Archive for August, 2008

Plagued by cars…………

My  daughter (dd2) was promised a servicable car as a graduation present. She graduated in the spring and has been driving one of our junkers for the summer. Yesterday after a really nice trip up the Royal Gorge canyon with my hubby on a train (a birthday present), we went looking for a car we had seen on Craig’s list. Everyone is looking for Toyotas and Hondas with low milage and well priced. With gas at unbelievable prices, anyone who has a SUV is unloading it for a dependable, high MPG cars. Sooooooooo  these cars are hard to find. In fact many in only fair condition are commanding huge prices. We found the car. It was at a dealer. It was $3995.00 with 136000 miles on it. This, no kidding, is considered a good deal. Having owned a Honda before I can vouch for their dependability. BUT, and this is a big but, we maintain our own cars. You would be surprised at what many people do with cars. Who knows how this was maintained.

Then we saw an old oldsmobile. Just a generic, but not bad looking 1994 Achieva. Generally considered average in all catagories. BUT it only had 28000 miles on it. Who drives only 280000 miles in 14 years. I clear that in 9 months. Long story short……… we bought it. Hope we don’t regret it. I think she’ll be happy. Man, it is like brand new. Sooooo shiney, perfect inside and out. Must have been the proverbial old lady owning it and only driving it to church.

Now here is my “cars” story. Maybe you can relate. In our marriage we have had an 1800 volvo, an old buick, 2 old 220 volvos, an old chevy citation, a new HONDA civic hatchback (yea), a used older Ford Taurus, a used newer Dodge caravan, an old Saab, an old honda civic sedan, another old saab, another old saab, an old buick, an old old old International pickup, an old old volvo wagon, a newer Saab 900s, and now this Achieva. At many points we owned up to 7 cars at the same time. Some people have stray cats. My husband has stray cars. He loves cars. He sees them as people.  He can’t remember the children’s names, but knows any car, any year by grille pattern alone. But for a man who can fix anything mechanincal and loves cars, he/we always have old junkers. It’s sad. We have a decent income, but we are neck deep in old cars. Each with registration, Insurance, parts, repairs, tires, etc.  We spend $17000 a year on a fleet of old cars. This would go a long way toward 2 new cars and we could afford the payments. Instead of being under one car or another every weekend and evening of a 25 year marriage, he/we might find time for other interests. Occasionally he wonders out loud about what he is doing wrong. Why do other people have new cars, but it physically pains him to sell a car.

All our discussions revolve around cars. And to me a car is like a dishwasher. I want it to run when I want to use it. That’s it. It is an appliance. Cars were never discussed in my home growing up. When they needed fixing we took it somewhere. They didn’t have personalities or feelings. I don’t get it. I don’t like it.  whaaaaaaaaaa. Ok, I’m done.

Fell off the “station” ;o)  wagon again, as I frequently do on the weekendsand my plans have changed for the day. My daughter (dd3) and I work retail for a friend every other Sunday. Today is her day. She sounds awful. Guess today will be my day.

;o(yarrow

Help, here comes Labor Day……..

Wish me luck. I am going on a fun canyon train ride with my husband for his birthday and we are having a yummy lunch. Hope I can make the good choices.

AND then there is that birthday party for my niece and SIL on Sunday

AND the BBQ on Labor day. AAAAARGH

I Feel like those video games….. duck, here comes flying hamburgers, hand cranked ice cream *splat*, chips and dip ……………. aaaaaaaaiiiiiii

Thin in my head……………..

I am thin in my head. I am suddenly shocked when I see a photo of myself or catch myself in a shop window. I am way heavy for me and my self image. I married at 108. At 5-8 that is too thin, but gaining was impossible at that time. Trust me I tried. So…….. over time, I apparently ate myself to my present weight. My weight is currently flying off. I think it might be a combo of 3 things.
1. More fluid consumption.
2. Low carb diet, I am avoiding wheat
3. Increased activity. School is back in session and I am an elementary school educational assistant. I walk the classroom, back and forth the the distant workroom. Squat down, stand up, repeat. And walk miles around the cafeteria and playground.
Down to 151 today. Cool

Tenths………..

Om gosh. I weighed again today. 154.8 to 154.4. There’s my bod holding on like grim death to this weight. Careful today, or sort of. I did have stroganoff this evening, but I put it on lettuce. Not bad actually. I think I will buy french green beans from now on for my spaghetti. I like spaghetti squash too. Wish me luck on tomorrow’s scale check. I think I’ll go log my food. Great on fluid today though.

The jiggle affect……..

Another poster just reminded me about the jiggle affect, which I had forgotten.

http://www.dieting-help.com/1306.php

I am going to focus on this today and try to remember, even while sitting, to have small movements.

Ok,ok………

  Sorry have been a bad buddy. I am back on the wagon again eating well after a terrible diet weekend. The plus side is that I dropped back to 155 in 3 days. The minus is that I haven’t lost any more. Today was supposed to be a gym day, but the rec is closed and I am such a lazy bum. I will walk the dog longer, but that is about it. I snacked on 3 lettuce wraps with roasted chicken an a skiff of mayo. Now I am eating zucchini, and summer squash for my complex carbs. What I wouldn’t give for bread. :o(
Joined wildcats for more consistant support. Hope that will inspire me. weigh in Sunday. Wish me luck.
yarrow

Happy fans………

 As I type this morning I find that I am tired having stayed up ridiculously late serving beer to pregame bronco fans and cowboy fans. Our high school marching band staffs several concession stands at Invesco field. We get part of the take. Every year we make about 30000-40000 dollars doing this and I think it beats selling candy door to door. Not a drinker myself, but I pour a great beer.

My mom is a closet alcoholic although more people know about it and have discussed it with her in recent years. After a real scare and 1 month in the hospital in 2007, due to a bad mixture of booze and meds. She is now not drinking at all. I believe it was what you would call her “bottom”. It really is a nasty, sneaky, mean disease.

Anyway, I don’t drink. Personal choice, clearly. Yesterday we worked 3pm- 10pm. Long day, one break, bad for you food and now it is blessed Sunday and I can get back on the diet boat. Sadly the slow boat. Blood donation at church today. Don’t know if I am hydrated enough.

I am up in weight, salt probably from junky food. I will log my intake today. Good luck to all of you today.
yarrow

Back to School days……….

I am back at work and so my activity level went through the roof. I walk a ton at work as an Educational assistant. With lunch duty and recess twice a day. I walk all over the playground. Plus the Kindie classroom is totally isolated from everything else and at the end of the building so it’s a long way back to the workroom. I live so far from town that I had a hard time jusifying my Rec. membership, with gas so high. Now that I need to go to work in town, I can easily add a workout to the end of the day. My leg muscles are really sore……….. but in a good way.

Still at 155, but the activity should help with that. Low carbing again today. Just not super low. I am having a salad with peach/cucumber salsa, and some watermelon. I’ll add cheese and glazed pecans to the top.

Have a productive day.

yarrow

Average age of your team?…………

I am looking for a team that has lots of older gals. I’m 52, we ancient ones have our skewed metabolism to deal with, and life issues. What is the AVERAGE age of these teams?

Diamonds,

Fitness Fanatics,

 Rockstars

 Heartbreakers

Wildcats

I plan to have a good diet day………even though

Maybe even the exercise will work out, if I am not too tired after work. Quoting the Beatles…. “It’s just another day”.

Talked to my son yesterday. He was receptive. I asked him to leave our home  2  1/2 days ago. Ugly story. I hoped he would meet with me and found out that he would. I bought him a sandwich and soda. He hadn’t eaten all day. He is now enormously aware of exactly how much money and goods he has in the world. We removed all financial support, including that for college. He will need to work for now. It was astounding how much thinking he had done in 2 days.  I said we were willing to help him with college someday, but not now. This semester is off the table.

My husband paid entirely for his own education and I paid for only a small portion of mine. I paid for my second oldest daughters based on grade proration, and she worked so hard. She graduated in the spring. I am proud of her. The oldest had a full ride scholarship and banged out a bachelor’s and master’s in 4 years, so she earned her way. I am pleased with her work and not so pleased with her moral choices. She shows such immaturity there. Most people here would argue those, I am sure, but I have very high expectations.

Anyway he plowed through all the stages

  • Denial (this isn’t happening to me!)
  • Anger (why is this happening to me?)
  • Bargaining (I promise I’ll be a better person if…)
  • Depression (I don’t care anymore)
  • Acceptance (I’m ready for whatever comes)

as far as I can tell in 2 days. He appears to be at an unhappy acceptance. He is making plans to talk to the university monday morning and look for a job on the two days he has off next week from his summer work.  Next friday we take back the use of our car, but he has one month’s rent (we had already paid because he was going to school : ( ), one week’s work money and some change from his summer work, and the town he is moving to is the college town. He is familiar with the town and it is very bike friendly as well as having a good bus system.  He is able to work any hours he can get so I hope he won’t have trouble finding a job. We are covering his cell for now.

The whole tough love thing makes me want to hurl. I am doing my morning cry and then I will suck it up and go to part of a service and work. : (

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