There was something in my personal inbox at work. Not completely unusual, but I was intrigued. I went to the inbox, and the preview screen immediately showed all of this pretty writing with a pretty background. It's not like it was an evite to a hot event, but I was still intrigued. When the full document opened, it showed me various ice cream images. I read the writing a little closer and saw the fuschia doom my company just brought to me: "An Afternoon Ice Cream Social". Today at 3 PM.
WTH??? You've got to be kidding me. I just started being a good girl again trying to refocus my workout habits and eating habits. My lunch bag was full of healty sandwiches (just two) with lettuce, tomato, onion, and 2% pepperjack cheese (at least twice the price of the Kroger brand regular cheese). Sista trying to progress, and you want to reward the company with an ice cream social? Damn.
What to do? Ice cream is a very special treat, and it was free, too??? Are you serious?
Well, goody for your girl. I watched the clock approach 3 PM. That's when all of the IT guys (ok, there's that Indian chick over there, too, but she's a sweetheart) got excited and jumped up for ice cream. Everyone was so excited about this treat. It was almost like an end of year party in a second grade classrom, except we were in one of the conference rooms. All kinds of quarts of Edy's, Breyers, and Mayfield jsut waiting on people to dive in.
"Come on in! I'm not waiting to serve you," our office manager prompted. I only shook my head and walked away. But I didn't want to feel completely left out of the fun. After all, even the suavest dude in the IT department was running around like a giddy kid because of that frozen treat. I had to have a peice of the euphoria. So I kindly took myself to the kitchen, got my sugar-free (Splenda made from sucralose cuz I done told y'all about that damn aspartame) Mint Chocolate Jell-O pudding cup, and walked into the conference room to confront my current devil. Cookies and Cream, Butter Pecan, Moose Tracks, plain old creamy delicious Vanilla, and more. But yo' girl was really on point because I just walked in, got a plastic spoon, and walked out.
Could I top that? Some people went back for seconds meaning there was more left. I even sat facing three others eating ice cream in my face. But I happily ate my pudding while they enthusiastically pigged out on their ice cream. Yay for me!
Even cooler than that: there was still left over ice cream on Wednesday and Thursday, and I never touched it. Never even looked for it. Why? Because it's about damn time I show some discipline. There's so much out there that I want, but I can't have it if I want to continue to eat any old kind of way. Ice cream cannot be eaten just because it's being offered. Strength, courage, and wisdom have to play a role somewhere in my life, and my fitness goals would be a great place to start. If I can maintain that kind of discipline, who knows what else I can do in other areas?
So a big middle finger goes to Edy's for their rich and creamy Cookies and Cream because I didn't eat any on Tuesday. I'll pull back that finger when I get down to another size.
6.21.2007
6.18.2007
Finish the sentence!
Finish the sentence:
1. My ex:
really was the last guy who was a "friend" that wanted to become my "man", but it never materialized. He taught me to be careful who you wind up calling your friend.
2. I am listening to:
inane chatter from my job.
3. Maybe I should:
seriously concentrate on getting that CDL so I can get to driving those 18-wheelers. Before I do that, gotta concentrate on losing weight.
4. I love:
God, my family, my friends, my soRHOrity (don't hate), myself
5. My best friend[s]:
is a crazy chica. So crazy that I'm using crimson just for her. I love that girl to pieces!
6. I don't understand:
this dumb "stop snitching" phenomenon. WTH? So if your best friend is killed in front of you, and his/her family is left without their rock, you won't say anything because you're coooperating with the cops? So you're scared to lose your clout with the other fools? You look more like a punk for not doing the right thing despite what others think. That's why I have no respect for Busta Rhymes.
7. I lose:
patience with idiots. Just take 5 seconds to read, think for yourself, or listen. That isht ain't that hard.
8. The meaning of my screen name is:
I've always been natural born sunshyne. Such a lovely girl. But, there's been a change in that girl, and that woman named sunshyne that will show you love will also burn yo' ass in a minute. Just gimme one good reason.... Just cross me one good time....
9. Love is:
knowing the balance between being selfless and a self-conservationist.
10. Somewhere, someone is:
already plotting how they'll claim a sick day for the 4th of July.
11. I will always:
look younger than my years (as long as I'm sticking with good clean living). What can I say; I have great genes!
12. Forever seems:
like the workday.....
13. I never want to:
get gastric bypass or liposuction. Ride with someone who is drunk off their ass.
14. My cell phone is:
a basic means of communication but BlueTooth compatible. :D
15. When I wake up in the morning:
I use my foot to reset the snooze on the alarm to catch a few more winks. I really want to wake up at least 2X a week for an early workout, but I gotta jet out of the house by 7:30 at the absolute latest. :(
16. I get annoyed when:
there are fraudulent people or persons with dirty business ethics around me. also, why didn't you take the time to look and see that you were ashy before leaving the house???
17. Parties are:
best at the house, especially when they're rare, not often.
18. My Dog is:
a runaway b****. She actually ran away once and was gone for 12 days (according to my dad). She ran away again and was gone for 4 days this time. She'll never see the front yard without a leash again.
19. Kisses are the worst when:
one party is a smoker.
20. Today I:
bought a sports bra at Target and got in touch with a friend from HS so I could support his frat's function.
21. Tonight I will:
order some stuff on the Internets, go work out, and fix my lunch for tommorrow. Not too much hanging on a Monday.
22. Tomorrow I will:
probably call someone I haven't talked to in a while, workout again, make more lunch, and get ready for Wednesday. Dang.
23. I really want:
to win the lottery and see world peace. Besides that, I need focus and concentration on all of my goals. Tomorrow is not promised, so I need to make the most of today, everyday.
1. My ex:
really was the last guy who was a "friend" that wanted to become my "man", but it never materialized. He taught me to be careful who you wind up calling your friend.
2. I am listening to:
inane chatter from my job.
3. Maybe I should:
seriously concentrate on getting that CDL so I can get to driving those 18-wheelers. Before I do that, gotta concentrate on losing weight.
4. I love:
God, my family, my friends, my soRHOrity (don't hate), myself
5. My best friend[s]:
is a crazy chica. So crazy that I'm using crimson just for her. I love that girl to pieces!
6. I don't understand:
this dumb "stop snitching" phenomenon. WTH? So if your best friend is killed in front of you, and his/her family is left without their rock, you won't say anything because you're coooperating with the cops? So you're scared to lose your clout with the other fools? You look more like a punk for not doing the right thing despite what others think. That's why I have no respect for Busta Rhymes.
7. I lose:
patience with idiots. Just take 5 seconds to read, think for yourself, or listen. That isht ain't that hard.
8. The meaning of my screen name is:
I've always been natural born sunshyne. Such a lovely girl. But, there's been a change in that girl, and that woman named sunshyne that will show you love will also burn yo' ass in a minute. Just gimme one good reason.... Just cross me one good time....
9. Love is:
knowing the balance between being selfless and a self-conservationist.
10. Somewhere, someone is:
already plotting how they'll claim a sick day for the 4th of July.
11. I will always:
look younger than my years (as long as I'm sticking with good clean living). What can I say; I have great genes!
12. Forever seems:
like the workday.....
13. I never want to:
get gastric bypass or liposuction. Ride with someone who is drunk off their ass.
14. My cell phone is:
a basic means of communication but BlueTooth compatible. :D
15. When I wake up in the morning:
I use my foot to reset the snooze on the alarm to catch a few more winks. I really want to wake up at least 2X a week for an early workout, but I gotta jet out of the house by 7:30 at the absolute latest. :(
16. I get annoyed when:
there are fraudulent people or persons with dirty business ethics around me. also, why didn't you take the time to look and see that you were ashy before leaving the house???
17. Parties are:
best at the house, especially when they're rare, not often.
18. My Dog is:
a runaway b****. She actually ran away once and was gone for 12 days (according to my dad). She ran away again and was gone for 4 days this time. She'll never see the front yard without a leash again.
19. Kisses are the worst when:
one party is a smoker.
20. Today I:
bought a sports bra at Target and got in touch with a friend from HS so I could support his frat's function.
21. Tonight I will:
order some stuff on the Internets, go work out, and fix my lunch for tommorrow. Not too much hanging on a Monday.
22. Tomorrow I will:
probably call someone I haven't talked to in a while, workout again, make more lunch, and get ready for Wednesday. Dang.
23. I really want:
to win the lottery and see world peace. Besides that, I need focus and concentration on all of my goals. Tomorrow is not promised, so I need to make the most of today, everyday.
6.13.2007
Aspartame is the devil!
Y'all know that the cute artificial sweetner, Equal, is mostly comprised of aspartame, right? I knew about the harm in saccharin. Sweet N Low has never tasted right to me, and I will not use it. If that (or a low budget version) is the only sweetner available, then I won't have coffee or tea that day.
But Equal in the cute blue packet??? I still can't believe it's so bad for you, but I've done my research. Type an Internet search with a phrase like "equal + cancer" or "splenda is bad for you". There's all kind of research out there about Equal; I can't speak on Splenda. I can confirm that I've given up artificial sweeteners. I'd rather take the 15 calories per teaspoon than the harm.
What harm? Well, Equal was proven to give cancer to lab rats. Sprinkle a little Equal on an ant hill, and the ants will be dead. On a personal level, my head is really banging. Badly. I just happened to have some fat free yogurt. The first taste was so off the chain! I really thought I was tasting Wild Berry Crumb Cake. "Could this really be fat free for real?" I thought. "Hot damn!"
So, I had no choice but to read the label and see if this berrylicious creamy wonder with the taste of cake in it was really fat free. Oh, it's fat free alright with aspartame. Granted, aspartame is the last ingredient, and traditionally, the further down the list of ingredients an item, the less of the ingredient you will find in the food. However, I got a bad headache after the first bite. The headache is still lingering 60 minutes later. I had to rinse the rest of it down the drain.
Such drama after a healthy start to my day! Sort of... I woke up at 4:55 AM to hear my dog barking like crazy. This time, she wasn't crazy after all; the sensor light had come on. I used my left hand to open the kitchen door because the biggest butcher knife I could use for self-defense was tightly gripped in my right hand. No one could be seen. So, I locked the house back up and put the knife in place. About 10 minutes later, Sharmay is barking like crazy again, and the sensor light is shining again. I open the door, and Sharmay is still barking like she's cussing somebody out.
Rather than me chase down a possible radio thief (wouldn't be the first time someone tried to break into my car), I opened the gate and let Sharmay run into the front yard to bite a chunk outta somebody. Well, everything was quiet when I got to see the entire front, and my dog was staring at a stray. Just staring like she was saying, "Try me."
But I know my dog has runaway tendancies. I called her name. She crossed the street. I called her again while giving the command, "Backyard!" That set her off barking down the street after this dog that was at least 3 times her little ass size. Haven't seen that bitch since.
After a ride in my car whistling out in the cool 5 AM air, I said, "F*** it," and got dressed out to go for a walk. I hadn't really been working out successfully since we started commuting our new office about 50 - 70 minutes from my residence. I got the MP3 and starting pumping my arms to OutKast while the sun was rising on a new day. I actually had the nerve to insert three one-minute jogs while I walked. That's was a sweaty mess, but I needed the sweat. It felt good to jog for at least one minute while pushing myself. The next thing will be building up to 90 seconds instead of just 60.
So, see how my day started well, and now it's starting to go slightly downhill with this aspartame-induced headache. I won't let it stay downhill because I'm going to the gym for tonight's 8 PM Hip Hop class. I truly hate to miss it these days. There are some dancers in the class, but it's really all in fun and doing what you can to get fit. Period.
PS Marinate on this wonderful forward that my homegirl sent me.
The Wooden Bowl
I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table.
But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about father," said the son. "I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor." So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl!
When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometime he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?"
Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.
On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.
I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life.."
I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt in both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.
I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.
I've learned that you should pass this on to everyone you care about. I just did.
NOTICE AT THE END, THE DATE THE CANDLE WAS STARTED. IT'S GONNA GIVE YOU GOOSE BUMPS.
I am not going to be the one who lets it die. I found it believable -- angels have walked beside me all my life--and they still do. *********************This is to all of you who mean something to me,I pray for your happiness.
The Candle Of Love, Hope & Friendship
()
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---
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This candle was lit on the 15th of September, 1998. Someone who loves you has helped keep it alive by sending it to you.
Don't let The Candle of Love, Hope and Friendship die!
Pass it one to all of your friends and everyone you love. May God richly bless you!
Please keep this candle alive
Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
But Equal in the cute blue packet??? I still can't believe it's so bad for you, but I've done my research. Type an Internet search with a phrase like "equal + cancer" or "splenda is bad for you". There's all kind of research out there about Equal; I can't speak on Splenda. I can confirm that I've given up artificial sweeteners. I'd rather take the 15 calories per teaspoon than the harm.
What harm? Well, Equal was proven to give cancer to lab rats. Sprinkle a little Equal on an ant hill, and the ants will be dead. On a personal level, my head is really banging. Badly. I just happened to have some fat free yogurt. The first taste was so off the chain! I really thought I was tasting Wild Berry Crumb Cake. "Could this really be fat free for real?" I thought. "Hot damn!"
So, I had no choice but to read the label and see if this berrylicious creamy wonder with the taste of cake in it was really fat free. Oh, it's fat free alright with aspartame. Granted, aspartame is the last ingredient, and traditionally, the further down the list of ingredients an item, the less of the ingredient you will find in the food. However, I got a bad headache after the first bite. The headache is still lingering 60 minutes later. I had to rinse the rest of it down the drain.
Such drama after a healthy start to my day! Sort of... I woke up at 4:55 AM to hear my dog barking like crazy. This time, she wasn't crazy after all; the sensor light had come on. I used my left hand to open the kitchen door because the biggest butcher knife I could use for self-defense was tightly gripped in my right hand. No one could be seen. So, I locked the house back up and put the knife in place. About 10 minutes later, Sharmay is barking like crazy again, and the sensor light is shining again. I open the door, and Sharmay is still barking like she's cussing somebody out.
Rather than me chase down a possible radio thief (wouldn't be the first time someone tried to break into my car), I opened the gate and let Sharmay run into the front yard to bite a chunk outta somebody. Well, everything was quiet when I got to see the entire front, and my dog was staring at a stray. Just staring like she was saying, "Try me."
But I know my dog has runaway tendancies. I called her name. She crossed the street. I called her again while giving the command, "Backyard!" That set her off barking down the street after this dog that was at least 3 times her little ass size. Haven't seen that bitch since.
After a ride in my car whistling out in the cool 5 AM air, I said, "F*** it," and got dressed out to go for a walk. I hadn't really been working out successfully since we started commuting our new office about 50 - 70 minutes from my residence. I got the MP3 and starting pumping my arms to OutKast while the sun was rising on a new day. I actually had the nerve to insert three one-minute jogs while I walked. That's was a sweaty mess, but I needed the sweat. It felt good to jog for at least one minute while pushing myself. The next thing will be building up to 90 seconds instead of just 60.
So, see how my day started well, and now it's starting to go slightly downhill with this aspartame-induced headache. I won't let it stay downhill because I'm going to the gym for tonight's 8 PM Hip Hop class. I truly hate to miss it these days. There are some dancers in the class, but it's really all in fun and doing what you can to get fit. Period.
PS Marinate on this wonderful forward that my homegirl sent me.
The Wooden Bowl
I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table.
But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about father," said the son. "I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor." So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl!
When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometime he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, "What are you making?"
Just as sweetly, the boy responded, "Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.
On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things: a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.
I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life.."
I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt in both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.
I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.
I've learned that you should pass this on to everyone you care about. I just did.
NOTICE AT THE END, THE DATE THE CANDLE WAS STARTED. IT'S GONNA GIVE YOU GOOSE BUMPS.
I am not going to be the one who lets it die. I found it believable -- angels have walked beside me all my life--and they still do. *********************This is to all of you who mean something to me,I pray for your happiness.
The Candle Of Love, Hope & Friendship
()
---
---
---
This candle was lit on the 15th of September, 1998. Someone who loves you has helped keep it alive by sending it to you.
Don't let The Candle of Love, Hope and Friendship die!
Pass it one to all of your friends and everyone you love. May God richly bless you!
Please keep this candle alive
Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
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