Monday, December 13, 2010
Happy Morning to you all and I'm certainly happy this mornng as I've officially lost 20 pounds as of today. I know this should be making a big difference in my clothes but to tell you the truth it isn't. I think I've become accustomed to wearing my clothes loose that anything smaller makes me feel like they are too tight.
I know many of us have the same issue with clothes but I have to share my bra shopping story. I really needed some new bras so off I went. I have always (or since I gained weight) taken a 42C. I've noticed the cups were getting a bit big but figured they were stretched. Anyway, I tried on a 44B and it fit better in the cups. But then, I wanted a "pretty" bra and ended up with a 44C. Therefore I've decided that sizes are just numbers that somebody out there picks and doesn't realize the emotional attachment most women have to them!
On a funnier note, I did try on several pairs of dress pants as I am in desperate need. Size 18 is too big and size 16 is too tight in the waist. Talk about muffin top! It wasn't pretty. I did buy a skirt (size 14) which I immediately "think" is too small. I tried it on yesterday and thought I looked okay but then I checked the size and as soon as I saw "14" I immediately said to myself, oh, that's too small. Funny how your mind works, isn't it? Aarrgghh!
It is simply beautiful out this morning, here on the "rock" . It was -10 when I left for work and the sun is out so it is a gorgeous day to be out for a walk. Yesterday, we took our "mutts" for their usual romp and they saw another couple of people walking on "their" trail. They rushed up to them with tails wagging and Lou grabbed a stick to tease them with. The next thing you know, Lou whacks Maddy in the head and Maddy falls to the ground. We honestly thought he had a concussion! Oh, the trials and tribulations of having two dogs!
Okay, I've blogged enough nonsense for today! Have a great one!
P.S. Maddy is none the worse for his ordeal.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Well, I certainly have great Sparkfriends if the admissions of "dorky" moments are anything to go by. I've decided to continue on with some hiliarious moments in my life because all of your stories made me split my sides from laughing......let's see....where to begin.....
1. I once received a phone call from a woman who was inquiring whether or not I would consider volunteering for the local literacy society. I honestly thought it was my grandmother who was always carrying on over the phone. The woman's voice was so high and squeaky that I burst out laughing and said, "Okay, Nan, I know it is you. You can take your fingers OUT of your nose now and talk normally". I don't know what possessed me to say fingers out of her nose instead of off her nose (I thought she was pinching her nose with her fingers) but I apologized as much as I could, but really what could I say?! Nan and I still laugh at that one.
2. I once left McDonalds with a guy I was trying to impress. It was bitterly cold and so when I went to put my key in the lock it wouldn't work. Thinking it was frozen I went back into McDonalds and asked if anybody had a lighter which would de-ice the lock. We were in the midst of doing that when I happened to notice my car several spaces over in the parking lot.
3. The next story doesn't involve me but rather my older brother who is super intelligent. He was just after receiving his PhD and was attending a world conference of people in his field. This was the same time the Australian Steve Irvin was killed by a stingray barb. Since Gary lives in Australia, this was really big news and the leader of the conference actually stepped to the mic to announce it. There was complete silence in the room and when Gary blurts out, "leave it to the media, the poor man has just been killed and they've named the stingray Barb"! Luckily for my brother everybody thought he was joking and applauded his humour!
4. A few months ago (since I started Spark) I was at my local Tim Hortons and our friend's little boy wanted an apple fritter. So I was trying to keep everything straight and when I got to his i actually said, "and my little friend here wants an apple frigger". I laughed and laughed and laughed even more especially when the clerk didn't so much as crack a grin.
5. How about the time I flew back from Australia? I was travelling by myself and I had only been in Toronto's Terminal 3 one time before. Keep in my that I'm from a really small place and that the nearest airport is about 100 km away. That airport is so small it might have two departure gates! Being used to such a small airport, I assumed I would see the crowds getting ready to board but I somehow got it all mixed up. I ended up falling to sleep in the airport and nearly missed my secong flight! I don't think the flight crew were very impressed!
6. Okay, my last dork story that I'm sharing tonight took place at our vet clinic. I had brought Peaches in because I noticed a few sore spots in her fur. She was quite elderly and our vet is a real sport so she asked me where the sores were. I pointed them out and they were all looked at carefully. Then I piped up, "oh, there is one more" to which Leslie said "okay, it is probably nothing but let's look at that one too." She asked me where it was and I said "on her fluffy"! I thought the whole clinic was going to die from laughing...I mean who but me would call a dog's privates "her fluffy".
7. Changed my mind....here is the final one. My very first job was at a very outdated pharmacy. I was 16 and as naive as they come. One night the pharmacist left for supper and said if anybody needed something other than a prescription that I could go behind the pharmacist's bench and serve them. Didn't a young fellow come in and asked me where the condoms were. I told them they were behind the pharmacist's counter and that he could follow me there. I think my face was growing redder and redder but it darned near exploded when I asked, "well, what size were you looking for" The young fellow was kind of cocky (no pun intended and said, "extra-large of course". I was clearly humilated and added to it when I blurted out, "no, I meant what size box" (meaning package size) and he burst out laughing at me! Everybody I tell that story to just about dies from laughing. Remember this was back in the mid 1980's and I was pretty naive.
Oh dear, I hope I've made some of you crack a smile! Have a great night!
Friday, December 10, 2010
Happy Friday to you all!
As I write this it is nearing dusk on Friday afternoon. John and I have been for our walk with the dogs and I managed to "shuffle/jog" for 8 lots of 100 steps. I am really hoping that this will help me along with the strength training I've started. It was a bit cool today. -3 degrees c with a light wind but at least the sun was out. When I returned home my face and hair were almost the same colour red!
Maddy and Lou really enjoyed the fresh air and today they met up with a friend of ours who was walking their Rhodesian Ridgeback named Blaze. The bigger dogs really enjoyed chasing each other and Maddy loved chasing them but not so much when they turned and chased him. Then he would run back to his mommy and whine. He is such a little torment!
Okay, so you all want to know what I did, this time, to call myself a dork. For starters, I freely admit that I'm a dork and I have the greatest gift of all in that I can laugh at myself. It is a good thing because I do a lot of stupid things!
This morning I got up extra early and spent my time fiddling around with odds and ends before getting ready to leave for work. I left the house and pulled up to Tim Hortons (a Canadian coffee house) and went inside to line up like all of the other caffiene addicts.
There was quite the line up so I casually glanced at my watch underneath my coat sleeve. It was about twenty minutes to 8 which was early because we live in such a small town and it takes me about five minutes to reach work for 8:00 a.m. So there I am chatting away with somebody, in absolutely no rush to get to work when I finally decided to leave. When I got in my car I glanced at the clock in the dashboard and it read 8:10!!! Yikes! So I looked at my watch again and sure enough I saw it was 7:40......
I'm ashamed to admit that it took me a second to figure out how it still could be the same time when I left and when I went in but I stole another look at my watch as I was pulling out of the parking lot. No, the watch hadn't stopped!!! I had put it the wrong way around! Just try it and see how confusing it can be. Oh please, just try it and pretend it is confusing so I don't feel so silly.
Well, I laughed at myself so hard on the way to work. I was practically cracking up. The worse part is it is now Christmas exam week and I had students lined up waiting for the library to open! Oops!
I hope you are laughing! Please share your inner dork stories if you can!!!!
Thursday, December 09, 2010
Happy Thursday SparkFriends!
Wow, where does the time go? Does that expression make me an old fogey? I could use some cutting edge "youth-speak" but I don't really know what half of the words mean and I'm afraid of offending somebody! Ha! Funny, how when you work with young people you feel young yourself until you see them out in public and think to yourself "were we ever as young as that"?
Anyway, I've decided to write my blog today about what is working and perhaps, more importantly, what isn't working for me.
When I joined Spark I threw myself into it! I was constantly logging in, updating, reading, responding, running reports, etc. It all became too much too soon and I decided to follow my gut instinct and only do what I thought would work for me.
On a side note, I am a bit of an obsessive/compulsive person so this added to my growing frustration. I was finding I was spending more time on Spark than I was doing anything else!
So I gave myself permission to have a inner reality check! Although Spark encourages us to make small changes, I was trying to do everything at once! So here is my list of what I am concentrating on and what I've sort of let slip by the wayside!
Working for me:
Logging in daily
Keeping in touch with a few good Spark friends
Walking (even when I don't want to!)
Drinking 8 glasses of water each day
Making more informed meal choices
Eating at least 4 pieces of fruit/vegetables a day
Letting myself be me!
What didn't work for me:
Obsessively checking into SparkPeople
Having too many SparkFriends
Joining too many SparkTeams
Concentrating on SparkPoints instead of exercise
Being anal about what I ate
Focusing on what I didn't do as opposed to what I did accomplish
I realize my weight loss has been slow but it has been steady. I'm starting to really enjoy the way walking makes me feel. Now I've decided to up the ante and I've started my version of jogging a few steps every time I'm out for a walk. I've also started very simple strength training.
Most of all, I've discovered that I can do this! Again, thanks for reading about me and my thoughts!
Wednesday, December 08, 2010
It is a balmy 10 degrees c here in central Newfoundland this morning which might sound cold to some of you but for pete's sake we are living on an island off the east coast of Canada! This is so unseasonal but we will take it as long as we can get it! I really hope we get some snow for Christmas though and that it stays through January and February. I love the cold weather that we usually get in those months as the sun is usually out in all of her glory too.
Anyway, I digress! I figured it is high time I explained the reason behind my username in the hopes that some of you will do the same.
Remember my earlier blogs about my beloved Peaches? Well, to tell you all the truth we never actually "owned" her. She moved into the house next door to my parents (I was still living there at the time) and we met her at age two. The neighbours, the Coles, worked fulltime and so Peaches wormed her way into my Mom and Dad's heart and home! If she was at her home for any length of time (even when the owners were home) she would whine at the front door and run over to our house.
Over time, we started having sleepovers and extended stays although most nights she would go home at 8:00 p.m. when her owner came over to take her out for a walk. She would go very reluctantly and in her old age would even growl at him! We all were a bit shocked at her behaviour as the owners are really nice people but I guess we gave her constant attention which is what all little animals crave.
Her name was Peaches and the neighbours were Coles....hence the PC. My parents surname was Osmond...thus the O. I know this is going to sound like a bunch of hillbillies but when my father died and Mom moved to an old age home, my husband and I bought their house so I ended up back next door to Peaches. My married name is Hamilton.
Jokingly at the vet clinic, Peaches became known as Peaches Cole-Osmond-Hamilton as she was orginially listed under Cole until we took over the vet bills, food costs, etc. Our reasoning was, she was with us most of the time, they had a child in university and John and I had nobody to care for.
To conclude, you all know that PCOH is a testament to my love for that little bundle of fur and the 051610 stands for May 16, 2010 when she crossed the Rainbow Bridge!
This will be our very first Christmas without her and we all joke that for the first time in 17 years we get to open our own presents as she was a terror when it came to opening things!
Hopefully Maddy didn't learn that "skill" from her and that Louisa doesn't do it either.
P.S. I would really like to hear the stories behind your Spark names too!
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