Everyone else is doing it...

RESOLUTION TIME, BABY!!! WHEEEEEEE! So last year I made some - let's review:

• Maintain my WW success (no back sliding this time!!) and track honestly!
• Run another 5k and find a 10K race
• Finally get my G2
• Try to be more positive in life
• Work on finding a new career (long term goal)

So let's see how I did...

• Done and not so done. I get in fits of good tracking and then get lazy. This definitely is a longterm goal
• Done and done, PLUS a ten-miler and TWO half marathons. WHEEEEEEE!
• G2...right. Knew I forgot SOMETHING
• I TRIED, I did....
• Still working on it :)

So this year I need some more tangible things...

• Haul ass out of the little amount of debt - Credit cards = devil
• Track HONESTLY - Even if it's a bad day, it WILL be written down...somewhere (note to self: buy a new journal today)
• Keep up the crazy ass running - Already signed up for Sporting Life, Nissan Ten Miler and Scotia Half and plan on running the TO half for fun with some ladies from the GDT who have never run one before
• Try not to dress like a slob so often - granted I work in an environment that is business casual, I don't have to sit so much on the casual side. I need to remember to dress for the job I want...
• Stop neglecting my personal journal - I've kept one since I was 8 or 9 and used to go through a book a year (granted, it was full of "ooh! some boy looked at me today!"). My current journal I've been using for the last four years. I think I need to move onto a new one by the end of this year
• Find new activities - Perhaps I'll finally cave and become a scout leader like my dad always pressures me to become, or maybe i'll finally suck it up and try that kickboxing class I wanted to do, or maybe I'll just simply start using the classes at my gym to my advantage. No matter what way you slice it, I need to fill up more free time in my sched and less space in my bed
• Read more - I have DOZENS of books that are collecting dust on my shelf. I start them and put them down, never to return to them. I will read at least a book a month
• Get that license thing - I am NOT putting it on next year's list AGAIN

I'm sure there's more to add to it, but I'm drawing a blank. I know I had others when I was reading lists on other blogs but I am lacking the mental capacity to recall them right now (but have some built up anger from work issues if you want someone kicked in the box :D). So here's to a fab 2008, much like 2007 was :)

Did i tell you about the one...

where the guy in army fatigues and a large pack about 3/4 of the size of him passed me? Yeah, that was my run this morning. The resolution run is a friendly run, as are most running room events, and it brings out an eclectic group of people including a few guys dressed like that and a guy in a very colourful sombrero. I tried to talk myself out of going this morning because I woke up with a killer headache, but my friend Julius knocked some sense into me and I got my lazy butt out of bed. And I'm glad I did. I was thrilled I ran into Christine who I did my clinics with though. She's a hoot and totally inspirational in her own right, although she doesn't think so because she's so damn humble. My time wasn't that great and rightfully so. I've been neglecting running, neglecting eating right and neglecting taking proper care of myself. But 29:09 is still respectable, just a far cry from the 26ish I'm used to. But it's good. It will help me write my resolutions for tomorrow. and help me nap today :P oh, and I'm sorry there are no pics. Team mouse are still nestled warmly in their beds. Lucky bastards.

The evil lurking in my fridge.

hmmm...looks innocent enough on the surface, doesn't it? Colourful magnets, pretty pictures drawn by adorable nieces, Canada's Food Guide and of course, Usher. But don't be deceived by it's happy appearance, there is EVIL inside!!! oh, and on top. Let's take a peek... What's hiding in that white box? Well it's a cheesecake that D brought over last night when we rented movies. Last time when he told me he had a gift for me, I asked if it was cheesecake. Frankly, I always ask if he's bringing me cheesecake. This time the bastard did. and that foil pan? What's hiding under the tinfoil? Well it's a WHOLE APPLE CRUMBLE that my sister-in-law left on Christmouse. I love having a sis-in-law that can cook soooooo well. *sigh* But I love it more when she doesn't leave it at my house. and that ziploc container hiding in the bottom? Oh - it's Mom's trifle. I'm hoping Jeep makes that disappear soon. But mom didn't JUST bring her trifle. She brought us her infamous peanut butter chocolate squares. Maybe if we put them in the vegetable drawer with the beer I'll forget all about them.... and what goes so well with apple crumble and trifle? Vanilla Ice Cream, of course! Not one, but TWO!!! JOY!! And if the junk IN the fridge wasn't bad enough, we have junk on the outside too! Chips, chips and MORE chips!! But the crap is not contained in my kitchen alone, no no, because my life isn't THAT easy... a pail full of kisses. Cherry, peanut butter and caramel ones at that. There used to be two pails... I had some help, ya know and what Christmouse wouldn't be complete without a fancy tin of cookies. ...which has barely been touched and is sitting on my coffee table. MAKE THEM GO AWAY!

A race you say?

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight! That little 5k I signed up for like a month ago is on Sunday. Whoopsie. And here I am all bloated, a bit out of shape and in no condition to run a race. FAB-U-L(m)OUS(e)! We'll see if my turkey stuffed and chocolate filled ass makes it to the starting line on the 30th bright and early. I haven't run since Saturday (when I conned Jeep into 6km in Central Park, which in all fairness was the slowest I have ever run in my life) and I feel pretty damn doughy and gross. BUT I did have some pretty good NSVs yesterday. I ran into a guy I went to high school with at the black hole (aka: dominion) and he barely recognized me. I hate doing the awkward reintroduction to people ("Soandso? Hi! It's Marie...remember? We went to high school together?...") but then had this weird amazed look on his face the entire time we caught up, which made me sort of glad I did. Then a guy I sort of saw a few years randomly resurfaced through what I thought was a defunct email address of mine and we ended up having a late night adventure in China Town for hot and sour soup where he couldn't get over how much I had changed and how many points Chinese food is (so he ordered me steamed Chinese broccoli). It was really nice to catch up with him and learn about how well he's doing. Now if I could only channel that positivity into my running...

I ♥ NY

But not Times Square at Christmouse. Here we go...no food pics. They're on my camera, which my little brother likes to hide in his room. Good - Taking the TTC to the airport. Saves the huge taxi cab fares or limo fees Bad - sneaking your bro the metropass to try and save a token Ugly - running from transit police Good - Taxi cabs make good getaway cars Bad - Friday afternoon holiday traffic in downtown TO makes for a slow escape Ugly - $10 later we were one subway stop away from the scene of the crime...and still in TO, nowhere near the airport Good - our flight was the only NYC flight on time. BAHA! take that! Bad - people do not listen to boarding instructions. how did you in row 15 get in your seat before me, in 27, when they called 25 and up? HMMPH! Ugly - the vein popping out of my neck with all of the people and their unchecked luggage getting on the plane before me. Love flying, hate airports Good - WE ARRIVE! WE ARRIVE! Bad - Uh...how do we get to our hotel? Ugly - the shuttle we take making us get off and get on another without any real instruction, leaving us at grand central or the port authority would not have been swell Good - staying in a hotel three blocks away from central park for less than $200 a night - SCORE! - and being able to run it in the morning - DOUBLE SCORE! Bad - the stench of central park and my garmin not knowing where the hell we were for a whole km Ugly - for a fashion savvy city, some people wear some WEIRD outfits to run in... Good - We never got lost on the subway! WHEEE! Bad - there was blood splattered on the floor of the first station we went to...er.... Ugly - why do i keep envisaging the scene from ghost where the scary guy goes through the train...*shiver* Good - John's reaction to Times Square was priceless. Apparently he's easily distracted by bright, shiny things Bad - apparently everyone else in the free world is in NYC this weekend making it next to impossible to move through the place, including lineups at midnight for new air jordans Ugly - when some biatch stepped on the back of my shoe Good - Picking ANY restaurant on 9th, between 50th and 57th to eat at. Good experiences all around Bad - Picking a chain restaurant in Times Square to eat at Ugly - Picking the Olive Garden in Times Square for dinner where you are greeted with, "welcome to the Olive Garden. the current wait time is an hour to an hour and a half" Good - Who needs a harbour boat tour to go see the statue of liberty when you can take the Staten Island Ferry for FREE! Bad - you know something is up when you can booze it up on the 15min ferry ride. Note watery budweiser in jeep's hand (a la a scene from working girl) Ugly - Staten Island. Take the ferry right back.... Good - Skating in Rockefeller - that's a good activity to stay active while on vacation.... Bad - oh, you have to pay to skate, right Ugly - Oh, that's the crazy ass lineup and it's miserable and raining? I can only imagine if it was sunny and nice Good - Top of the Rock is much cheaper than Empire with a similar stunning view Bad - overcast & raining makes for a limited view Ugly - Methinks Jeep is afraid of heights Good - SHOPPING!!! Every store imaginable! Bad - SHOPPING the weekend before Christmouse and the freakin hershey store. You have HOW MANY types of kisses?!?!??! Ugly - Macy's and Bloomingdale's the weekend before Christmouse Good - Attempting to recreate movie scenes from Big Business, Big, etc. Bad - Attempting to recreate them in the rain is very limiting Ugly - seeing your muffin top in a pic is a GIANT wakeup call Good - Getting an early flight home means you'll get back in time for family events on Christmas Eve and maybe get in some last minute shopping Bad - getting up at 3:45 for your 6:15 flight Ugly - getting to LGA, printing up your ticket and seeing that you're now booked on an 11:15 flight without prior notice. Merry Christmouse to you too, Air Canada. I adored spending 6+hours in the airport picking my nose when I could have been sleeping in a hotel room I was still technically paying for All in all it was worth it. We needed more time and a real NY tour guide for nightlife but it was an experience. I am thankful to be back at home though. Yonge St. has never looked so small and so quiet.

Merry Christmouse

I'm back in one piece - loads to say but no time today. Have to cook for the fam and clean the house (since I had no time yesterday - I'll tell you why in my trip recap tomorrow). But all the best to each and every one of you this Christmouse. Enjoy your family and feasts. Give yourself a mental health day from dieting, counting, etc. but remember to make good choices in the end :) Health and Happiness to you all :) ♥ Mouse

Hi and Bye!

I'm off today! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! ♪♫♪I'm leaving...on a jet plane....don't know when i'll be back again...♪♫♪ well, that's a lie. I'll be back monday with tales of my adventures in NYC, complete with FOOD pics - GOOD, BAD AND UGLY, as is my style, ya know ;) Jeepers and I are planning on doing a whole movie theme while we're there. We'll see how that goes though and how much we can remember. But I'm sure silliness will ensue no matter what goes down. Enjoy your weekend!

Oops, I did it again!

he he he...because we can't have enough Spears girls references lately :P Although I didn't want to eat yesterday during the day, I had an urge to bake like nobody's business yesterday. ...and I blame all of your blogs So I went home and whipped up these evil treats White Chocolate and Cranberry and Oatmeal Chocolate Chip. Two things I pray to GOD I will not be entering in my tracker today. I will be tempting coworkers with them though. Tis the season to give and all, ya know :P

Tales from the food court...

yeah, so I'm up to my eyeballs in work this week. Thankfully I'm off for NYC on Friday with Jeepers for some fun and frivolity but this whole working for a living thing is screwing up my eating and sleeping habits. I was at work until 11p.m. last night preparing ANOTHER training manual and getting it bound and junk...which thankfully didn't end up with me eating junk for dinner. I had the presence of mind to keep a chunky soup container stashed away in the kitchen and a smart pop bag tucked away in my desk so I chowed down on that before I bit into my arm... But I still ended up having a waffle with peanut butter when I got home (which is better than the tub of ice cream I *actually* wanted). Then today I have no desire to eat. Stress does weird things to me. But I know I have to so I cruised the PATH's food courts on my way back to the office from my client this morning. Things I find weird:

• The HUGE lineup for Thai Express at 11:15a.m.
• The HUGE lineup at Timmy Ho's ALL FREAKIN DAY LONG
• Food courts DO need two different Mediterranean food chains selling their goods within mere metres of one another
• You can never have enough sandwich shops or Asian themed restaurants to choose from
• The number of people sitting, eating their packed lunches by themselves in the food courts is astounding
• and that the lady at bourbon st. grill remembers my order, bourbon chicken and mixed veggies - tiny, tiny bit of rice, even though I haven't been there in a year and a half

Now if only I wanted to eat...

Mouse's favourite words

(courtesy of one of her favourite sites - Merriam-Webster online) Tact

Main Entry:

tact

Pronunciation:

\ˈtakt\

Function:

noun

Etymology:

French, sense of touch, from Latin tactus, from tangere to touch — more at tangent

Date:

1797

1 : sensitive mental or aesthetic perception tact> 2 : a keen sense of what to do or say in order to maintain good relations with others or avoid offense (we're going somewhere with this...keep reading....) Courtesy

Main Entry:

¹cour·te·sy

Pronunciation:

\ˈkər-tə-sē, British also ˈkȯr-\

Function:

noun

Inflected Form(s):

plural cour·te·sies

Etymology:

Middle English corteisie, from Anglo-French curteisie, from curteis

Date:

13th century

1 a: courteous behavior b: a courteous act or expression2 a: general allowance despite facts : indulgence courtesy only> b: consideration, cooperation, and generosity in providing something (as a gift or privilege); also : agency, means —used chiefly in the phrases through the courtesy of or by courtesy of or sometimes simply courtesy of **********************************************************

9:32a.m. my office phone rings. It's a woman I'm scheduled to meet with at 9:30a.m. who has HOUNDED me for two weeks to set up some training for her. She is calling from home to inform me that she will not be attending training due to a subway closure in Scarborough. She will call me in the New Year to reschedule. Now, if I was scheduled for training that began at 9:30a.m. in the downtown core and I lived in Scarborough, taking public transportation to get to my destination (which I do. I do NOT own a car and I have to visit clients in Markham even, thank you very much), I get up bright and early, check the news, the weather, that transit isn't delayed, etc. to make sure I can get there on time. If I can't, my sorry behind is calling in regrets at that ungawdly hour to let them know I will not be in attendance, not two minutes AFTER I'm supposed to be there. I'm not mad about losing the couple hundred buckaroos I was going to make in training fees today, but the time I wasted in preparing a day when I could have spent it preparing a session for tomorrow and the next day. Plus I have a freakin headache and I want to be at home. But please, for the love of god, EXERCISE SOME FREAKIN TACT!!! Make a simple phone call. It's the courteous thing to do.

Shoppers Drug Mart -1 Mouse - 0

I really only needed a new sharpener for my eyeliner. I must have knocked it into the trash a couple of weeks ago and not noticed and when I went to look for it the other day, it was gone. So after the gym last night, I popped into the one in the Eaton Centre to pick a new one up. I got me a new fangled one that even traps the shavings. Quite the upgrade from my cheapo before but you know - I'm worth it. When in shoppers, you of course have to browse the aisles for other things, so I ended up with razor blades and other assorted girly necessities. But then I got to the dreaded Christmas candy aisle... I tried to fight the war.... But the toblerone won. What can I say? I'm a sucker for anything with white chocolate. Luckily I only went 2.5 points over for the day but it totally wasn't worth it. Thankfully I think I'm stocked up on necessities until New Year's now and the candy *should* be gone by then. Oh, I don't have time to add yesterday's food pics but it was waffle and yuck for brekkie, sushi, miso soup and seaweed salad for lunch, baby carrots for a snack, ravioli, broccoli and tomatoes for dinner and the blasted toblerone. 4 APs at the gymbo.

Dear Santa...

I was going to write you a letter to let you know what I wanted for Christmouse (and perhaps give ideas to dearest Keith who apparently is stumped as to what to get me this year :P). But Santa, I don't know that I am THAT deserving of any presents this year... I have been a bad, bad, BAD mouse. I have not been faithfully taking pictures of my food in the last three days. On Friday, I got so busy that I forgot to eat breakfast and didn't have time to take a lunch, giving myself a killer headache. Then went out and had a yummy turkey dinner with my Dad, Syd and Erin. Thankfully, Erin rescued my from most of my potatoes and relieved me of my soup (that kid - she's so good to me), but did not help me with the heaps of gravy poured on top of the festive bird. Then Saturday, still feeling the nasty effects of the headache, I made myself chocolate chip pancakes and watched my MTV in my jammies, neglecting the dust bunnies on the stairs and the piles of laundry in my room. I did not run, I did not go to the gym, did not collect $200 - I did sweet eff all. Well, actually that's a lie. I eventually got showered and dressed to brave the Eaton Centre only to promptly return home after visiting two stores. Do I at least score points for braving the beginning of a horrible snowstorm getting there? Meh - I'd probably lose them anyway. I ended up eating a big plate full of gnocchi, broccoli and sundried tomato pesto, not really watching my portion but keeping more of a watchful eye on the Habs/Leafs game that night. I had to make sure I remembered the plays in case I was ridiculed later, you know? Come on Santa - I should receive sainthood for just being a Canadiens fan in TO and putting up with the abuse!! But then the abuse I put my body through yesterday....sigh. My friend Joe invited me over to his house for breakfast, which I think was just a ploy to make me go to the store to buy him milk so he didn't have to brave the huge snow banks, but I went nonetheless. Who can pass up free food served up by a nice guy (who lives right next to Starbucks)? Until I saw the size of the pancake he made me - it literally covered my plate. He then tried to add hashbrowns and scrambled eggs to it and it was then I was thankful that I wore elastic waist pants. But it got worse.... Again, no running, no gym, but some jumping over snow banks, and off to home to stuff ourselves into party clothes to head over to the house of my favourite uncles, Jim and Brian, for their annual Christmas gathering, where I would stuff myself again. We will not discuss the copious amounts of turkey, black forest tarts, brie, and baba ganoush on pitas that were consumed. I tried to stick to that veggie tray, I swear. But then I was forced to eat a blasted fern tart and that was the end of it. Why I ate the pasty, dry, sugar-filled thing is beyond me. Oh wait - I know why - Irish family guilt. Thanks Uncle Jim! So you see Santa, I don't know that I really deserve any gifts this year, unless you want to find me something that will keep me motivated to stay on track, keep my arse a running and cooking new and exciting things so I won't be tempted to stray far. Or you could just find me a Wii :P Love ya Big Red! ~ Mouse

I wanted a Wii

Until I saw the lineup at future shop this morning.

The sign on the door said they would have 100 of them today.

The line up had to be about 150 people long.

and it was 8:45a.m.

Re-donk-u-lous.

I think I can wait for a silly gaming system, thanks. Besides, I'm totally inept at playing any system so lining up for a system that I may not even get to get my ass embarrassed playing it...

Yeah...that sounds like sooooooooooooo much fun!

I think I'm just anti-technology right now. I have a client who keeps calling my cell instead of calling my office phone and leaving me nasty messages about not being able to get hold of me...well, that's because you're not calling me at work, silly. I can't talk to you if you're calling a phone that's on vibrate in my purse. Besides, I only gave you that number to call me on a specific day, not everyday when you want to chat about your project. Hmmph.

But I digress...



Yesterday's Brekkie










Yesterday's poor choice of lunch

steamed rice and spicy chicken something







the half of it I threw out when I realized how stupid I was for choosing it in the first place...









Yesterday's Dinner

The last of the Chicken Cacciatore

GBU - my ass hurts edition

Good - After a LONG day at work yesterday, I hauled my behind to the gym for a run and some weight training Bad - It was lower body weight training, something I haven't done in quite a few weeks Ugly - You should see me try and sit down or walk down stairs today Good - Working out at night does really help me sleep better Bad - Working out at night is really stressful - I think people are just plain rude and clueless at my gym at that time of the day Ugly - The scene I will make if miss thang doesn't get her ass off of the treadmill at 6:01 the next time I have my name down for treadmill 7. She's lucky someone got off of number 8 Good - Breakfast and lunch were good choices yesterday; waffles and gunk and a lean cuisine pizza (was in a hurry yesterday morning) Bad - Being held without food or water until 3:30 because of a lengthy installation and a barrage of questions from people at client's office that I wasn't ready for (apparently the assistants thought I was there to train them but the lawyer told me I was there to only install a portion of the program. *sigh* I am NOT a miracle worker people!) Ugly - The oatmeal cookies *may* have been dinner Good - running two days in a row! WHEEE! Bad - running on a treadmill - booo! Ugly - mirrors next to treadmill that show how doughy your midsection has become since you've neglected going to the gym and due to eating cookies for dinner. hmmm....isn't that food for thought... Good - My job has me up and about lately doing lots of work Bad - My time to comment on blogs has been severely reduced *sob* Ugly - My ass is going to be even more sore by the end of the day

Perspective

Running for 30 minutes last night = approximately +/-5kms (Garmin was being a bitch and I think Nike + was overestimating). 30 mins of running = 3 APs for my weight 3 APs = ... TWO FREAKIN TIMBITS HARDLY seems worth it to me.

I can't be stopped!

We had snow, we had freezing rain, we had rain... But I was determined to break in those shoes...and I did. Was just a quick 5km because of the weather Heck! I even jumped in SEVERAL giant puddles along my way... and smiled broadly as I did it (mostly because I was aiming for other people as I was doing it...muahahhaha). I always found it funny when people I ran with got new shoes and were afraid to get them dirty the first few times out. I was thrilled to get them dirty on their maiden voyage today and find it embarrassing to run with REALLY white shoes. The sooner those puppies get dirty, the better. On to the eats - Waffles and stuff that makes people queasy (that thankfully can barely be seen in the picture) Chicken Cacciatore and whole wheat pasta (it's buried under there - trust me) (simply chicken thighs, crushed tomatoes, mushrooms, red & green peppers, onions, tomato paste, spices and a little bit of chicken broth [instead of wine] cooked in the slow cooker) Chicken Greek Pasta Salad DANGER! DANGER! I got bored and made oatmeal chocolate chip cookies! WAHHHHHHHHHHH! ********** super simple... 350 for 10-15 mins ...ends up being about 2 points a cookie 1/2 cup sugar 1/2 cup packed brown sugar 1/3 cup butter or margarine - your pref - i used half of each 1 teaspoon vanilla 1/4 tsp salt 1 large egg 1 cup flour 1 cup oats 1/2 cup chocolate chips Mix wet with sugars. Mix dry. Combine. Add chocolate chips. Makes about 24 evil cookies.

So...

I pay oodles of money for a gym membership each month... and I set my alarm for 5:30 each morning... I have brand spanking new running shoes, awesome winter running gear, a fancy garmin, an iPod (with the Nike+ attachment) and all the fancy pants stuff I need to run outside whenever I feel like it... I have free weights, a yoga mat, pilates dvds and even a resistance band to do workouts at home... and what do I do? Sweet eff all! In fact, I noticed dust on my weights today and the yoga mat is still rolled up in its bag, where it has been since last Thursday's class. My running gear is all neatly folded in the drawers and I've been doing less and less of it each Sunday when I do laundry. And my brand new shoes? D asked me yesterday how my first run was in them. My answer... I don't know yet. I don't know how or when this lethargy set in but I don't want it to last long. But it's been accompanied by poor eating habits too, as you've probably noticed by the lack of pictures since Saturday. That's when we had a company lunch at Mandarin. Which was followed by pizza at my parents house with the ankle biters... UGH. Thankfully when I'm ill I have no appetite so yesterday was back to business. I just have to lace up those shoes and report back to D now.

Google me this...

Feeling 75 per cent better and at work (which makes it about 50 per cent, really). So here's a half ass post about my google searches into my bloggo for the last few months.

• a nice way of saying you're overweight - my dad always said pleasantly plump.
• boobs the size of beach balls - there are actually A LOT of searches about boobs into my blog. How often do I blog about boobs, really?
• fat lazy loud roomate [sic]- er....what exactly were YOU looking for?!?!?
• decaf good or bad - BAD. VERY BAD. That shouldn't even be a question!!!
• why does natty have big boobs? - There's no need to be jealous of natty's boobs, and there's no reason to ask GOOGLE for the answer. SHEESH.
• what makes a tv show good to watch - er, isn't that subjective? Does google REALLY know the answer???
• paul plakas - At least THREE times a day, someone googles his name and ends up on my blog. ...and I don't think it's Amy :P
• bom chica wawa tischert - BAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAH
• large bum, pictures of a large bum - yeah...right. :|
• embrace the hill - and it wasn't from Toronto - shocking!
• filipino noodles - mmmmmmm....pansit!
• throbbing temples - yup! still got 'em!
• how many cranberry bliss bars in a tray - too many or not enough. Depends on how you look at it.
• picture of fat runner crossing the finish line - OUCH :(
• professor mouse - DAMN SKIPPY!
• my panties were sticking out - Well couldn't you at least tell me? No one needs to see my gotch!
• does[sic] jon and kate make money from there[sic] tlc show - I would think so! If I had television cameras thrust in my face for hours/days at a time, I would want to be compensated well. It's a BIG ASS inconvenience. Plus, when you appear on television, they do usually pay you. Even current affairs news programs give you a fee for appearing. But that's sort of a personal question, nosey.
• ow i dont know if i should hug em or slug em now - yikes! someone has some anger issues.

So, apparently people who randomly stumble upon me are angry, T&A obsessed, Paul Plakas fans who enjoy running and watching TLC shows who don't know how to tell me that I'm overweight and my undies are hanging out of my pants. *sigh*

Do not disturb

head ouches

tummy unsettled

body aches

and nose bleeds since 3am (that one baffled and alarmed me).



Needless to say, I went back to sleep when my alarm went off at 6am and canceled my appointment for the morning.

I'll eventually go to work, but I'm taking a break from the blog today.

I'll think of something witty later.

Rudolph with your nose so bright...

Won't you do my work...er...today? You had better do a better job than that slacker tall elf....that's all I'm saying. Look at you - bright nosed and bushy tailed at the computer already, checking your email for support questions. Good boy. Didn't you bring your own grains or seeds or whatever it is that you reindeer eat? FINE! you can have a bite. WHOA! Mouse doesn't play these reindeer games! NO ONE messes with my starbucks. Get your own grande bold, bubba. Learning about Nortel BCM 400s, eh? Yeah...I've been meaning to read up on that. What? You've figured it out already? Kiss ass. Ok, you're making me look bad around here. Go find a present to make me look like the best aunt in the WORLD for little Erin's bday party tonight. HOLY CRAP - A Dora vanity set?! No need to outshine me again, sheesh. MMMMM...lunch. Are you even allowed to eat chicken? How about you stick to the roughage and I'll take care of that leg for you.... Ok...I think maybe I don't need your help so much around here anymore (*cough* seeing as you're showing me up a bit)... How about you help Kris with some of the bookkeeping? YEAH! That's it! What? You're done? ALREADY? Darnit. I guess I have to take you to Erin's Birthday then. PARTY TIME! Put on your hat! Ouch - tough break, buddy. Hey Rudolph - pass me a sweetener? No, a pink one. What? None? Keep looking.... Nothing? Oh. Too bad. Doesn't matter anyway, I just remembered I don't take sweetener. I think I'll colour with Erin. NO, I said I'll colour with Erin. Give me back the crayon. I had it first. NO, I HAD IT FIRST! FINE. We'll BOTH use it. HMMPH. Let me guess - I have to share THIS with you TOO? and I assume you didn't bring a wallet either, eh? Of course, you have no pockets. How silly of me. Who ordered the big plate of evil? Ah, I should have known... I can see why they laughed and called you names. UGH - so tired and full. But I promised D I'd help him with his resume and cover letter tonight. But you seem to be such a whiz at everything, how about you whip something up for him? What? You did? Hmmph. Well aren't you a peach?! YAHOOOO! D brought us new Spans as a thank-you for helping him out!! Yay for friends and Nike discounts! Hey! Stop! They're for me, not you! They're not going to fit you...you're going to get....ahhahahaha! Told you. Now you can stay in there and think about what you did. I'm going to bed.

I am a terrible, horrible aunt

Yesterday was my other favourite niece's birthday and I totally forgot to mention the cutie patootie's three year milestone on here. So here she is in all of her messy glory... and me trying to help...clean her up :) because icing licked off of a child's face is 0 points, right? We will be celebrating the little monster's birthday tonight, in our typical fashion with plenty presents, food and perhaps some cake :) I promise I won't try and lick her again... I'm sure she'll try and lick me though. "lub" ya, kiddo

If jennifer love hewitt is "fat"...

I'm scared to hear what people think of me! So a headline on MSN is screaming something about "fat" being the new normal. *sigh* I've got a few choice f-words for them myself... The bold banner image links to a newsweek article, which is really a mishmash of studies and opinions (written more like a rambling blog) that confused the eff out of me. It starts off with a lovely little lead about a vanity sizing and how you two can fit your size 8 arse in a size 2 if the designer is feeling a little bloated that season. How nice! But then it goes on to try and connect studies such as the one where your weight affects your friends, your comfort level with your body and its affect on your bmi and perception of shape and size on eating habits. Did you get it all in girls?!?!? To add to the confusion, it ends with warm and heartfelt sentiments...

"Maybe our New Year's resolution should be to love ourselves enough to be the healthiest we can be, instead of constantly beating ourselves up that we're not a real size 2."

*sob* Yes, yes. Wait...that sounds awfully familiar... But being paraphrased is sort of flattering, no? But I found the hot lawyer in a Bay St. elevator thinking I was following him today more flattering...but I was ranting here. The part that was baffling though is that featured under the link to that article on MSN is a link to another where Jennifer Love Hewitt is all up in arms about some shots of her that have surfaced and people are calling her fat over. Man it's tough being famous...and a size 2, apparently. She was quick to point out that lovely tidbit in her defense, saying that magical dress size does not a fat girl make. Yet the previous article had a woman of a size 8 fitting in a size 2.... uh.... So, er, what is MSN telling us? I can't take it when sizes are thrown out there and then the f word gets batted around. NO ONE MENTIONED THERE WAS "FAT"!!!! ...and for the love of God, stop using the word fat, will ya? Just let people live their damn lives and encourage them to be healthy. And JLH - buy a one piece. Problem solved.

Tall Elf takes over Mouse's life

ahhh... cozy in flannel sheets, our little friend is dozing peacefully in the comfort of a king size bed.

The stress of Santa's workshop far from his mind and perhaps visions of sugar plums were dancing in his head?




UH OH!

You're late! mousearoo has an 8:30a.m. meeting on Tuesday morning!

You better get your butt in gear, buddy!




PHEW!

Was only a few minutes late and only had one person glare at you on your way in as you apologized profusely.

You'll be sure to get on top of things...right after breakfast!



hmmm...clients with phone issues.

Not sure how you're going to tackle this one, tall elf!

You may be large for an elf, but these phones are bigger than you!

Better leave that one for mouse tomorrow!



Uh...how are you going to get any work done down there?









With all of that climbing around, I bet you worked up an appetite!

Mouse packed you some rice casserole for lunch.






Hey! Quit checking out blogs and get back to work!

You have a training session to prepare and some calls to return!






Crashing at 2p.m., eh?

I hear ya. Mouse keeps some granola bars in her desk somewhere. Just steal one.







Ah...I see you've met Li and she let you in on the secret cookie stash.

I hope it was worth it. That's 5 points you're eating, you know...






Still have room for greek pasta salad?











Yeah, I know that feeling. Rough, eh?

Hard day at work, full of good eats and now we can settle in to watch your buddy Rudolph on TV.

That's the life, I tells ya.

Well, minus the whole work thing.