Friday, July 31, 2009

Good News; Bad News

So I'm beginning to believe that I am unlucky to those around me.

Worse: for every bit of good news that I receive, someone dear to me seems to receive bad news.

And it happened again today. In the worst possible way.

Good News:
My father had his surgery today. It went well and he is completely fine. As they were removing the bladder stone, they examined his bladder for any signs of recurance of the pre-cancerous tumors. Nothing.


Bad News:
My very dear friend Angelique had to rush home from her trip abroad due to the unexpected death of a friend. As if this were not bad enough, she and her husband received news that his mother had also died.

I do not have any details but I know this: Angelique has been a very dear and supportive friend to me and my heart aches to know that she and her husband are going through this.

I'm not much for prayers, and I never know exactly the "right" thing to say in these situations. But Angelique and her family are in my thoughts and I can only send them my deepest sympathies and all my love during this difficult time.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Not so much


I had a funny conversation yesterday with my friend Sam in Denver. We were talking about dating - I told her a couple months ago about B and she was excited because he's definitely HER type of guy more so than mine - on the surface anyway - and I can generally say that she is nearly every guy's "type" : tall, tiny waist, stacked, and a natural redhead, and FUN!

EEE: So I'm still seeing that guy B I told you about
Sam: Yea! I'm so happy for you and so jealous!
EEE: Yeah, I'm pretty happy for me, too!
Sam: So are you a thrash metal fan yet?
EEE: Um... Let me check. "SLAYER!!!!!" *pause* Nope.

But I'm trying. B played some Slayer for me on his Zen and then he put in a Slayer video. The bald guy with the head tats is pretty hot, and I kind of liked one song, but I really don't see a life of Slayer Super Fandom in my future.

God. Am I really falling for a Slayer fan?????

Yes. Yes I am.


Saturday, July 18, 2009

Gut Check

My dad his having surgery in a couple weeks.

On his bladder.


He aggravates the hell out of me sometimes. Seriously, he would try the patience of a saint.

Last night is a good example: he called me with one of his patented "Help me walk through something simple* on the computer" calls.

*Note: "simple" is a bit of a misnomer. There's no such thing as "simple" when my dad is involved. He has an extrodinary talent to make things more difficult than they need to be. (a talent that I have inherited on an exponential scale)

After a few frustrated minutes of trying to explain to my dad how to log onto his gmail accout from my uncle's home - minutes which had me close to pulling my hair out - I demanded that he put my mom on the phone.

Despite having to deal with the fact that she isn't wearing her hearing aid (again) I got them logged in pretty quickly.

So.... I found out today that he's going in for surgery in a couple weeks. Of course, neither he nor my mother told me this. I found out from my sister, who herself found out when she was at their house today to feed the world's fattest cutest kittycat (this cat has bunny fur - she's adorable)

Anyway, my parents keep a calendar on the island in their kitchen (their social lives make me look like an 80yo shut in) and Jo noticed that there was a notation on the 31st "Dad - SURGERY - No food for 24hrs"


So, from my mom I found that the surgery is on his bladder.


It's been over a year since that dreaded word entered my life:


He got an all clear six months ago and apparently. But he was going in for yet another checkup on his bladder last week when they found a bladder stone.

I've never heard of bladder stones. Dad and Jo both get kidney stones (Jo's actually been put on a low oxilate diet by her doctor b/c she gets them so often) and my mom and brother have had gall stones. But I've never heard of bladder stones.

Apparently, his doctor does not think the stone is at all related to cancer (*GULP*) and it isn't giving him any painful symptoms, but because of the shape of the stone (it's L shaped) the doctor doesn't think my dad would want to try to pass it - OW! So they're going to pulverize it or whatever.

So the surgery (*GULP*) is really no big deal, but we'll always be a bit sensitive to anything related to Dad's bladder.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

New Obsession

I have a new obsession.

Luckily it's a relatively healthy one.

Sharon and I have been completely stumped by my recent, on-going diet plateau. And I have been very annoyed and frustrated. I've been doing a pretty good job of following the rules: being active and eating healthy (blech!) but I'm just maintaining. We've even tried mixing up my workouts (more Zone 2 stuff for a couple weeks, more Zone 3 stuff when that didn't work)

I'm ready to pull my hair out (though, since my hair doesn't weigh 40 lbs like Angelique's that won't do me much good!)

I mean, what happens if I DON'T workout 5x per week and eat 5 million grams of fiber a day????

So this week I started keeping a detailed and complete food diary. Boooooring! Right? Well, it's been OK. And kind of illuminating.

I'm using which is part of Lance Armstrong's LiveStrong site. I'm not a huge fan of the Lance (sorry Garth) but the dailyplate is free and pretty easy to use.

The thing I'm noticing most is that it keeps me honest about what I'm eating. Yes, I can choose to eat a second 100 cal Skinny Cow Fudge Bar - but I have to also log that into the site and watch my daily calorie % jump up.

We'll see if this has any lasting impact. I lost 1.5 pounds this week, but that may be sweat from the horrible heat last night (I'm refusing to turn my AC on unless the temp hits 90°)

Anyway, the week is winding down. Wishing everyone a happy day!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Smile, Dammit!

I’m forcing myself to be in a good mood today.

I have no real reason to be in a bad mood but I’ve been feeling a little “meh” the past couple days.

Things are generally good and I just need to concentrate on the things in the “Pro” column and ignore the “Con”

Everyone I love is healthy
I have a good job that pays my bills
The revisions on my novel (while slow) are going well
I have dear and supportive friends who love me
There’s a guy I like who seems to like me back

But it’s sooooo easy to dwell on the bad stuff

But I’m not going to.

La La La!

Luckily, I’m one of those people who can improve her mood by forcing myself to smile. I don’t know the actual statistic, but something like 50% of people can actually elevate their mood by smiling, even when they don’t want to. Some sort of muscular placebo or something. I don’t know or care how it works, I just know that it does.

So I’m making a point of smiling today. I’m doing it right now. The people around me on the train probably think I’m a little nuts. Hehehe… They’re not wrong.

Anyway, I hope everyone finds a reason to smile today, even if you have to make it up!


Monday, July 6, 2009

A Case of the Mondays

I always chuckled over this quote from Office Space:

Peter: When you come in on Monday and you're not feeling real well, does anyone ever say to you, "Sounds like someone has a case of the Mondays"?
Lawrence: No. No, man. Shit. No man! You'd get your ass kicked sayin' something like that, man.

Now, I’ve never had a case of the Mondays. In general, I honestly like Mondays. It helps that I like my job a lot, but the real reason, as I’ve mentioned before, is that there’s a purity to Mondays that the rest of the week lacks. It’s full of potential and opportunity. Anything can happen.

But I’m not especially feeling it today. Don’t get me wrong, it’s still better than Friday (aka: the loooooooongest day of the week!)

But I’m Ron this week. I’ve actually been Ron since Wednesday last week. I’m not normally called upon to play the boss more than a day or two at a stretch, but he has decided to take a well-earned vacation and won’t be back until next Monday.

Things have been mostly quiet so I’m hoping that the bizarre personnel issues that inevitably crop up when he is off won’t happen this week, but I’m not overly optimistic.

There is one bright spot to my week, though. B generally doesn’t work Fridays anyway, so his employer declared today their holiday. Which means he won’t be working until freaking 8pm tonight and we can meet for dinner tonight.


Anyway. Here’s hoping for a great Monday to you all and great week!