This one could be subtitled: Why I Appreciate the In-Laws I Have
I have a friend at work, K, who is ten years younger than me but got married about the same time I did, two years ago. She is in no way interested in starting a family at this time, but has been dealing with exactly the same junk I get from people, particularly in our office, who think that it's time. You know, like when one of us gets a cold and feels like crap and somebody comes in and says, "Are you pregnant?"
Um, I'm snotty, I'm coughing up a lung and running fever. I can see where that screams pregnancy.
Anyway, she was opening gifts in front of a room full of people at her in-laws' house over the holidays and guess what her MIL had wrapped up for her? Not one, but TWO matching baby outfits. Seems she'd had a dream a while back that K had twins, so she decided to start shopping for them. Merry Christmas.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Healthy Eating, Part II
So, after eating pasta for dinner last night I go get my cholesterol checked this morning. Would anybody like to take a guess at the results compared to my last check back in February?
Anybody?
Anybody?
You're all wrong. DOWN 31, thank you very much. And that would all be in my bad LDL's, as my good HDL's had only changed by .1, which was an increase. Basically, I rock. I'm just saying. I'm 5 points away from "very low" status. Bring on the raviolis!
Anybody?
Anybody?
You're all wrong. DOWN 31, thank you very much. And that would all be in my bad LDL's, as my good HDL's had only changed by .1, which was an increase. Basically, I rock. I'm just saying. I'm 5 points away from "very low" status. Bring on the raviolis!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Healthy Eating
Greg and I went out for Italian tonight. I ordered my favorite Marsala chicken ravioli. Somehow the waiter heard carbonara chicken rigatoni, which is what I ended up getting. Whatever. I ate it. It was tasty, but it wasn't my 'oli.
But the best part of the meal was at the end, when Greg said, "I'm sure an Alfredo is some type of vegetable..."
But the best part of the meal was at the end, when Greg said, "I'm sure an Alfredo is some type of vegetable..."
Monday, December 29, 2008
Winded Down
No, I didn't fall off the cliff. I've just been a bit anti-social. With the major part of the holiday over I've winded down and hopefully can get back into some type of routine. Maybe.
Greg and I have gone on something of an after Christmas shopping spree. By that I mean we bought new pillows for our bed. Granted, I still wake up from time to time having scrunched down so that I've got my head on the matress instead of the pillow, but I think that may be because I got used to sleeping on my old pillow, which was a lot like sleeping on the flat mattress.
We did buy a few other things, having a fist full of Christmas cash and gift cards. We didn't rack up quite as well as Clucky, but Greg bought the new 1TB hard drive he'd been drooling over. I picked up a 5 quart jumbo skillet with a hat, to replace my old one. I will miss the rusty flavor, but as with the pillow, I'm sure I'll adjust. I also snagged a crafty-supply bucket on sale 40% off, but passed on the cookie scoop. We don't need any more cookies in the house. Really. We don't. Oh, and we bought a new tree, half off at, of all places, Kroger. When your old fake tree starts shedding it's fake needles, it's time to suck it up and buy a new one. Just a little holiday tip for you there.
Greg and I have gone on something of an after Christmas shopping spree. By that I mean we bought new pillows for our bed. Granted, I still wake up from time to time having scrunched down so that I've got my head on the matress instead of the pillow, but I think that may be because I got used to sleeping on my old pillow, which was a lot like sleeping on the flat mattress.
We did buy a few other things, having a fist full of Christmas cash and gift cards. We didn't rack up quite as well as Clucky, but Greg bought the new 1TB hard drive he'd been drooling over. I picked up a 5 quart jumbo skillet with a hat, to replace my old one. I will miss the rusty flavor, but as with the pillow, I'm sure I'll adjust. I also snagged a crafty-supply bucket on sale 40% off, but passed on the cookie scoop. We don't need any more cookies in the house. Really. We don't. Oh, and we bought a new tree, half off at, of all places, Kroger. When your old fake tree starts shedding it's fake needles, it's time to suck it up and buy a new one. Just a little holiday tip for you there.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Gift Jackpot
I adore my Grandma. She's led one of those lives that appear incredibly ordinary but would make a great book about perseverance and strength. She's lived with insulin-dependent diabetes since she was young. The test-three-times-a-day and take-shots-at-least-twice-a-day kind of diabetes.
In the years before he died, my grandfather started slowly showing signs of mental deterioration. One of his irrational and rather unreasonable paranoid ideas was that my grandma's diabetes was aggrivated by the fact that she liked to read her trashy romance novels. Paw got it in his head that when she started reading one she'd forget to check her sugar or eat and it would cause her sugar to drop at night. She wouldn't stop reading, so he started taking matters into his own hands. Every time he'd find one of her books he'd throw it out.
Paw died about five years ago. Since then Grandma's diabetes management has improved quite a bit. She's better about taking care of herself in part because she no longer has to worry about taking care of everybody else. She also reads more books, especially during the winter when she can't get out in the yard much and tends to get lonely. Every year since Paw died I've gone to the used bookstore and bought a stack of 50 cent trashy novels for Grandma for Christmas. Every year she giggles at me and is delighted. This year the used book store had a very small stock of appropriate books, and they had gone up in price. I only found a few to buy and was rather discouraged.
A day or two later I got a message from a local lady on PaperBack Swap. She had a huge pile of books and was desperately trying to give them away to somebody who would read them. I found a few I was interested in and told her if she wanted to get rid of any of her Harlequin-type romances that I would gladly take them for my grandma. The nice lady just stopped by to deliver my books and threw in twenty-five romance novels for Grandma. Jackpot! It's going to be a very Merry Christmas at Grandma's house this year. And since she tends to trade among her sisters, it's a gift that should keep on giving!
In the years before he died, my grandfather started slowly showing signs of mental deterioration. One of his irrational and rather unreasonable paranoid ideas was that my grandma's diabetes was aggrivated by the fact that she liked to read her trashy romance novels. Paw got it in his head that when she started reading one she'd forget to check her sugar or eat and it would cause her sugar to drop at night. She wouldn't stop reading, so he started taking matters into his own hands. Every time he'd find one of her books he'd throw it out.
Paw died about five years ago. Since then Grandma's diabetes management has improved quite a bit. She's better about taking care of herself in part because she no longer has to worry about taking care of everybody else. She also reads more books, especially during the winter when she can't get out in the yard much and tends to get lonely. Every year since Paw died I've gone to the used bookstore and bought a stack of 50 cent trashy novels for Grandma for Christmas. Every year she giggles at me and is delighted. This year the used book store had a very small stock of appropriate books, and they had gone up in price. I only found a few to buy and was rather discouraged.
A day or two later I got a message from a local lady on PaperBack Swap. She had a huge pile of books and was desperately trying to give them away to somebody who would read them. I found a few I was interested in and told her if she wanted to get rid of any of her Harlequin-type romances that I would gladly take them for my grandma. The nice lady just stopped by to deliver my books and threw in twenty-five romance novels for Grandma. Jackpot! It's going to be a very Merry Christmas at Grandma's house this year. And since she tends to trade among her sisters, it's a gift that should keep on giving!
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