| Sunday, January 30, 2005 |
| Grocery shopping hell |
Went to Meijer today to get food. Please, please, please, someone remind me not to ever go to Meijer on a Sunday EVER AGAIN. There were people everywhere in every aisle. And always someone with their cart practically shoved into my behind trying to get to what I am looking at. PERSONAL SPACE PEOPLE! Any Seinfeld fans out there? If you are such a fan then you will understand why I sometimes want to scream (like George) "WE LIVE IN A SOCIETY!" Anyway, we spent a scary amount of money. But our cupboards were so bare! Now the kids are on sensory overload when they walk into the kitchen. What....to...eat..first...
So, I made a chocolate chip cheeseball tonight. A last hurrah, if you will. I had been craving one to eat with chocolate graham crackers and tomorrow I begin, again, to try to change my atrocious eating habits. I need to lose weight. Desperately. I am really getting into an "I hate me and my body" kind of mindset lately and trying on clothes and seeing myself in those mirrors just sealed it. I am just plain FAT. With a capital F! So, I had myself some chocolate chip cheeseball and now I have sugar overload and hopefully tomorrow I can start anew. I also will be getting my butt moving to exercise. Probably will do a lot of walking at first. Aside from this post, I probably won't talk about it much. I might write about a milestone here or there, but otherwise, no. I am really hard on myself when it comes to weight loss and I really don't need added pressure, real or imagined. :) So, wish me luck anyway. This will be a long journey.
On to other news. This isn't really news, but, we did a major cleaning of the kids room today. Cleared out a trashbag full of stuffed animals and threw away pieces of this and that. Rearranged, too. Looks much better in there!
I can't stop quoting lines from Napoleon Dynamite. Neither can Guard Girl and Bubba-ump. "I like your sleeves. They're real big."
We watched "Mean Girls" last night and "Surviving Christmas" tonight. Nope, not Oscar fare, but good for some laughs.
And now, I am out of random nothingness to talk about, so maybe I should end tonights post.
Until next time...Angie, out. (Oh, wait, that reminds me of American Idol. Is anyone else ready for them to STOP showing the freaks and get on with it already?? I know I am!!) |
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Isn't McDonalds the friendliest place on earth? No, wait, that's Disneyworld...
Ok, I must first tell you about my day in order to talk about McDonalds. First, I did manage to get into the shower this morning upon B-ump's insistance so we managed to make it to the Winter Guard competition. The little ones stayed with those who use DIAL-UP AOL. We headed out at around 10:30am and it was snowing to beat the band. (note to self-figure out what the heck "to beat the band" actually means.) By the time we hit Interstate 69 it had pretty much stopped snowing so hard. A little farther down the road and no more snow at all. It was very easy to find the school where the competition was taking place, and we were early so we went in search of food. Let me tell you, this school was smack in the middle of some really nice neighborhoods. HUGE houses. Gated communities. Anyway, we ate at a really cool mexican restaurant that had great food and awesome decor. While we ate, I wished I had brought my camera in so I could totally make a fool of myself taking pictures of the cool tables and chairs and such. Back to the school where we met up with Bubba-ump's grandpa who lives close and came to watch. Our guard won 2nd place in their class. They did great! Their show uses a song by Depeche Mode and the theme is like "Interview with a Vampire." Sounds weird but you'd have to see it. I will post a pic sometime. Of course it won't be from today's show because I took the digital cam but forgot to put new batteries in it!
Oh! I must tell you about the stench! When we first sat down, there was a couple in front of us from another school. After a few minutes, Bubba-ump taps me and mouths "They stink!" and points at them. So, what do I do??? I proceed to inhale deeply to confirm his statement. OH. MY. GOOD. LORD. IN. HEAVEN. Serious BO mixed with just plain I-come-from-a-dirty-house. Gag. So, we proceed to discuss what we can place under our noses to mask the stench.
ME:I have hairspray we can spray under our noses.
HIM:I have tobacco we could stuff into nostrils or crush into mustaches. (His, not mine. Not that I have a mustache. Nevermind.) So, FINALLY, their school was given their award and they left. And we gasped CLEAN life-giving air into our screaming lungs! Too bad I couldn't light a match to cleanse my palate...or singe my stinking nose hairs.
Ok, blah, blah, blah. Yadda, yadda, yadda. We leave. Guard Girl is hungry so we stop at McDonalds. (This here is the part you've all been waiting for. If, in fact, you have waded through this much too long post to this part.) Bubba-ump ordered some sandwich I had never seen...a McHero. Alas, they were out of the hoagie bun which is an essential part of the McHero. So, what he got was a triple on a quarter pounder bun with lettuce, tomato, onion. But they didn't tell him they were out of hoagie buns. So, he told them it was the wrong sammich and that is how we found out about the hoagie buns shortage. I know, boring story, but I like saying hoagie buns. Anyway, to get to the point of my post...at this juncture, if you have forgotten the name of the interstate upon which we would be driving home, scroll up. Bubba-ump asks. "So, who wants to drive home?" I looked at him and looked outside at the snow and traffic and said, "Well, get me to 69 and..." *blink* My mouth immediately clamped shut and I thought B-ump was going to pee his pants before he got to the bathroom.
No, we didn't really get banned from McDonalds. But saying something offensive in the middle of the home of RONALD MCDONALD certainly has that potential, no? |
| posted by Angie @ 1:44 AM |
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| Saturday, January 29, 2005 |
| Is the guard ready..? |
Been meaning to update for a couple of days. Bloggers block don't ya know. Anyway, we are off to Ft Wayne for a Winter Guard competition. Guard Girl, even though she is still in middle school in the 8th grade, still gets to be a part of the high school Winter Guard. She loves it and I love watching so everyone is happy. I'll try to post a pic or two in the future. But now, I have to go hop in the shower or Bubba-ump will be yelling at me to "Come on!"
A couple of random thoughts.
(Guard Girl, stop reading NOW!)
Making out on the couch with your husband of nearly 15 years=very good!
Trying on clothes at a store for the first time in ages and then having to put your clothes back on and go back out to get BIGGER SIZES-the biggest size you've EVER had to buy=very bad!
Planning which night is best for weight watchers now. Though, I may never leave the house again. Either that or I will soon be removing every mirror from existance.
Happy Saturday, all!
(What'd I tell you? B-ump just said, "Get in the shower, NOW!") |
| posted by Angie @ 8:04 AM |
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| Monday, January 24, 2005 |
| Bring on the L-O-V-E! |
Ok, so I found another one of those silly quizzes that suck me in and take my blog brain hostage. It's all her fault!! So, here it is.
discover your inner candy heart @ quiz me
Now, I love holidays. Any holiday. And Valentines day is no exception. Personally, I am dreading Valentine's day in the blog world. I have a feeling a lot of bloggers will start complaining about V-day and how we don't need a holiday to tell our sweeties we love them...we should be doing that every day...blah blah blah...LIGHTEN UP, PEOPLE!! Have a little silly fun! Enjoy some god-awful candy hearts! OD on Russell Stover boxed chocolates! Take out a second mortgage to buy flowers for someone you love! Buy your kids a pink and red stuffed ape for goodness sake. Buy your honey a pair of tacky boxers with "Kiss Me" directly on the crotch. It is all just for fun. What is wrong with making someone smile on Valentine's day?? You don't really have to break the bank to make someone smile. Buy a $1.99 box of Shrek valentines and pass them out to co-workers and friends. I bet they smile. :) So, Bubba-ump, if you are listening, shower me with heart shaped red hots, a kiss and a tacky 99 cent card and I'll give you a pair of talking boxers(push the button and they say "Be Mine") with XOXOXO's all over them, a fuzzy valentine pencil and a "Love Coupon" for a back massage. True love.
Perhaps I should have waited until others actually start complaining... |
| posted by Angie @ 10:15 PM |
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| Sunday, January 23, 2005 |
| 5 degrees of freezing my butt off |
It's 5 degrees outside (windchill 2), bubba-ump has been out of town all weekend, my house is a pit, and I can hear my 2 youngest wreaking havoc in my bedroom. (One redeeming thing..."Little Red Corvette" is playing on vh1classic)
So, how's YOUR Sunday going?
PS be sure to read "Ice, Ice, Baby" below for lots of ice storm fun! :) hee hee |
| posted by Angie @ 9:25 AM |
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| Ice, Ice, Baby |
Ok. So, I know you have all been waiting with bated breath to hear all about "Ice Storm '05" here in my town. You asked for it (well, ok, I am pretending you asked for it)you got it!
Let me take you back to January 5th. The rain begins. Lots and lots of rain. Which began to freeze. I think it's called freezing rain. Or something. Ask a meteorologist. Anyway, we watched it rain. Watched it start sticking to the trees. I was at work until 5(which actually turned into 6 which is another story)so I figured I would go out to my car and find it under an inch of ice and I'd be whacking it with my shoe to chip it away. Funny thing, this particular ice storm. It didn't stick to anything but the trees and power lines! The roads weren't bad. The cars didn't need scraped. But every single power line was down, or frozen or whatever happens to make them not send power to MY HOUSE! When I got home, the house was still warm, lights glowing, tv making too much noise. All was well with the world. Fast forward to Thursday, Jan. 6th. Phone rings at 5 frickin' thirty AM!! I jump from my bed in a stupor and wander around until I find the phone which, mind you, has already stopped ringing. God Bless Caller ID! The call was from my place of employment. From this point on, it shall be referred to here as The Lab. You'll find out why some other day. So, I call back and get the co-worker who called me. She's insane, just let me say that. She was there before dawn. Whatever. Anyway, there was no power at work. What should we do? So, I look outside and see that I can't get out of my driveway because of all the limbs that have fallen overnight. So, I tell her I more than likely won't be in, but I will try as soon as Bubba-ump can get the van out of the driveway. Around 6am...ZAP! Our power was gone. PITCH FREAKING BLACK! So we stumble around trying to find the flashlight and candles. Phone doesn't work because all we have is a cordless. So, Guard Girl gets her cell out so we can use it. I spend the morning on the phone with co-workers figuring out who can work and who can't. I finally made it to work at around 11:30am. Good thing, too. There was high drama and showing up gave me some good brownie points! By the time I got off work at 5, our house was freezing. No electricity=no heat. No kerosene heater=no heat. No generator=no heat. No money for all those things=no heat. We stopped at the only McDonalds in town that had electricity. (let me say here, that when all was said and done, there were roughly 70,000 customers with no power in my city! Almost everybody!! And roughly 69,000 of those people were at this McDonalds!) After we ate, we went home to gather some things and after establishing which family member with no power, but heat, to stay with, we headed to....MY PARENT'S. Don't get me wrong. I love them. I just don't want to live with them!! So, we get there and they are huddled around the kerosene heater. The same kerosene heater that my mother refused to let my dad turn on all day because they "scare her." We get settled in and I spend the time willing my children to STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM THE KEROSENE HEATER BECAUSE IT IS HOT...because if I had to hear my dad say "watch out, don't touch, slow down, don't run, get away from it, it's hot, it will burn you" ONE MORE TIME, I thought I would pick the thing up with my bare hands and send it flying out the window!! Oh, but it gets so much better.
Someone get the man some Bisquick!!(otherwise known as The Bisquick Incident)
Ok, so there we are at the 'rents. Things are going well, aside from the kerosene heater. Dad decides that he is going to fix my mom a pancake. On the kerosene heater. On. The. Kerosene. Heater. So, I sit on the couch and observe the festivities that ensue. Dad wanders in to the kitchen to get the bisquick.
"Where's the Bisquick?" *enter sounds of cabinets opening and closing*
"HUH?"
"Where's the Bisquick?" *more cabinet sounds*
"I don't know. You used it last."
"No, I didn't. What did you do with the Bisquick?" *cabinets*
"Huh? You had it last."
"No, you used it last." *cabinets*
Mom finally gets up and goes into the kitchen to aid in the Bisquick recovery.
*more cabinets*
"I put it back the last time I used it. You used it after me."
"No, I didn't. Where did you put it?"
Guard Girl has to add her two-cents. "Grandma, maybe you guys used all the Bisquick!"
"No, there was some left the last time I used it."
"Where could that Bisquick be?"
FOR THE LOVE OF PANCAKE MIX, GET THE MAN SOME FREAKING BISQUICK!!!!!!!
(is it possible to go completely insane from hearing the word "bisquick" 100 times in 10 minutes??)
This went on for 10 to 15 minutes. I kid you not.
He made her an egg.
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| posted by Angie @ 8:01 AM |
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| Saturday, January 22, 2005 |
| Tater says |
Heard around the chingers house today...
Tater: Look, Little Big, I'm Jesus!
I turn to look and she has a throw rug draped over her head. Looked more like Mary if you ask me. |
| posted by Angie @ 9:42 AM |
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| Wednesday, January 19, 2005 |
| I'm Baa-ack! |
Woo hoo! I am back online wallowing in the world of blogs. Back to reading my faves like...fickle whimsy and bunny burrow and joy unexpected and dot.bench and, and, and the list goes on and on. (see blog roll!) I feel like I missed a week of school and I am now trying to catch up on all that I missed in class and in my social circle. Thank you all who commented and wished me well! I have missed reading and missed posting.
Now, what better way for me to get back into the swing of things than to do a quiz. :)
You Are 28 Years Old |
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Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
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Ok, an ice storm report in my next post. Only the highlights, people. I don't intend to bore you to tears.
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| posted by Angie @ 7:22 PM |
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| Friday, January 14, 2005 |
| Hi, I'm Angie and I'm a blogoholic. |
Now, this is where you all say, "Hi Angie!"
What is the cure? Is there a remedy? I am seriously having withdrawals as my body adjusts to NO INTERNET! No writing blog entries, no reading all my favorite blogs and seeing what everyone is doing in their day to day lives. (I write this on the dreaded AOL computer that is my parents'.)
Guess when the cable guy comes to check on our connection?? Just guess...
FEBRUARY 7th!!!
Oh my..I must go sit down and put my head between my knees. Anyone have a paper bag?
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| posted by Angie @ 3:09 PM |
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| Thursday, January 13, 2005 |
| Quick Update |
POWER HAS BEEN RESTORED! Pause here to sing joyously "HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH!"
Got our power back on Monday night, but now, our cable internet is out! Fun times. I promise an amusing and entertaining post about the fun and games of the power outage as soon as I can.
Electrifyingly yours
Ang |
| posted by Angie @ 11:37 AM |
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| Sunday, January 09, 2005 |
| Eternal Electricity God, Please, Please, Please |
If any of you have watched the news in the past several days, you may have seen reports on the ice storm in Indiana. I am smack in the middle of said storm. We have no electricity and no heat. Our toilet flushes, though, by golly. If in fact you want your bare behind to freeze to the seat. I will have a longer report of the fun we've been having here, but I wanted to stop in and let my regular readers know what is going on. Let's just say we have been staying with my parents. No more needs to be said really. (stop here now to weep for me.)
More when we get power.
(Did I mention they(my parents) only have AOL?? AOL! I HATE AOL. No offense to other AOL users out there. For the love of all that is speedy in the world of internet...get a cable modem!! Ahhh...I feel better now.)
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| posted by Angie @ 9:41 AM |
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| Monday, January 03, 2005 |
| Badly Overacted Horatio Quote of the Week |
"He brought the war to us, now we...are going to take it to them."
Oh CSI:Miami, how I love thee... |
| posted by Angie @ 10:32 PM |
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| Hi Ho, Hi Ho |
| I am not ready to go back to work after the long weekend. This will be the first week since the week before Thanksgiving that I have to work 5 DAYS IN A ROW! Dang. Can't we put a national holiday somewhere in this week? |
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| Saturday, January 01, 2005 |
| 2005 |
| HAPPY NEW YEAR ONE AND ALL!! |
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