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Monthly Archives: October 2009

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but is it art?

but is it art?

there's just something about this one I like

there's just something about this one I like


Oh, hello! Come in and have some brown rice and barbecue chicken!

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Episode 5

Last week:

Blue team: Total pounds: 43 Total %: 2.56

Liz -8

Rebecca -7

Mo -6 (his cast is gone??)

Tracey -7 (she weighed in first and interviewed all snotty. hate her)

Allen -7

Rudy -8

Black team: Total pounds: 54 Total %: 3.05

Abby -5

Dina -6

Amanda -6

Danny -10

Daniel -11

Shay -16 (HOLY SHAT!!!)

Mo went home. This week, they are to go home for the week. And we get to see B&Js reaction to Crazy still being there.

When the Black team comes in they are all stunned that Crazy is still there. Crazy is crying and knows that they all wanted her to go home. Shay leaves the room. The next morning, at the gym. Black team is spinning. Blue team is on the treadmills. No reaction from B&J.

Nighttime challenge on the beach – lots of sand. They need to find 4 keys buried in the sand in order to unlock a box with the prize inside. Sami isn’t telling them what the prize is. Crazy and Abby are sitting out. Amanda is also sitting out to make the teams even. The digging involves shovels. 10 minutes in and no one has found the key yet. Rudy found his box. Allen found his box. Liz found her box. 20 minutes in. Danny got his out. Allen got his key out. Rudy has his key out. 30 minutes in. Daniel got his key out. Liz’s key is out. (Phucking Crazy on the sidelines. Annoying.) 40 minutes in. Rebecca got her key. Blue team wins. And they win tickets home. If they want them. No trainers. OR they can give them to the Black team. Black team is going home. Now they are psyched, but scared.

Daniel’s family is all excited. Lots of hugs. His mom is pretty. Abby’s family is squealing. So cute. Her mom is cute. Weird hair, but cute. Dina is squashing her son. Hubs is kinda cute. Shay is home to hubs and step kids. Very mellow home coming. Sweet. Amanda has a crowd. Clapping and cheering and an adorable puppy!! Danny has group hug with wife and 2 kids. Wife has a gleam in her eye. There is gonna be a lot of nookie this week. Now the Black team is all stressed being home and thinking about the weigh-in.

We get to see them shopping. And writing down what they eat. And at cookouts. And exercising. And eating out. (Oh, look. Jennie-O turkey.) Finally we get to see the Blue team. Bob is giving them a last chance workout, every day this week. Allen is doing some bad-ass push-ups.

At home, Danny and Mrs. Danny are working out. Abby is swimming, and riding a bike. She has to drive 30 minutes to the gym with the pool. Daniel is working out.

At the ranch. They are on the treadmills. 10% incline. Holy crap! At home, Dina is trying to work out, but she has the kid with her. He’s bored and distracting her. Amanda is working out. None of them seem to know what they are doing. WTF? They do this every day. I don’t understand what the issue is. Jillian calls Amanda. Shay is feeling self-conscious at the gym at home. And she’s sitting at the juice bar, unwrapping her feet. GROSS!

Product placement for MILK.

Daniel gets a call from Jillian. Dude needs a manicure. *gag*. Each person is going out to dinner. And annoying their dinner companions. And wait staff. They will all get spit meals. Danny is cooking at home – grilling. Kabobs. Good man. Shay and Dina are grossed out by how their families are eating. They know that they used to eat that way and know they need to make family wide changes.

Product placement for Subway.

Hee hee! Danny used to have a pony-tail!

They are all packing up to go back to the ranch. Touching moments for all with family members. Sad.

Blue team is at the food bank (from last season) to help out. Filling backpacks for kids.

Black team is back. Telling Blue team about the challenges they had while at home. Back to the gym for last chance workouts. Danny has had an epiphany. He’s clear on what he needs to do. Daniel is holding back. And now he’s crying. His “aha” moment. (His “aha” moment led me to one…. brb.)

This week’s weigh in:

Blue team: Total pounds: 35  Total %: 2.65

Liz -4 to 228

Rebecca -5 to 232

Tracey -4 to 202

Allen -8 to 270

Rudy -14 to 355 (GO RUDY!! 87 pounds down so far.)

Black team: Total pounds:34  Total %:1.98

Abby -4 to 204

Dina -5 to 208

Amanda -6 to 218

Danny -15 to 357 (GO DANNY!! 73 pounds down.)

Daniel +1 to 277 (WTF??)

Shay -5 to 411

Everyone is shocked about Daniel. Black team will be sending someone home. Danny has immunity and cannot be sent home. Shay is playing the “I’m the heaviest one here” card. Dina wants to stay. Daniel wants to stay.

Voting: (Much crying. Many heavy hearts. Oy.)

Daniel: Dina.  Dina: Daniel.  Abby: Dina. Danny: Daniel. Amanda: Dina. Shay: Dina.

Dina is going home. She’s a gracious loser. She lost 35 pounds on the ranch. And is referring to herself in the third person. Odd.  At home update: She is now at 188. Her son pushes her at the gym. And OMG. She made the leap on to the platform thing. She looks good. She’s getting a makeover. Hair is lighter and shorter. She’s run a half marathon. Go Dina!

Next week: Head to head with a member of the opposite team. And Amanda has a melt-down.


Oh, hello! Come in, sit down, have a sandwich.

How is it possible to go through life with a complete disregard of the people around you? Is it arrogance? Is it ignorance? Is it upbringing?

Here’s an example: my cell at the Gas ‘n Stuff is right outside a conference room. Daily, usually several times daily, the people who are using the room congregate outside the closed door as they await their turn, and carry on full volume conversations with people who are standing right beside them. Mine is not the only cell in this area, so I am not the only one affected by this. There is a sign up to remind conference room attendants that people are working and to have a little respect, but to no avail.

And if they get a call on their cell during the meeting? They come out and take the call in the hallway. We all know that people tend to speak louder while on a mobile. There are signs for that too. They stand right in front of the sign that asks them to take their calls elsewhere, and pay no mind.

The other example I’m thinking of is in the grocery store. The way I was raised, if you are walking in front of someone who is looking at something on the shelf, you say “Excuse me.” That’s just common courtesy. You are walking in front of them, so you excuse yourself. Easy.

I just cannot, and have never been able to, fathom how people can be so rude. I’m certainly old enough now that it should not surprise, nor bother, me. And yet the supreme arrogance and self-importance of people who completely disregard others baffles me. It also makes me sad that this is “normal” in our society.


Oh, hello. Have some tea and graham crackers.

Have you ever given someone advice about their life or how they are living it – whether invited to or not? (If you said no, you are a big giant liar. *grin*) I did this weekend and it got me thinking.

A friend had made a statement that I interpreted to mean that while she currently was in a very happy place in her life, she was holding back celebrating it out of fear. The way I understood the situation, she was either afraid of being happy because she has other friends who are struggling and didn’t want them to think she was rubbing it in; OR she was afraid because she has other friends who celebrated their happiness and it ended up going away.

What the hell do I know? Who am I? I was able to work myself up into a snit to tell her that she needed to be thrilled with her happiness and to celebrate or keep it quiet as she sees fit based on her own feelings, not based on others’ experiences.

Again – what the hell do I know?? I’m so consumed in my own brain, and my own thoughts, that looking back, I recognize I do EXACTLY what I told my friend not to do. It is so easy to give advice to others. I suppose it has something to do with an objective view of a situation. Or fresh eyes. Or it could have to do with being really, really meddlesome.

I’m pretty sure I fall into the meddlesome category. I’m not asked for advice, but I readily provide it. I’d like to think that I might have some nugget of wisdom to impart on occasion, but realistically I either need to just STFU or spend a little time cleaning my own house, so to speak.  I need to quiet some of those nagging voices in my brain, the pointless nattering, the over-thinking of EVERYTHING.

I know it won’t be easy. But it’s necessary. And, who knows? Perhaps soon, I, too, will have something joyous to share. (Or not.)


Oh, hello! Have some chocolate covered potato chips.

I LOVE HOCKEY!!

There. I’ve said it. I should clarify that I like hockey live. Hockey on television is boring. I think it’s because of the tedious announcers.

For the past 4+ years or so, Herb and I have had half season tickets to our local AHL team. There are 40 home games, and we have tickets for 20 of them.  We get the same seats every time. Ours are located right behind the penalty boxes. They are great seats.

Our team, the Pirates, used to be the farm team of the Mighty Ducks. But for whatever reason, they broke ties, and that group of young men went to play in Iowa. (?? I know!). Last year, we became affiliated with the Sabres. It was sad at first, but the new team was so good! They play well together – like a real team. There is one player, Nathan Gerbe, who you would not initially think of as a professional hockey player. He’s only 5’6″, which is very small for a hockey player. But he is AWESOME! He’s zoomy fast and never backs down from anyone. It’s  great to watch him play. Then there is the goalie – Enroth. He is phenomenal. And he’s only 21.  It’s astounding.

We have a game tonight. They started the season out not well. But we’re hoping for a win tonight. We both have our fan jerseys, and I have my pom-pom. I can’t wait.


Oh, hello! Veggie wraps for lunch. I hope that’s okay.

Some of my furry friends.

Archie

Archie

Millie

Millie

Fergus

Fergus


Oh, hello! Tonight, we’re having some pasta salad. Help yourselves.

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Episode 4

Where we were last week:

Amanda -5 to 230 and Rebecca -4 to 244 (1.86%)

Daniel -0 to 287 and Shay -5 to 432 (.69%)

Allen -7 to 285  and Abby -3 to 213 (1.97%)

Rudy -11 to 377 and Dina -5 to 229  (2.57%)

Liz -3 to 240 and Danny -8 to 382 (1.74%)

Julio -4 to 364 (1.09%)

Mo -8 to 318 and Tracey -4 to 213  (2.21%)

Julio was sent home.

Previews for tonight showed that they are now going to be split Blue v Black. One contestant wins the power to decide the teams. Everyone is praying Crazy Eyes doesn’t win it. Fingers crossed.

Here come the fatties. There is a black and blue wheel that looks almost like a Wheel of Fortune wheel. Sami tells them that they will be blue v black. They are freaking that one of their own will be picking the teams. 36 spaces, 1 golden ticket. They pick the team and the trainer. The other 35 spaces have other things like cash or food. They don’t all have to play. Sami tells them that if they want in, they need to step forward. Everyone is in except Abby – she said that nothing on the wheel has anything to do with why she’s there. GO ABBY!!

They are going to spin based on % lost so far.

Rudy spins first and gets a huge piece of cake for 1000 calories. Rebecca is next and she gets a 280 calorie donut. Allen is up – a cupcake, 100 calories. Danny is up. He gets a cupcake – 780 calories. (The cupcake is HUGE!!) Crazy Eyes is up. OH. MAH. GAH. She got it. Everyone is pissed! Everyone is gasping. They all think it’s eerie. Mo is convinced it’s something supernatural. She’s a witch. BUAHAHAHAHAHA

Same is putting pressure on her. Everyone is speechless! She goes off to think about it. Or, you know, kick a duck or something equally evil. We see her walking. They are all sitting around kvetching about someone else getting to pick their teams. Oh, goat. Lots and lots of crying. Dina says that if Rudy is not on her team, she will have no one to count on but herself. THAT’S THE FRIGGIN POINT!!! Own your own shit. Honestly.

They all meet up again. B&J come in.  J is pissed that Crazy Eyes won. She’s grinning like…. a crazy person. *heh* She picks Bob as her trainer. He’s like… Um. Wow. But you can tell he isn’t happy. J wanted her and just wanted to kick her ass.

Blue team:                                                                          Black team:

Crazy                                                                                    Daniel

Mo                                                                                         Shay

Allen                                                                                     Abby

Liz                                                                                          Danny

Rudy                                                                                     Amanda

Rebecca                                                                              Dina

Okay, while she’s picking teams, Crazy interviews that she “needs to stop trying to please other people and take care of myself”. Um, really? When did you start to consider anyone but yourself? You whining spineless hag.

Anyhoo. The fatties aren’t especially happy with Crazy’s choices. More tears. (At least we know there will be no water weight gain this week. BUAHAHAHAHAHAHA – I kill me!) Crazy is trying to make herself cry. Now they are all back in the house, bitching. She has no integrity. She has stabbed them in the back. Liz is all whipped up.

We’re in the gym. B&J are beating up their respective teams. Amanda has already puked. The former teammates are all gazing longingly at each other. Liz just passed out or something on the treadmill. Her eyes are open. Her face is maroon! She’s eating fruit. She seems okay.

Dina can’t seem to do the leap on the stool thing. J is telling her that she needs to change her life. Dina just walked out of the gym. She wants to believe in herself. Rudy is giving her a pep talk. He brings her back to the gym and is making her jump onto the platform thing. Everyone else goes to eat. Dina stays to “confront the platform”. (It’s a little odd that she won’t just try it. What’s the worst that can happen?)

Bob has taken his team to the grocery store to teach them about food. OOO! Jennie-O product placement. They made wraps with Romaine lettuce leaves. Looked pretty good, actually.

Challenge time. Sami has some strange conductor hat on. Each team runs up a hill, carrying a platform with one of the teammates sitting on it. The winner gets videos from home. The sitter can be switched off through the game. Black team has Dina sitting. Blue team has Rebecca sitting. Blue is slow and steady and takes an early lead. They are through the mud. Black switches, Amanda is sitting now. 2nd mud pit. Black is struggling. Shay is having a hard time hanging on.  Blue team wins. Black team finishes. Blue gets videos from home.  Rebecca gives her video privileges to Dina. WOW! Dina sucks it up and declines it. She’s starting to own her shit. Nice.

Video night. Allen: crying. Rudy: crying. Mo: crying. His family is cute. Rebecca: crying.(Her sister is pretty funny though). Crazy: her husband doesn’t look crazy too. Um, their kitchen chairs have bull skull prints. WTF? Liz has asked Danny to watch her video with her. It’s Danny’s video! SURPRISE!! That’s so sweet. (And here I was thinking that she was kinda mean to do that to him.)

Last chance workout. J has her team outside, working as a team. Bob has his team in a 24-hour fitness club. Crazy is on a treadmill. Mo has a walking cast on. (WTF?) Liz is killing herself. Dina is still not able to do the platform jump. Maybe next week. (Makes me want to try it though.)

Tonight’s weigh in: they weigh in and get a total team percentage, whichever team loses sends one team member home.

Blue team: Total pounds: 43 Total %: 2.56

Liz -8

Rebecca -7

Mo -6 (his cast is gone??)

Tracey -7 (she weighed in first and interviewed all snotty. hate her)

Allen -7

Rudy -8

Black team: Total pounds: 54 Total %: 3.05

Abby -5

Dina -6

Amanda -6

Danny -10

Daniel -11

Shay -16 (HOLY SHAT!!!)

Blue team is sending someone home. I’ve mixed feelings.  I would like to see Bob finally win a BL. But at the same time, SEND CRAZY HOME!!! Liz had the highest percentage lost – she’s got immunity. Crazy is trying to convince them to keep her. Mo is trying to decide who to vote for. Mo is falling on his sword for Crazy. He said he’s not pulling his weight, and he should go home. Now they are reconsidering. Oh goat. Please tell me they aren’t keeping her. UGH!

Voting:

Liz: Mo; Rudy: Mo; Crazy: Mo;  Rebecca: Mo.  Mo is going home. He’s crying!! *sob* (I cannot believe they kept her.)

At home update: he’s lots 76 pounds. He looks SO GOOD!! He’s paying it forward with kids. His goal is to be down another 75  by finale.

Next week: they go home for a week..