2003-06-23

6:45: Be awakened by Fred. Talk for about 5 minutes how Miz Poo is a feisty little bitch. Hear about how she smacked Tubby around this morning when he got too close to her, and then smacked him again when he got between her and the food bowl. Kiss Fred goodbye (picture blurry because that’s what he looks like before I’ve put my contacts in). * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 6:45 – 7:45: Snooze. Finally roll out of bed and put contacts in, take Synthroid (for thyroid) and put on workout clothes. Traipse downstairs to face the morning. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 7:45 – 8:10: Read email, surf aimlessly, and tell myself I need to get up off my ass to go work out. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 8:12 – 9:03: Lift weights: Quads:

Deadlifts
And step-ups
Hamstrings:
Lying leg curls (above) and hip raises (the picture didn’t come out). Calves:
Single-leg calf raises
and calf raises on the Smith machine (you can’t see it, but I have 110 pounds resting on my shoulders).
Abs:
The Firm 5-Day Abs, day 5
In the 1 minute wait between sets, if I’m not setting up weights for the next set, I quietly stand around and sweat like hell.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 9:03 – 9:38
Fill my cup with water (I drank an entire 32-oz cup of water while lifting weights)
Rest, read email, guzzle water, surf. This rest time is very important – I could finish lifting weights and immediately jump on the stationary bike, but the times I’ve gone from one to the other without any rest, it’s been extremely difficult to finish those 30 minutes.
Update exercise chart.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 9:40 – 10:10:
Ride stationary bike…
read Zany Chick book while riding to make the time go faster…
..listen to the local radio station on my Walkman (which is placed in a plastic baggie and then stuffed down my cleavage. I don’t know where I’d put it if I had a small chest.)
“The Stand” is playing on the TV, in case I’m bored with the book. I can’t hear it, but I’ve seen the movie several times, so I know what’s going on anytime I glance over (mmmm, Gary Sinise…).
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 10:10 – 11:00:
Drive to McDonald’s, and then home again.
Eat breakfast (an Egg McMuffin and super-size Diet Coke)(Please note that Friday is my “eat what I want” Free Day, and thus I need no comments about how I shouldn’t be eating this, that or th’other. Thankssomuch.)
Read Nance‘s entry,
Sundry‘s entry,
Chickie‘s entry,
and catch up on the blogs I check out every day.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 11 – 12:10:
Fold laundry,
Snuggle with Miz Poo, take shower, blow-dry hair, and get dressed.
After some deliberation, I put on a light yellow shirt and the cool earrings I bought from Kathy‘s eBay store.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 12:10 – 1:50:
Drive to Bed, Bath, and Beyond to look at comforters. There’s not one comforter in the entire store that interests me enough for a second glance, so I buy a new pillow and some glasses marked down to 22 cents that I plan to use as candle holders. I consider going to Linens & Things, but it’s getting late and I’m getting hungry for lunch. I still have to go to the post office, so I take the back way…
..through Research Park, which has miles and miles of sidewalks and green, green grass. I never know quite where I’m going when I drive through Research Park, but I always end up at the right place. Must be my innate sense of direction. Get to the post office and find some cool mail… An Intel man for the top of my computer from cool reader Cheryle, and smiley-face stickers from cool reader Martha. (The Intel man is at the moment sitting atop my monitor. I give it 12 hours before Miz Poo “discovers” him and claims him for herself) After leaving the post office, I check my money situation and discover I don’t have enough for lunch. I decide to swing by the hated Wal-Mart, where I will hit the ATM and then pee (that super-size Diet Coke kicked in). I circle the Wal-Mart parking lot, hoping for a parking space within 1/2 a mile of the store, but am thwarted. I curse vociferously, taking the lord’s name in vain so many times and in so many ways that a nun in Yemen bursts into tears and drops to her knees to pray for the salvation of my eternal soul. I finally say “FUCK THE FUCK OUT OF THIS!”, and decide to drive to the other end of Hughes Road, where I will go to the ATM, get money, get lunch, and go home, hopefully before my bladder bursts. I make it the 4 miles to the other end of Hughes Road, and hit the ATM. Then drive to Wendy’s, where I place my order. I’m thankful that the drive-up team is fast, as usual, and head for home. When I get home, I dance the “gotta pee!” dance past the butterfly bush, and reflect on how very fucking much I loathe Japanese beetles, which are all over my damn butterfly bush. Fuckers. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 1:50 – 4:00: Once inside, I pee (sighing loudly with relief), talk to Miz Poo, who is chirping curiously at me from the bathroom doorway, and then eat lunch – a Spring Mix salad, grilled chicken sandwich, and biggie Diet Coke. Once lunch is eaten, I chat on IRC (the ultra-geeky Delphi channel on Efnet), work on a journal entry, read Jane, surf aimlessly, check my stats, check my usual list of blogs, then finish and post my entry. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 4:00 – 5:20: Fred arrives home, and we leave to go out for dinner (we like to eat early and beat the crowd). I am careful to put new batteries in my camera, but when we’re halfway to our destination, I get the camera out of my purse to take a picture, and realize I’ve left the friggin’ memory stick in the memory stick reader at home. I curse myself. We eat at the Green Hills Grille. I have a couple of yummy rolls, a side salad (DAMN fine salad – I always appreciate a really good side salad), a Huntsville’s Best Burger topped with cheddar, and a side of fries. I end up taking the burger apart, because it’s so big that it’s easier to eat that way. I only eat a few fries before I decide I’m stuffed. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 5:20 – 7:00: Sit in front of the computer, getting pictures set up for this entry. Discuss the Discovery Health show “I Lost It!” with Fred, guzzle water, and surf the web. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 7:00 – 9:30: Watch America’s Funniest Home Videos while eating half a pint of Purity Vanilla ice cream, a couple of handfuls of Kit Kat bites, a few M&Ms, and drinking water. Oddly, though I haven’t been particularly thirsty all day, once I eat the sweet stuff, I’m dying of thirst. We’ve already seen this episode of America’s Funniest Home Videos, so Fred gets out the Terminator 2 dvd, and watches that while I read magazines. Miz Poo comes looking for love, so I put a pillow on my lap, and she settles in for the duration of the evening. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 9:30 – 10:15: Go upstairs, get ready for bed, lay in bed and talk. Finally, Fred toddles off to bed, and I turn over and fall asleep fairly quickly, with Miz Poo snuggled up beside me.
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13 thoughts on “2003-06-23”

  3. This entry was great! I am going to use this idea in my journal/website- document my day with pics- seriously, I love it! I think it will be cool for the readers (I know I enjoyed yours!) but will be cool for me to look back on too- I will link to your site as my inspiration for the page!
    Thanks for fun entries…
    Santana

  4. What a cool entry!!! I don’t know if I’d have the patience to document a day in my life like that. 🙂
    And as a chick without cleavage, I was intrigued with how you placed your walkman. I’m usually stuck holding the damn thing and switching hands once they begin to cramp!!! 😉

  5. nice way to spend a day!! you just gave me an idea on what to blog about..like santana i am gonna blog my day with pictures :*) thanks for the idea :*)

  6. Hi Robyn,
    I just learned something interesting…did you know that japanese beetles start out as lawn grubs? I was told that using one of those pesticides you sprinkle on the lawn (like fertalizer) that kill grubs will seriously cut down on the amount of beetles you’ll have! I’d keep the kitties inside for a few days after using it, though… just to be safe. The best time to treat is late summer.
    Still sending good wishes your way for Fancypants to return. I have 6 kitties myself and I’ve never been so distraught about someone else’s cat going missing! I open my mail every day hoping there will be an update from you saying he has returned! He better get his Fancy butt home quick.. I’m too stressed!
    -Nancy

  8. Noreen: Great minds think alike, obviously!
    Mo: Back atcha, babe. 😉
    Nancy: I did know that, actually. And it grosses me out so much to think about it that I can’t walk across the yard barefoot. 🙂
    Cheryle: Absolutely, I’ve loved Gary Sinise since “Of Mice and Men”, and I think he was a perfect Stu Redman in “The Stand”. (Molly Ringwald as Fran is another story, however!)
    Everyone else: Glad you enjoyed the entry. I’d like to take credit for the idea, but WordGoddess Heather actually came up with it. 🙂

  9. Nancy: The poison is good for killing the beetle grubs in our yard, but not those in our neighbors’ yards. Roses are like catnip for the beetles.
    Alas, all thoughts are for naught, however; the roses are history. 🙂

  10. Robyn – you are waaay so much fun to read. Man, are you trying to steal the “exercise nazi” title away from me? You are driven! Hope you find the comforter of your dreams soon. Ta ta –

  11. I’m full of envy at your full, yet devoid of office politics day. 🙂 I’m just impressed that your house is sufficiently clean that you’re willing to take pictures of it! Can I tell you that I love that bed?

  12. Well, THAT was wickedly enjoyable! It’s nice to know that Wal*Mart has the ability to piss off EVERYBODY no matter where they live, or what their occupation.
    By the way, you’ve got me craving Wendy’s, now. Thanks a lot.

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