I don’t get it.

Lately, the majority of blogs on my google reader are food blogs. I’d turn into a food blogger too, but I’m embarrassed to show you all what I eat on a regular basis. I haven’t had a lot of energy this whole month of March, and I’m not sure if it’s because I upped my gym time since January, but I’m lethargic and zombie-like, lately. It’s getting a bit annoying, considering I used to wake up at 6:00am in February, and bake muffins and make a ‘big breakfast’ for the BF and I on occasion during the week days. Yesterday I skipped out on the gym because I was still feeling gross. So it’s not like I upped my gym time an enormous amount since February.

What I also don’t get is that how can a lot of food bloggers afford to eat out so much??  It could be that they spend their money on food, while I spend my money on my dogs obedience training. But still. I’m on a budget, and I don’t know how others do it.

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Rough

Yesterday was rough on both Scott and I. Not sure what happened but we definitely came down with something. Poor BF got maybe 3hrs sleep the night prior, and Monday’s are our busiest day of the week because we get home from work all rushed to wolf down some supper as Alfie has obedience school, and thennnn the BF has hockey immediately after.

Obedience training was really difficult last night. Alfie’s getting into the saucy teenage stage, even if he’s young (5 mths tomorrow!). He would not sit/stay for me at all, and I literally was sweating up a storm. The instructor always likes to touch my back when she talks to me and told me to wear a tank top next time lol.

I headed to bed at 9PM last night, as I was exhausted for no good reason because I NEED/LOVE my 8hrs of sleep. But I listened to my body anyway. Woke up at 11:30PM just as the BF was getting home from hockey, let the pup out of his crate to pee. Then I mentioned to Scott I wasn’t feeling good. I ended up going back to bed then waking up at 1:00 to hurl my guts up. I hate how I couldn’t get sick, but I actually had to make myself do it. It makes me cry when I have to be ill, I’m not sure why. It’s scary I suppose. But after that I felt 100% and headed back to bed only to wake up again (when Scott was still awake doing work! Poor BF!) at 2:30.

Not a good night. BF ended up staying home today, and I’m the trooper sitting here at work.

I think there must be something going around at work, because there’s quite a few staff, and staff’s family members (kids) that are ill.

I’m hungry… or sick. I can’t distinguish.

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Subconciously coordinating

When I haven’t had something in … years, and then I rediscover it. I feel like I become addicted to it and then drop it again for another few years.

Case in point. Kraft Dinner.

I’m addicted. It was on sale at the grocery store for a huge amount of ninety nine cents. I remember when it was freaking twenty five cents a pack. I bought 6. I ate some for lunch yesterday. I’m in love again.

spiralI bought regular kind, and spiral. Mmm both are equally delicious.

This isn’t what I’m wearing to work today, but I wanted to post it because I thought it was funny that I wore gray/white striped shirt and black pants to work. Then I changed into workout clothes and I was wearing the exact same thing! Funny!!

bw-work-outAn obligatory shot of my sneaks. Just because. (Or maybe I’m doing a joint pain relief ad)

sneakssHave a good one!!

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