Saturday, December 12, 2009
I have 2 pedometers on today and I don't think either of them is right. The first one I had on for about 15 minutes, went up/down 17 stairs, out the back door to the laundry room and back, made the bed. The pedometer said I walked 4 steps. I put the second one on and from the time I picked it up off the shelf to clipping it to my waistband, standing still the whole time, it said I walked 10 steps. Either way, I know I got up and moved. What is the purpose of those pedometers if they aren't acurate? Does it really matter how many steps you take in a day?
I did a 3 mile walk with Leslie today, even jogged a bit during her power boost minutes, woo hoo!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Another weekend, same nothing-ness. As usual we went to the grocery store, picked up a turkey for BBQ turkey for Christmas. I don't care for it, but DH and a couple others do. Stopped at GNC, stopped at the sports store and got one of those ab roll out wheel things then came home, woo hoo, what fun.
We made jalapeno poppers from a recipe DH found on the Hungry Girl site and they were really good. They were baked in the oven and used crushed wheat flakes cereal.
Other than that, nothing exciting. I took my rest day from exercise, but walked briskly through the mall and took the stairs.
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Just what I was afraid of, lots of snow back home in New Hampshire. Before I left my home in October, I left my patio furniture out, umbrellas and all, because my son said that they would go up to my house when they took my car back and put all that away. My 2 patio umbrellas, screen house, chairs, glass table top, grill etc. Well he never made it and my daughter never made it down there either so by now my patio furniture is most likely broken if it hasn't blown away. I should have lisstened to my instincts and done it myself. My car isn't in my garage either where it should be.
Max is all comfy upstairs, very wobbly on his casted leg but doing ok. He really is a good boy, he doesn't talk much at all, he's about 14.
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
I have to have a residence permit to live here, called an Iqama (Igama) which is valid for 1 year. It's time to renew it and every year we have to have our blood typed. Why? I have no flipping clue, I thought I've had B+ blood since I was conceived but I guess somewhere along the way I went to some exotic country and had blood cleansing and blood exchange. What a bunch of morons here. Now my arm has a purple spot and it hurts. They use cheap band aids that stick to your arm.
We also picked up Mr. Max from the vets this afternoon. The sneaky cat had his foot re-set and bandaged the other day then overnight he chewed the bandage off so they had to do surgery to wire his foot together and then they casted it. He is resting comfortably in a closed upstairs bedroom so he can get better.
So that is my 3 point blog post for the day
Monday, December 07, 2009
On December 6 1984, in a blinding snow storm that closed major airports on the East coast for several hours and with a 3 year old and a 6 year old in tow, I boarded a PanAm 747 jet at JFK. 12 1/2 hours and 8 time zones later, at 1624 hours on December 7 1984, we landed in a whole different world, a land that time forgot. Saudi Arabia. The children grew up in this strange land, made friends they will never forget, visited foreign countries they will never get to again, experienced life that is difficult to explain to others, moved back to their birth country and are now grown adults with families of their own. 25 years later, my husband and I however are still here in the land that time forgot. WHY you may ask? The only answer I can give right now is that it's a job that pays better than a job in the USA, IF we could find a job in the USA right now. It pays the mortgage, car payment and drug prescriptons. It's warm in the winters compared to the snow and frigid temps at home in New Hampshire, it is better than trying to run 2 full households-one for me back home and one for DH here.
Do I like it here? NO, HELL NO, but like I wrote above, it's cheaper than trying to run 2 households and only getting to see my husband for 3-4 weeks a year. I have the internet, SparkPeople and my cross stitch to keep me busy.
We can't openly celebrate any non muslim holiday, I can't drive, women do not work in public, there is NO alcohol, NO pork, I have to wear a black coat like drape thing out in public but I do NOT COVER MY HEAD OR FACE. Before going on forever ranting I'll end that part here.
YAY, happy anniversary to me----NOT!
It's still overcast, VERY humid and cool here, if I didn't know any better, I'd say it was going to rain.
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