Ever since my computer's first day of use, photoshop has been it's number one used application. ACDsee was in second place. Well, I just noticed acdsee has been removed from the list completely, and photoshop has been bumped down to number 3. Sad, very sad. Just thought I'd share, time to get back to my paper.
Here are my latest layouts. I made this one on Sunday using 7 gyspies latest digital ki, Capri.
Then I made this one today using Leere's new basic black kit.
Then I made this one today using Leere's new basic black kit.
Marilyn is sick again. At first I was thinking it was just allergies, because I had some of the same symptoms, and mine were definitely due to the poor air quality of this week. She had a fever last night though, and of course has decided not to sleep. Poor kid.
I got to hang out with my mom for a little bit yesterday, she really needs to schedule more time with me when she comes though. An hour is not nearly long enough :)
Last night we had dinner with some friends and their kids. Then I played Rock Band with one of the boys. I loved it so much Bill didn't have a chance. I don't think he really wanted to play though. I should put out a warning though, that if you play the drums, you will get a sore shin muscle.
Today I took a quiz and a test, and did really well on both. Thank goodness. I'm amazed I did well on the test though to be honest. In the middle I got distracted by an email, and of course I had to reply. Then Marilyn woke up and needed comfort, so I called Bill to come home from work for a few minutes to cuddle so I could finish. Luckily I'm a fast test taker and there was ample time.
I got to hang out with my mom for a little bit yesterday, she really needs to schedule more time with me when she comes though. An hour is not nearly long enough :)
Last night we had dinner with some friends and their kids. Then I played Rock Band with one of the boys. I loved it so much Bill didn't have a chance. I don't think he really wanted to play though. I should put out a warning though, that if you play the drums, you will get a sore shin muscle.
Today I took a quiz and a test, and did really well on both. Thank goodness. I'm amazed I did well on the test though to be honest. In the middle I got distracted by an email, and of course I had to reply. Then Marilyn woke up and needed comfort, so I called Bill to come home from work for a few minutes to cuddle so I could finish. Luckily I'm a fast test taker and there was ample time.
First off, I must say that I skipped the gym today and drank a Dr. Pepper too. I just finished a test though in my class where my professor thinks her class is my only class. I studied for the damn thing every chance I had for 4 days and only got a 90%. Now, normally when I finish a test I'm happy as can be because I don't have to study anymore. Unfortunately I still have 3 more tests in that class to go, and that little bit of knowledge has totally harshed my mellow. Not to mention the fact that I'm now behind in all of my other classes because I spent so much time on this one. And naturally I'm blogging about it rather than trying to catch up. I just love my ADHD self.
I'm tired too, so I really should go to bed, or else I will talk myself out of going to the gym again tomorrow. Wednesday classes are probably my least favorite, because it is cardio and weights combined. I really don't like mixing. And just to change the subject a bit, don't you just love the way this blog now has nothing to do with scrapbooking anymore. I haven't scrapped in 2 weeks actually, luckily Marilyn isn't growing much right now, so I could probably pass off a picture of her taken tomorrow as a month ago. I do have some ideas for pages somewhere in my head though, and in the morning after I get back from the gym (or I could pretend like I was going to go to the 5:30pm class and then not, again) I'll head over to Nicole's house for some scrapbooking. I hope that made sense. Anyway, if all goes well I'll have a layout of Marilyn's first drawing of her family, and one of her walking the dog. Now I'm committed...
I'm tired too, so I really should go to bed, or else I will talk myself out of going to the gym again tomorrow. Wednesday classes are probably my least favorite, because it is cardio and weights combined. I really don't like mixing. And just to change the subject a bit, don't you just love the way this blog now has nothing to do with scrapbooking anymore. I haven't scrapped in 2 weeks actually, luckily Marilyn isn't growing much right now, so I could probably pass off a picture of her taken tomorrow as a month ago. I do have some ideas for pages somewhere in my head though, and in the morning after I get back from the gym (or I could pretend like I was going to go to the 5:30pm class and then not, again) I'll head over to Nicole's house for some scrapbooking. I hope that made sense. Anyway, if all goes well I'll have a layout of Marilyn's first drawing of her family, and one of her walking the dog. Now I'm committed...
I've never really been a huge Valentine's Day fan, but this year went okay. We didn't really do much, just exchanged cards. I made dinner, and Bill watched Marilyn this evening so I could study. How sweet is that! I managed to take a quiz, take a test, submit 3 assignments, read a chapter, and I'm about to listen to a lecture and hopefully take another test. I've fallen terribly behind by my standards. I have a policy against procrastination you know.
Now I'm taking a little break though, because I just have too. I've been way too focused tonight, and it's almost scaring me! Right now I'm listening to Claire de Lune by Debussy. I could just close my eyes and listen to this one forever. It's a bit tainted by Ocean's 11 though. Oh well, Brad and George are welcome into my daydreams anytime.
Now I'm taking a little break though, because I just have too. I've been way too focused tonight, and it's almost scaring me! Right now I'm listening to Claire de Lune by Debussy. I could just close my eyes and listen to this one forever. It's a bit tainted by Ocean's 11 though. Oh well, Brad and George are welcome into my daydreams anytime.
I'm not sure why, but I've been really into classical music for the past week. For those of you that don't know, I used to play the viola. I was pretty good, first chair at USU, but my teacher told me I should take some time off. We both knew I didn't have the passion for it that I think it really takes to be a first class performer. Now that I've really started thinking about it, I just didn't have the patiences for scales and etudes or great sight reading abilities. I also was never physically comfortable playing; and I think I'm going to blame that on a lack of the perfect chin/shoulder rest combination. I've started pulling out my viola a bit more lately. My mom would be so happy to read that, but she's vacationing down in Mexico right now, so I really doubt she will. Marilyn loves to help me play by pulling the bow across the strings. Maybe I'll get her an itty bitty violin one of these days, along with a new shoulder rest and chin rest for me.
I also discovered eclassical.com. I'm really into instant gratification, and I don't like going to stores anymore to buy cd's. They have a great selection there, and so far all of the recordings I've downloaded have been great. They also have have samples so you can make sure you want it before you buy it. Here's a couple of the pieces I downloaded this weekend. Right click on them and choose open in a new tab (or window)This is one of my recent favs, and here's another one, everyone needs this one, and here's one I played in high school.
I also discovered eclassical.com. I'm really into instant gratification, and I don't like going to stores anymore to buy cd's. They have a great selection there, and so far all of the recordings I've downloaded have been great. They also have have samples so you can make sure you want it before you buy it. Here's a couple of the pieces I downloaded this weekend. Right click on them and choose open in a new tab (or window)This is one of my recent favs, and here's another one, everyone needs this one, and here's one I played in high school.
So those of you that know me, know I'm not fat. I've got nothing against people heavier than me by any means, I'm just not overweight. I'm a genetically lucky person when it comes to weight, and I'm very grateful. Anyway, I was the kid who got teased for being skinny. Teachers would pull me aside and ask me if I was anorexic. Eventually I figured out it was a good thing and embraced my skinny self; it wasn't really that hard.
Anyway, today I had an appointment with a personal trainer today at the gym. When you sign up for a membership they give you a complementary session. It was such a joke. First you fill out a questionnaire about all of your fitness goals. Mine are simple, I want to be healthy, energetic, stronger, and more flexible. I've been working out every day for the past month, so I already feel a little more of all of the above, I was just hoping for some ideas of what to do on my own because I usually do classes.
Once the questionnaire was completely filled out, and verified, he took my weight and measurements. Apparently I need to loose 10 pounds to be in a healthier zone. Um, loosing 10 pounds would make me underweight, and if I'm not mistaken, it's actually worse for one's health to be underweight than overweight. Next it was time for my "work-out".
Now keep in mind I asked for input on what I can do on my own. First we did some bicep curls on a machine, then did bicep curls with a band, next triceps, then lats, then some lunges with twists where he was holding the other side of the band. After that exercise he asked if I liked it, to which I replied "it was great, except it isn't something I could do on my own". Then he decided it was time for abs. He didn't have me working traditional stuff though, instead he had me doing things that didn't really work my abs at all. He didn't really seem to care though, and at this point we went back to his desk so he could give me a sales pitch.
You see, with only 10 private sessions ($59 each), he'd be able whip me into shape. I could meet all of my fitness goals, and loose the above mentioned 10 pounds too. Never before in my life has anyone told me I need to loose weight, never. As far as I'm concerned only we can say that about ourselves.I politely declined, although I really wanted to say "thanks for wasting 1 hour and 45 minutes of my precious exercise time! I didn't even break a sweat doing your "work-out", now did I learn anything that will help me in the future! Did I really waste my free training session on THIS!"
Anyway, today I had an appointment with a personal trainer today at the gym. When you sign up for a membership they give you a complementary session. It was such a joke. First you fill out a questionnaire about all of your fitness goals. Mine are simple, I want to be healthy, energetic, stronger, and more flexible. I've been working out every day for the past month, so I already feel a little more of all of the above, I was just hoping for some ideas of what to do on my own because I usually do classes.
Once the questionnaire was completely filled out, and verified, he took my weight and measurements. Apparently I need to loose 10 pounds to be in a healthier zone. Um, loosing 10 pounds would make me underweight, and if I'm not mistaken, it's actually worse for one's health to be underweight than overweight. Next it was time for my "work-out".
Now keep in mind I asked for input on what I can do on my own. First we did some bicep curls on a machine, then did bicep curls with a band, next triceps, then lats, then some lunges with twists where he was holding the other side of the band. After that exercise he asked if I liked it, to which I replied "it was great, except it isn't something I could do on my own". Then he decided it was time for abs. He didn't have me working traditional stuff though, instead he had me doing things that didn't really work my abs at all. He didn't really seem to care though, and at this point we went back to his desk so he could give me a sales pitch.
You see, with only 10 private sessions ($59 each), he'd be able whip me into shape. I could meet all of my fitness goals, and loose the above mentioned 10 pounds too. Never before in my life has anyone told me I need to loose weight, never. As far as I'm concerned only we can say that about ourselves.I politely declined, although I really wanted to say "thanks for wasting 1 hour and 45 minutes of my precious exercise time! I didn't even break a sweat doing your "work-out", now did I learn anything that will help me in the future! Did I really waste my free training session on THIS!"
I love DP, love it. I decided to try going a little bit without it though because I know it's one of those things that is silently killing me. A while ago (1998) I discovered that if I just have bottles of water next to me at all times I do drink them, and I don't eat as much. I decided to reimplement this tactic. It's been working like a charm and my afternoon snacks have been replaced by a lot of water. Once upon a time while working the graveyard shift if I just drank more water, my yawns went away. Now when I start getting sluggish, the first thing I do is drink some water.
Anyway, because my water drinking has replaced my DP, I've been without carbonation for a couple of weeks now. Today Bill, Marilyn, and I went to lunch. Marilyn and I split a kids meal (I swear she's starving to death, but according to my human development textbooks it's normal). The meal included a drink, so I ordered a DP. I didn't even drink half of my glass. It burned the whole way down, and definitely sat funny with me. On one hand I'm hoping this is true and I'll never again turn to my faithful DP. I do love it though, so part of me hopes for just a little remission. Am I really ready to give it up completely?
Anyway, because my water drinking has replaced my DP, I've been without carbonation for a couple of weeks now. Today Bill, Marilyn, and I went to lunch. Marilyn and I split a kids meal (I swear she's starving to death, but according to my human development textbooks it's normal). The meal included a drink, so I ordered a DP. I didn't even drink half of my glass. It burned the whole way down, and definitely sat funny with me. On one hand I'm hoping this is true and I'll never again turn to my faithful DP. I do love it though, so part of me hopes for just a little remission. Am I really ready to give it up completely?
