Random mumbling and Ta-Da! Something for Elbiesee!
I added weight training to my workout yesterday. Today I'm very sore, but nevermind, it's a good indication of how far I have to go to get in better shape.
Salvaged the bit of stock the felines let me keep, and it's draining as I write this.
Last weekend I tried making an Italian dish of sausage and beans, which turned out dreadfully. Yesterday I took the bean component and turned it into hummus. Oh. My. Lord. Fabulous, and easy to eat on my break at work.
Went to Payless and got two new pairs of sneakers identical to the ones I last bought one of. Wearing them every day wears them out quickly. Because I had to go to two locations to get them, I not only got the buy-one, get-one-half-price deal, I got an additional three bucks off. The two locations were a minute apart: that was an easy three bucks.
I go for a glucose tolerance test Thursday. Yes, the Butt Doctor was probably right, much as I hate to admit it: I have blood sugar issues. I've noticed a real difference since I went back to the gym, and cut back quite a bit on my wine intake. I love O'Douls Amber Un-beer, and I just discovered Kaliber, made by the people who make Guinness. Great flavor.
They've started training me for work I've been doing since oh, November. We've had some changes in front-end management lately, and the new folks take the ICS program a lot more seriously than the previous people. I never knew, as I do now, that there's supposed to be a timetable for the job. For the first three and a half hours, I do cardboard, meaning I pull as much cardboard out as possible. Consolidating stacks of merchandise wherever possible. The more I do it, the less it seems I have to do, or the faster I can get it done. That's typical of any job, but one would think there'd be a point of no return, where I simply can't unstack and restack any faster without risking breaking a jar or something.
The last two hours are occupied by answering questions and finding things. There's a whole lot of walking involved (hence the new sneaks), often from one end of the store to the other. A lot of the requests are prosaic, but every now and then there's something intriguing. I learn as much as I teach, which is a wonderful thing. One woman gave me a complete breakdown of a Saint Joseph's table, with an explanation of what various dishes mean, which is fascinating to me.
It may sound weird, but what the concern over my blood sugar has done is make me more certain than ever that I have to eat well, regardless of what the people around me are doing. Ray loves carbs and can eat a lot of them. Obviously, me not so much so. Yet I love veggies and often hesitate to get as many as I like because he's not a big fan. Not of artichokes or their hearts, not of dandelion greens or fava beans or avocado. He doesn't bliss out over hummus. But all of those are drool-worthy, where I'm concerned. So there you have it. I do, however, get excited when I find something we'll both eat, like the rappi I picked up at the Asian grocery store today - super wow, folks!
And last, but not least: Harry Connick Jr. was interviewed on our favorite jazz radio station this morning. The man is amazing. Not only is he a fabulous musician, entertainer, composer, etc., but he's just damn smart in a humble kind of way. If I understood the interview right, he invented software which allows him to post sheet music on computers in front of his musicians, so that they don't have to deal with paper. Which means no fussing with the stuff on windy days outdoors, the lighting is always right regardless of the ambient light indoors. Trombonists and string players need never let go of their instruments, because they can turn a page with a footswitch. Now, I'm sure he did not write the code, but he came up with the idea, and that's six kinds of genius, to me.
Salvaged the bit of stock the felines let me keep, and it's draining as I write this.
Last weekend I tried making an Italian dish of sausage and beans, which turned out dreadfully. Yesterday I took the bean component and turned it into hummus. Oh. My. Lord. Fabulous, and easy to eat on my break at work.
Went to Payless and got two new pairs of sneakers identical to the ones I last bought one of. Wearing them every day wears them out quickly. Because I had to go to two locations to get them, I not only got the buy-one, get-one-half-price deal, I got an additional three bucks off. The two locations were a minute apart: that was an easy three bucks.
I go for a glucose tolerance test Thursday. Yes, the Butt Doctor was probably right, much as I hate to admit it: I have blood sugar issues. I've noticed a real difference since I went back to the gym, and cut back quite a bit on my wine intake. I love O'Douls Amber Un-beer, and I just discovered Kaliber, made by the people who make Guinness. Great flavor.
They've started training me for work I've been doing since oh, November. We've had some changes in front-end management lately, and the new folks take the ICS program a lot more seriously than the previous people. I never knew, as I do now, that there's supposed to be a timetable for the job. For the first three and a half hours, I do cardboard, meaning I pull as much cardboard out as possible. Consolidating stacks of merchandise wherever possible. The more I do it, the less it seems I have to do, or the faster I can get it done. That's typical of any job, but one would think there'd be a point of no return, where I simply can't unstack and restack any faster without risking breaking a jar or something.
The last two hours are occupied by answering questions and finding things. There's a whole lot of walking involved (hence the new sneaks), often from one end of the store to the other. A lot of the requests are prosaic, but every now and then there's something intriguing. I learn as much as I teach, which is a wonderful thing. One woman gave me a complete breakdown of a Saint Joseph's table, with an explanation of what various dishes mean, which is fascinating to me.
It may sound weird, but what the concern over my blood sugar has done is make me more certain than ever that I have to eat well, regardless of what the people around me are doing. Ray loves carbs and can eat a lot of them. Obviously, me not so much so. Yet I love veggies and often hesitate to get as many as I like because he's not a big fan. Not of artichokes or their hearts, not of dandelion greens or fava beans or avocado. He doesn't bliss out over hummus. But all of those are drool-worthy, where I'm concerned. So there you have it. I do, however, get excited when I find something we'll both eat, like the rappi I picked up at the Asian grocery store today - super wow, folks!
And last, but not least: Harry Connick Jr. was interviewed on our favorite jazz radio station this morning. The man is amazing. Not only is he a fabulous musician, entertainer, composer, etc., but he's just damn smart in a humble kind of way. If I understood the interview right, he invented software which allows him to post sheet music on computers in front of his musicians, so that they don't have to deal with paper. Which means no fussing with the stuff on windy days outdoors, the lighting is always right regardless of the ambient light indoors. Trombonists and string players need never let go of their instruments, because they can turn a page with a footswitch. Now, I'm sure he did not write the code, but he came up with the idea, and that's six kinds of genius, to me.