Sunday, February 22, 2009

My shrinking butt and why I sometimes feel bad for celebrities.

So I upped my treadmill workout to 45 minutes today and , DAMN it felt good! I could literally feel the fat on my butt melting away. Yay! But then again, it never belonged there and frankly the nine years it's been there just has been nothing but a pain. So buh-bye. Now, on the the celebrities thing. I seriously do feel bad for them sometimes. My latest "celebrity sympathy earner" is Robert Pattinson. He plays Edward Cullen in the Twilight movies and the poor bloke just was NOT prepared for how famous he's become. I mean he can't even get a haircut without the whole world going apeshite. Apparently the hair he has when he plays Edward is actually marketed! Who markets a hairstyle?????!!!! Please people, it's just hair! So poor Rob went and got a haircut and pissed off a nation of teenage girls who just can't accept that just because he plays Edward does not mean that he is Edward and therefore does not have to keep the same hairstyle for eternity. So here he is with Edward hair:

And here's the infamous haircut:

I think he looks smashing. Very sexy Rob, don't worry about it.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Twilight and I make a Hat!

My oldest son turns nine on the nineteenth. He's been after me since November to see the movie "Twilight" because that is his big thing right now. Edward Cullen is his hero and after borrowing the first book to see what the big deal was about (and to verify it was suitable for him to read) I ended up getting the second, third, and fourth books and finishing them that very weekend. It's a pretty good little saga. Not classics material but good, fast, and pretty satisfying. So I took him to see the movie yesterday and it was not bad. It varied from the book, as most "movies based on the book" do, but I enjoyed it. I plan to purchase it when it's released to DVD next month. It has also reinforced the need for me to drop about 140lbs. (It was a bit of a squeeze getting into the chair at the movie theatre.) So for Valentines Day I asked my hunny to move my treadmill into the living room so that I have no excuses to NOT use it. Right now it's in the bedroom and since we moved the dressers around, I can't bring the belt down to use it anymore. Makes it too easy to just say no to working out. Not good. *sigh* Back to grindstone. On the bright side, I made a hat!

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Midterm Update

We are officially halfway through Winter quarter and I'm up to my eyeballs in studying and careplanning. Had the first of the tests last week. Got a 78 on one and at 98 on the other. (What the hell happened there?!?) Have another test this week in Nursing Research. THAT's gonna be a toughie. I love my teacher to death but this is THE most boring subject I have taken in a loooooong time, and I'm in day one of my six day straight stretch at work. That is sooooo wrong. I'm the ONLY person of all three shifts who has to do six days in a row every other week. It's enough to give me a complex. It would be easier if my primary coworker wasn't just this side of an infant in his behavior. To say he throws temper tantrums would be a stretch, but his passive-aggressive behavior is more annoying. For example, he doesn't like to work while he's there and he manifests this by trying to conveniently disappear at every interval he can. I've seen him leave to take a stack of papers around the corner to the south station and then follow one of his many "buddies" around chitchatting while said "buddy" stocks linens in the patient rooms. This takes a good twenty minutes each time. His bathroom runs make me think to suggest he needs more fiber in his diet considering how very long it takes him to "go." He even had the audacity to decide he was going to call off on a Saturday night because he was upset that I had called off the previous week due to an injury. I knew he was planning to because I'd overheard him when I left that morning. I mean really. At least I quit my job at the restaurant. Yes Mom, you and Dad were right, it was too much to be doing. I know you told me so. I love you too.