This weekend I accompanied my good friend Bill to a wedding. It was a friend of his from high school and also his neighbor growing up. I should note as well that this was my first ever New Hampshire wedding. Bill, being the single bachelor that he is, was hoping to see some "fly honey's" and possibly meet someone, cause they do say that weddings are great places to meet people. I personally think that is a load of crap. Anyways, I digress....
We get to the chapel in Nashua which is very cute and quaint, would maybe consider getting married there myself, if it wasn't in New Hampshire. As we are sitting there waiting for the ceremony to start, I see a young lady walk in. The first thing about her that catches my eye is that she is wearing a hounds tooth suit (skirt and blazer) with a matching houndstooth purse. Now, you really have to search high and low to find something like that....I mean more matching than the houndstooth. Then I notice the rest of her outfit....white tights and BLACK COMBAT BOOTS!!!! Like really....really....wtf is up with that?!
I jest my friend and say, she is def the one for him. We laugh, it was kinda funny. ALthough, it gets better....after cocktail hour (which cocktail hour should consist of more than cheese and crackers), we make our way into the reception room/area. Who else walks in front of us but combat boot girl, we'll call her Commie for short. I joke with Bill that there goes his new girlfriend....and he responds with..."just you wait, bet you she will be sitting at our table." We get to our table, and Damn It! Bill was right. And I had to sit next to Commie. Granted, she was a very nice person, but really, really....the boots, who wears those boots to a nice wedding. Her boots weren't the only thing that needed to go, but also her blazer. It was okay on her while she was standing up, but after she sat down, it was too small. I know how that feels and I really felt for her, but I also don't think I have ever gone anywhere in which I didn't test out my "outfit" before leaving the house. Regardless, as she sat, her buttons/snaps popped open and I saw flesh....yes, flesh....YUCK! I did say something to her about her button being open, and she thanked me. I know I would def want to know if I had something bad going on with my outfit. I felt bad for teasing Bill about her for a little while cause she truly seemed like a very nice person, but then, I stopped. She began telling jokes about gobblins and medieval stuff....that's where I couldn't help myself anymore.....the name Commie had stuck, and I just had to tell you all about it.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
FINALLY!!! They read my mind!
So yesterday I went to the gym, as usual. As I am at the foot of the stairs to go to the second floor, I notice this HUGE board that is as tall as I am (not a big feat). The title of the board was, "PROPER GYM ETIQUETTE." I am not kidding! I think someone has finally read my mind. It had all sorts of stuff on it, like water fountain etiquette (no lips or spit on the fountain discharge), locker room etiquette (no naked people, please), wiping down machines when you are done etiquette (cause I don't want your germs), no sparkly shoe lace etiquette (cause that's just bad)....okay, maybe I lied about that one. But FINALLY!!!!
I do, however, wonder what made them post this in plain sight of everyone. Overall, most people are respectful and know what the deal is, however, I guess there are enough people, like sparkles and the moanin' mama, that called a need for this.
I don't have high hopes for the posting of etiquette, but at least its effort and worth a try. :)
I do, however, wonder what made them post this in plain sight of everyone. Overall, most people are respectful and know what the deal is, however, I guess there are enough people, like sparkles and the moanin' mama, that called a need for this.
I don't have high hopes for the posting of etiquette, but at least its effort and worth a try. :)
Monday, February 18, 2008
Presidents Day!
Well...it has been a long time since my last post, which just tells you that I have been very busy at work, and have not had a chance to blog.
Why am I the only person of all my friends to be working?! what is up with that? Stupid company...only 8 holidays per year! UGH!!! I'm pissed, I can be at home, studying for my exam, but no, instead, I am here, at work, writing my blog, reading other blogs, and doing stupid contractor shop submittals...like really....really...I need a 3 day weekend like everyone else sometimes too.
Why am I the only person of all my friends to be working?! what is up with that? Stupid company...only 8 holidays per year! UGH!!! I'm pissed, I can be at home, studying for my exam, but no, instead, I am here, at work, writing my blog, reading other blogs, and doing stupid contractor shop submittals...like really....really...I need a 3 day weekend like everyone else sometimes too.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
I F-in HATE Lazy People.....
Like the overweight, out of shape women that work on the second floor of my office building that REFUSE to take the stairs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF!!!! Listen, bitches, I work on the 5th floor...yes, the 5th floor and I walk up those stairs AT LEAST once a day, usually when I first get in. I just don't get it!
I am a creature of habit and of routine. I wake up, go to the gym, shower, get in my car and go to work. I go to the cafeteria to pick up my skim milk to go with my total raisin bran and fiber one medley that I am going to eat at my desk for breakfast. 9 times out of 10, I walk up to the 5th floor from the 1st floor. But that 1 time out of 10 that I take the elevator is because I have tons of bags/stuff with me that I would probably topple backwards and kill myself hiking the stairs. And you know what?! EVERY SINGLE F-IN TIME that I take the elevator there is some lazy ass bitch with her sausage, egg and cheese on a bagel, or with her muffin, that she just got from the cafeteria, and she is taking the elevator to the SECOND FLOOR!!!! Are you kidding me?!!!! There are exactly 27 steps to the second floor, I counted, 27 is not that bad.
Like the woman this morning....I get my skim milk, I take the elevator because I have my lunch box, my purse, my milk, and my backpack with text books so i can study for my exam at work. This woman gets into the crowded elevator that is going 'express' to the 5th floor; everyone in there was going to the 5th, then she was like, "2, please." 2 please?! 2 Please?! are you kidding me? Thankfully there was another woman in the elevator who's lips were faster than mine and blurted out, "You know, you could have taken the stairs for God's sake." She responds with, "I'm not ready for the stairs yet." Lady, its 7:40 a.m!!!! Of course, could i keep my mouth shut? Nope. "Not ready yet? I have already gone to the gym this morning, but yet, you aren't ready yet...." Yup, I'm a mean person, but whatever, she could use to burn a few calories.
I am over weight, but I do my best to burn a few extra calories throughout the day since I have a desk job. I dunno, I just don't get it. Why can't these hens get a clue?!
I am a creature of habit and of routine. I wake up, go to the gym, shower, get in my car and go to work. I go to the cafeteria to pick up my skim milk to go with my total raisin bran and fiber one medley that I am going to eat at my desk for breakfast. 9 times out of 10, I walk up to the 5th floor from the 1st floor. But that 1 time out of 10 that I take the elevator is because I have tons of bags/stuff with me that I would probably topple backwards and kill myself hiking the stairs. And you know what?! EVERY SINGLE F-IN TIME that I take the elevator there is some lazy ass bitch with her sausage, egg and cheese on a bagel, or with her muffin, that she just got from the cafeteria, and she is taking the elevator to the SECOND FLOOR!!!! Are you kidding me?!!!! There are exactly 27 steps to the second floor, I counted, 27 is not that bad.
Like the woman this morning....I get my skim milk, I take the elevator because I have my lunch box, my purse, my milk, and my backpack with text books so i can study for my exam at work. This woman gets into the crowded elevator that is going 'express' to the 5th floor; everyone in there was going to the 5th, then she was like, "2, please." 2 please?! 2 Please?! are you kidding me? Thankfully there was another woman in the elevator who's lips were faster than mine and blurted out, "You know, you could have taken the stairs for God's sake." She responds with, "I'm not ready for the stairs yet." Lady, its 7:40 a.m!!!! Of course, could i keep my mouth shut? Nope. "Not ready yet? I have already gone to the gym this morning, but yet, you aren't ready yet...." Yup, I'm a mean person, but whatever, she could use to burn a few calories.
I am over weight, but I do my best to burn a few extra calories throughout the day since I have a desk job. I dunno, I just don't get it. Why can't these hens get a clue?!
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Gym Attire Part I
WTF is up with people that don't know how to dress for the gym?! Before I explain any further, I want to first say to my Asian friends, I love you all, and I know that this entry is not true for all Asians, just this one idiot in particular (well, maybe a few others, but not many). And Angela, no, you are not white :)
Well, yesterday I was telling my roommate about this other woman at the gym, who clearly does not have a clue. There is this Asian woman, possibly in her mid 30's, can't really tell. She has standard gym attire, dumpy t-shirt and shorts, but then come the shoes. She wears Adidas Shelltops...like really...really, is she trying to take the place of Jam Master Jay in Run DMC?! I mean, sista, c'mon now, you can get a nice pair of saucony's, nike's, or adidas at Modell's for like $30. Does she not realize that when she is trying to run, walk, etc, that she is not getting the right support from her sneaker? I don't get it. But today....today topped it off....She had a pair of "non-workout" sneakers on, maybe sketchers or something with yellow shoelaces that had sparkles in them!!! WTF, is she practicing to play the part of Tinkerbell in some play! UGH!!!!
It gets better....she has this way of stretching and doing weights. She bounces when she stretches....didn't we learn at some point in the 80's that this was bad? Static stretching works best. Also, she does things like kalesthetics, I don't understand, like I said to my roommate, maybe it is part of her wanna-be tai chi routine. I can't say that I am the perfect gym person, and I wouldn't even come close to calling myself a gym rat, but there is common sense at the gym. As I am observing her, I am afraid she is going to pull a muscle, throw out her back, etc. Its the same feeling (melanie will understand this one), when you watch people use the rowing machine at the gym, they are soooo not doing it the right way!!!!! I know I am harsh, but really....why can't people get a clue?!
Well, yesterday I was telling my roommate about this other woman at the gym, who clearly does not have a clue. There is this Asian woman, possibly in her mid 30's, can't really tell. She has standard gym attire, dumpy t-shirt and shorts, but then come the shoes. She wears Adidas Shelltops...like really...really, is she trying to take the place of Jam Master Jay in Run DMC?! I mean, sista, c'mon now, you can get a nice pair of saucony's, nike's, or adidas at Modell's for like $30. Does she not realize that when she is trying to run, walk, etc, that she is not getting the right support from her sneaker? I don't get it. But today....today topped it off....She had a pair of "non-workout" sneakers on, maybe sketchers or something with yellow shoelaces that had sparkles in them!!! WTF, is she practicing to play the part of Tinkerbell in some play! UGH!!!!
It gets better....she has this way of stretching and doing weights. She bounces when she stretches....didn't we learn at some point in the 80's that this was bad? Static stretching works best. Also, she does things like kalesthetics, I don't understand, like I said to my roommate, maybe it is part of her wanna-be tai chi routine. I can't say that I am the perfect gym person, and I wouldn't even come close to calling myself a gym rat, but there is common sense at the gym. As I am observing her, I am afraid she is going to pull a muscle, throw out her back, etc. Its the same feeling (melanie will understand this one), when you watch people use the rowing machine at the gym, they are soooo not doing it the right way!!!!! I know I am harsh, but really....why can't people get a clue?!
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
A Foodie/Fat Girls Dream!!!!
For those of you that don't know...I love this website that my friend Naomi introduced me to....Hungry-girl.com; that is not the fat girls dream come true...well kinda, but its not the one I am talking about. I am talking about the information that I received from HG's daily newsletter today....
"...While fiber is considered a carb (and the grams of fiber are included in the total carbs listed on labels and packages), the calories from fiber are not absorbed by the body. So, many products subtract the calories that come from fiber from the total number of calories listed. For example, if you used your little equation to figure out the calories in a serving of Fiber One -- adding up the calories from 2g of protein (8 cals), 25g of carbs (100 cals) and 1g of fat (9 cals) -- you would come up with 117 calories per 1/2-cup serving. But since F1 has 14g of fiber per serving, you can subtract 56 calories from that total number (4 calories for each gram of fiber), which leaves you with 61 calories (rounded down to 60 on the box's label). This is pretty standard for high-fiber foods these days, and it's the reason the nutritionals on the package (as well as in recipes made with the stuff) don't always add up. The important thing to remember here is that those calories from fiber are NOT absorbed by the body, so no need to panic and add them all back in if you are counting calories."
Fiber subtracts calories?!?!?! OMG, this is my dream come true...something that SUBTRACTS calories. Ok, I know, I'm a little over excited, and I know I'm still intaking calories from eating high-fiber foods, but work with me here. No one has ever told me this!!! YAY!!! I <3 Fiber One! But for those of you that are curious (and not really loving Fiber One), here are some other high fiber foods.... http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/high-fiber-foods/NU00582 (THANKS SAM!!!)
Today, I am the one that got a clue...YAY ME!!!
"...While fiber is considered a carb (and the grams of fiber are included in the total carbs listed on labels and packages), the calories from fiber are not absorbed by the body. So, many products subtract the calories that come from fiber from the total number of calories listed. For example, if you used your little equation to figure out the calories in a serving of Fiber One -- adding up the calories from 2g of protein (8 cals), 25g of carbs (100 cals) and 1g of fat (9 cals) -- you would come up with 117 calories per 1/2-cup serving. But since F1 has 14g of fiber per serving, you can subtract 56 calories from that total number (4 calories for each gram of fiber), which leaves you with 61 calories (rounded down to 60 on the box's label). This is pretty standard for high-fiber foods these days, and it's the reason the nutritionals on the package (as well as in recipes made with the stuff) don't always add up. The important thing to remember here is that those calories from fiber are NOT absorbed by the body, so no need to panic and add them all back in if you are counting calories."
Fiber subtracts calories?!?!?! OMG, this is my dream come true...something that SUBTRACTS calories. Ok, I know, I'm a little over excited, and I know I'm still intaking calories from eating high-fiber foods, but work with me here. No one has ever told me this!!! YAY!!! I <3 Fiber One! But for those of you that are curious (and not really loving Fiber One), here are some other high fiber foods.... http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/high-fiber-foods/NU00582 (THANKS SAM!!!)
Today, I am the one that got a clue...YAY ME!!!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Are you asking cause you care or.....what?!
You know what annoys me? People that ask how you are and how the family is...blah blah blah, when really...i mean really...all they want you to do is ask them the same question so that they can go off and tell you how miserable their life is. They are the type that will bitch to anyone that will listen. I, unfortunately, know one of these people, and like them overall, but sometimes, I want to just come out and say, "Are you asking me cause you truly care?!"
I grasp the whole part of asking to be polite, that is a part of daily life. But when people ask you, "How are you doing?" the answer is supposed to be, "I'm well, and you?" but with some people, its not. To them, they feel that they should truthfully answer it. I just wanna be like, "Lady, I got my own problems, I don't need to hear yours, I was simply just asking to be polite." Granted, it is one thing when a friend, a good friend asks you, cause they truly do care, but its another when its a co-worker, an acquaintance, you know? Not to mention, this person that i know, has a miserable life, well only cause the thrive on self-pity, you know what I mean? And, I can bet, this person has more money that Roosevelt ever did and yet, they complain about how expensive things are. Listen, you can die tomorrow, and where is all your money gonna go? And honestly, i hope you live a long life, but I don't want to spend a portion of my life listening to how "tragic" yours is. GOT IT?!
Ok, better now :D
I grasp the whole part of asking to be polite, that is a part of daily life. But when people ask you, "How are you doing?" the answer is supposed to be, "I'm well, and you?" but with some people, its not. To them, they feel that they should truthfully answer it. I just wanna be like, "Lady, I got my own problems, I don't need to hear yours, I was simply just asking to be polite." Granted, it is one thing when a friend, a good friend asks you, cause they truly do care, but its another when its a co-worker, an acquaintance, you know? Not to mention, this person that i know, has a miserable life, well only cause the thrive on self-pity, you know what I mean? And, I can bet, this person has more money that Roosevelt ever did and yet, they complain about how expensive things are. Listen, you can die tomorrow, and where is all your money gonna go? And honestly, i hope you live a long life, but I don't want to spend a portion of my life listening to how "tragic" yours is. GOT IT?!
Ok, better now :D
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