I’ve been in the car twice today. The first time I didn’t notice any smell at all. The second time I put my nose on alert when I got in the car and I smelled the faint fragrance of the dryer sheet. So, either the whole dryer sheet as deodorizer thing lasts 3 days per sheet, or it calms down after one day and leaves a nice subtle fragrance for awhile. I vote it’s the second one.
I just read a handy little household tips book and learned that you can just toss a dryer sheet under the front seat of the car to freshen it up from the stale french fry smell. I gave up dryer sheets for Lent many years ago and never picked them up again, but I thought this sounded like a cool idea. At the grocery store, The Absent Minded Professor and I gave the generic dryer sheets the sniff test and unanimously chose “Fresh” instead of Mountain Spring, Spring Flowers, or Hand Spring. Today, we tossed a sheet under not only the dryer sheet, but also the passenger seat! If one is good, TWO must be better!
The rest of the day, every time I got in the car, I thought to myself, “Hey, was someone in this car? It smells funny.” I will give it a few more days to see if I can get oriented to the “fresh” smell. If not, I’ll really toss the dryer sheets. “
The car didn’t even smell in the first place, actually. I’ve heard it said, ‘If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” But I really really do not like unpleasant smells. On the other hand, I really really do not like fake smells.
I’ll let you know as soon as I decide!
So, if you don’t have time to follow the link (click on the title of this post), I’ll just summarize. A “man” who used to be a “woman” is now “pregnant.” I saw this in People magazine. He looked pregnant to me. I hesitate to comment on this story since it’s relatively bizarre, but I thought you should know.
Really, my favorite line was when he said he couldn’t find any “manternity” clothes.
THE 9th COMMANDMENT
Thou Shalt Not Bear False Witness (Lie)
Sorry. I’ve been telling people for quite some time now that The Little Guy threw away one of our tv remotes and one of our telephones. I really believed what I was telling people. I didn’t mean to lie. Does that make any difference? I would certainly think so.
Turns out that missing phone (missing for several months) magically reappeared in the kitchen on Sunday. No one in the house seems to know where it came from. Hopefully, none of them are bearing false witness. Two wrongs do NOT make a right, I know.
So, the truth is, I don’t think he threw it away. Cause we still have it. The remote is still missing. Not only that, but our DVD remote also recently disappeared. What do you suppose happened?
Hey, guess who just exercised? Yes, ME!
I tried to find a good photo of a fit babe on the internet, but got all tangled up in wondering if I was going to be stealing someone else’s copyrighted work. So, you’ll just have to use your imagination.
And yes, I do feel better.
And yes, I do feel stronger.
And yes, it is much easier to eat pizza and chips. They don’t make my feet hurt. Ever.
However, I am proud to say that I — MOTATED!
Have a good day.
I love that way it makes me feel like I am taking care of myself.
I love being outside and experiencing the elements, whether cold or hot.
I love the feeling of strength that exercising gives me.
I love seeing the scale register a lower number when I exercise.
But am I currently exercising? No. I was walking in the mornings last week with my daughter, VVV, but she inconsiderately got a blister which made it impossible to walk a mile in my shoes (which she was wearing at the time).
I have a treadmill in the basement. I hate the treadmill.
I have a park near my house, but it’s boring to go by myself, especially since my ipod is currently in a coma, unable to communicate with me.
So, here are the things that are holding me up:
1. I want to have the perfect set-up; time of day; clothing; type of exercise; temperature.
2. I feel like I weigh so much now that exercising is hopeless.
3. Exercising takes a lot of time out of my day, which already feels like it’s squashed into a smaller window than 24 hours.
4. I’m embarassed that I have lost significant weight twice now and gained it back. Why keep losing it if I’m only going to gain it back?
5. I think there is some magic philosophy out there that if I could just find it I could exercise daily forever without ever missing a day and could reach the perfect, most comfortable weight, and stay there forever.
Do I sound like a 6-year-old or what? Sometimes I don’t want to be all grown-up. Sometimes I feel like my responsibilities are overwhelming. Exercising TAKES CARE OF ME, but I still find it easier to eat leftover pizza and Tostito’s than to exercise. Well, guess what. It IS easier to eat leftover pizza than it is to exercise.
I’ve inspired myself, believe it or not. Me and the TLG are going out for a walk right now. See you later!
No, I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night, thank you. But enough that I had a dream that left me pretty angry. And I’ve got this list of “plagues and nuisances” (thank you EJ for that fine list title) that are plaguing me and annoying me greatly.
1. I have alertly trained The Little Guy to go to sleep in my arms, drinking water from a baby bottle. He’s like 27 months old, so the baby bottle thing can’t last forever. I actually like that he takes the bottle to go to sleep because I have this fear that he isn’t going to get enough to drink otherwise since he’s not big into cups. But I think I’ve really put myself in a pickle. He can also go to sleep riding in a car, and very occasionally, lying on the floor. He can even fall asleep for his nap while watching a Veggie Tales video. For the present and immediate future and distant past, we have climbed into bed together in the evening and I have perched the bottle across my chest, while he has snuggled and happily gone to sleep. But, I don’t really want to go to bed with my baby every single night. Some say this won’t last forever and he’s only little for awhile. But since he has DS, I wonder how I am going to get him to give this up, now that I have so firmly entrenched it in his understanding of what it means to go to sleep.
2. I lost some weight last summer, using my tried-and-true low-carb eating method. But, as the other times I have used this method, after awhile, I think I am going to literally starve if I don’t get more food. Sadly, I gained all the weight back over the course of the fall and now I am SO uncomfortable. It’s mainly that I’ve gained a lot of weight in my stomach (ba-a-a-a-d place to gain weight), and I find that very uncomfortable. But at this point, do I do low-carb again? Do I modify it to stave off the feeling I eventually have of starving? And how do I fit exercise into my life? A few times up and down the stairs isn’t going to cut it!
See, I told you I was grumbling.