muscles (shingles or no shingles).
I woke up a little sore this morning, but was still feeling so proud of myself. I lost 0.8lbs!! It isn't much, but is still great! I have set a goal to lose me "Mexico" weight. Dang all inclusives!
Today at lunch a friend at work asked if I would go with her to AMA to renew her registration. I didn't REALLY want to, but thought I should seeing as how I need to renew my drivers license.
I get there and I tell her everything is the same, as I just had it updated a year and a half ago when Brandon and I got married. Blond hair? Yup. Brown eyes? Yup. Wear contacts? Yup. Same address? Yup. Same phone number? Yup. 5'7"? Yup. *Pause* 110lbs....?
Thanks lady. I'm trying here! No I don't weigh the same as I did when I was fourteen years old!! Way to KILL my self esteem!
PS, I didn't answer with my current weight, I told her my goal weight, and I feel good about that :)
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