Office Work, Part Deux: Professional Mayhen

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do tell!

I'm in the middle of figuring out how to get the pics off my cell phone to my computer in a faster method than texting one at a time. Lots of pics from "the burning"
 
It was yummers. I had half a loaf (whoopsies!)
 
It's lunchtime, and I hadn't eaten yet today. So I figured 400 calories for bread and 100 calories for butter.

Totally within range.
 
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My starter met with a sad fate which prevented me actually making the bread. Now DH is on a gotta-lose-this-weight kick (good for him!) and I don't want to sabotage his efforts.
 
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Well its not your fault for eating it anyway. Who in their right mind could resist fresh baked bread and butter? Your house must smell wonderful!
 
I am trying to skinnify as well Laree. Want to be calorie counting buddies? Doesn't that sound romantic?
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On my way to heart dr. today I accidently ran over a squirrel...ssshh...don't tell boyd.
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I really don't like doing that and it was messing with my "get my song on, think happy thoughts instead of stressful thoughts, so blood pressure numbers are good when I get there" mode...I mean the fact that it darted out at the last moment before I could do anything about it and then...ew, the thump and the crunch, and then waah watching it flap in the rear view...it's really disturbing. If he would have just froze, I would have passed right over him...but noooo...he had to go turn around and try to skiddaddle back to the side he came from. Oh what a hard life to be a squirrel.

So apparently I stopped taking a med. that the dr. told me to stop but apparently that was never put in his notes and I look like the crazy one for stopping it and although my pill bottle has my pen marks on it that say..."dr. stopped this rx" to remind myself to stop taking...but apparently, since I'm having heart pain I should be taking it. Alrighty then. And if it's no better in a week then I go in for a stress test because they'd rather torture me that way then do another angio every time I have symptoms. And when they do a stress test they do it by drugs and can I say I feel like I'm going to die when they do it and it scares the shnizits out of me? Not sure I wanna know what the tread mill feels like though but maybe I'd like it better than the drug inducing. I vomitted last time and thought they were all trying to kill me and I wanted to break the 2 floor window open and jump...if I didn't feel like I was gonna vomit and hide under the bed weilding a tongue depresser and threatening thier lives with it and grabbing some large q-tips so I can poke thier eyes out if they got any closer.

And that's my story...and now you can go on your merry ways and reflect how one could threaten lives of others with a tongue depresser.....
 
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