This is so puuuurty!

TALK TO THE PAW

Today I feel discombobulated (mmm,kay I admit I learned the word just last week but I immediately knew it would fit me every so often) .

The lovely snow that fell last night , and made the walk-with-the-dogs-before-bed-time such a fun time, what with all of us jumping on fluffy snow and some of us burying our noses in it, now is part snow, part slush and part water that might be soon be part ice since temperatures are falling like crazy.

I can hear the plows going around, the biggest truck being the City one with a new guy that cleans our street like a kamikaze, I am not sure if it is because he is new to the job but he does it with a vengeance (specially one directed to corner curbs) so I always try to avoid walking around while he is doing his thing.

The walk up the hill to the gym has to be postponed or maybe even cancelled depending on how things will improve or not after noon and the whole thing just throws my day out of planned schedule which just spoils the very little amount of discipline I have to keep exercising. Did I mention that I did not go yesterday due to a very bad sinus headache?

Luckily the dogs decided the weather is too nasty to play outside, but not before Matisse gave me the look that is his equivalent of “TALK TO THE PAW”, complete with rolling eyes and a sharp bark that says: I WANT TO GO OUT NOW! Let me assure you, that dog is all caps all the time. True he does not get as wet as Jack, thanks to a really wirehair double coat. They are the same breed but for some reason Jack has a much softer coat and gets soaked wet in less than 3 minutes.

He-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed ( I have to confess I borrow this one from his aunt, it seems is something that run on the male side of the family as this is how she refers to his uncle) or maybe it is due to the BOE name(Best Obey Ever), but I digress. Today he seems awfully quiet, not that anyone could accuse him of being talkative ever. I am not even thinking on Brazilian standards( everybody knows we talk way too much)but maybe quite is not bad, sure quiet is much better than when I get the feeling that I am annoying him just because I am breathing(maybe too loud?).

We don’t do the whole big celebration on Valentine’s Day (yes I have been able to celebrate both American and Brazilian Valentine’s since they happen 6 months apart, lucky me, and if you forget to buy something for your special one you better know you can do it on June 12 by Brazilian standards) anyways we don’t buy (literally don’t buy) into the big consumerism validating romance but I would totally NOT mind getting new earphones( the big but lightweight Sony ones we saw at that store will do) since the tiny ones I wear now to the gym just annoy the hell out of my ears. Nope, not an Ipod girl here (even if I do LOVE everything else Apple).

SO there will be a card maybe even cards(meaning I will get one too).

I shall make a scrumptious meal, shame it is not nice outside because He-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed loves a steak on the grill but maybe I will go for his second favorite Swedish Meatball.
Now it is raining cats-dogs-monkeys and parrots but Matisse wants proof so I will let him go before the TALK TO THE PAW shows up again!

Happy Valentines to you all!

enjoying a rare moment of sunshine

They are coming back... I know they are...

Blogbi is giving me a hard time about me writing “I just got in a diet”… yeah… yeah… ON a diet.

It is again a problem with translating from Portuguese, where the words for IN and ON are interchangeable and let’s face it, I am the one NOT EATING DELICIOUS FOOD no matter if I am IN it or ON it! Actually when I get ON a diet it is like I am IN THE ZONE, in this case not a good zone, but still a magical place, one when I can see myself in single digits sizes in the not so near future.

Last week was not a good one, never got much better since I last wrote here, that being one of the reasons I left this place for a few days. My hormones are out of whack and so far my doctor had not been very successful about getting it fixed, by now I think maybe I should be fixed myself.

Yesterday I managed to lock myself out of the house, and sure it was snowing and I had a lovely 45 minute wait until “He-Who-Must-Be –Obeyed” came home to rescue me. We managed to improve the day by going to the grocery store (I used those 45 minutes to make a shopping mental list, note to self: include orange juice in next mental list), the part that cannot be called an improvement was the one where he forgot to turn the lights off and we found the car did not want to move being without any juice (in this case battery instead of orange).

Not having the cell phone make it a bit more annoying and the whole episode end up including my first trip in a taxi in Torrington!

Today I woke up very achy and “He-Who-Must-Be –Obeyed” wants to know if I am “catching something”, well to me catching imply intent and I have no reasons to want to catch a cold but it might catch me at some point. I know there will be a day I will wake up and the only part of my body that will not suffer from arthritis will be my hair, but I hope it will not happen in the next …say 20 or 30 years. I bet today’s achiness (it is a word, I checked it out) is just some silly cold.

The snow if falling hard now, the guy on the radio says the temperature is supposed to drop some 20 degrees in the next 4 hours so I decided to give myself a day off the gym, oh come on… I went yesterday!

Now sounds like the perfect time to make my third cup of coffee and enjoy the company of my two crazy dogs.

...the bubbles are coming back…very slowly but they are!

Funky Day

I am feeling rather crappy today.

Hormones, shitty weather(one can always know I am not well when I swear), did not make it to the gym(total lack of discipline and/or energy), got wrong answers from my doctor(as in he does not know what is wrong with me) and still no checks from any clients. Bugger!

The Year of the Rat does not look good to me, we shall see how it goes in two days.

Of course everybody has bad days, but I have a rule not to allow it to grab me as bad to turn it into more than one day. So tomorrow I have to shake it out of my system.

It does feel like I lost my bubbles today so I am in for some intervention!

 

PS: haircut next Thursday better work!

so far not a good day... not noon yet...there is room for improvement!