I Love the Rain

I work on the 16th floor of with a window to my back. So it makes for some cool views at times. And when we get the great Florida thunderstorm rolling through I find myself having trouble working because all I want to do is stare out the windows at the weather. Today was a great example. The huge gray clouds rushed in time after time and then the waves of rain blew sideways. Next thing I knew, they were gone and the sun was shining. Crazy.
If my computer faced the window I would be screwed. I'd never get any work done. I'd just stare out the window all day.

You're Healthy ... But...

Today I participated in my company's new health program. You get a basic physical (blood, blood pressure and a height/weight assessment. It's pretty cool. In fact, just by taking this test you get PAID $50.

I was surprised by how good all my levels are. I am in the normal range for cholesterol, blood pressure, glucose, triglycerides and my HDL (Healthy!)/LDL (Lousy!) levels. Although they insist that I am 5 feet 5 and 1/2 rather than 5 feet 6. They have to be wrong! If it wasn't for my weight issues, I would have no risk for heart disease according to my assessment.

In fact, when you factor everything but weight, as one of the worksheets did, I have a below average chance of heart disease. I'll take what I can get I suppose. At least I didn't have sky high levels. I am proud of that fact. And now I have another reason to lose some weight, minus just all the obvious ones. I make my goals, I get paid $400 next year. Now to the easy part (yeah right) that whole losing weight thing.

Guys, You Might Want to Skip This One

I want to know who the moron is who came up with the newer packaging for Always. You know the folks who make feminine products?
As you open them up they proclaim "Have a Happy Period!" Yes, with the exclamation marks and all. That's the last thing I need to hear at that time of the month.
Some chump telling me to be happy must never have had bad menstrual cramps, or the desire to bite the head off of a loved one because your hormones are raging, the urge to cry because - well - cause you just do, back aches, nausea and other wonderful things. What it should say is, take some ibuprofin and have some chocolate and you might feel a little better.

I can't believe I just wrote something about my period, but that little phrase just really pissed me off.

It's Been Swell Harry

So Saturday morning I was up bright an early to procure my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I thought I'd leave the crowds of the night before and get in and out of Target first thing. Unfortunately Target isn't opened at 7 like I thought. So I snuck in and out of Wal-Mart and was well into reading the book by 8:30 with my mug of coffee and bowl of cereal. I thought I'd finish it by days end by some interruptions got in the way and by midnight I was pooped and I wanted to be more fresh for the final 100 pages. I new it would be heavy.

And it was. For the most part I was pleased with the book. It answered the questions I had. I have to say JK, the epilogue, I could have done without. But the epic battles, imagery, twists and turns were great. I know I'll have to go back and read it again to really get the intricacies of the book.

Now my only question is...what am I going to read now?

On Fish, Two Fish, 17 Fish??!!

So this was a part of my husbands fish haul on Sunday. Why a part? He reached his bag limit on Spanish Mackerel and he had to start throwing some back. He accidentally brought 2 extra home (thus the 17 fish).

And as my sister Laura said "they are delicious!" Or as I said "Mackerelishious!"

Because of his luck, Hubby is convinced I must come and sit in the 90 degree + weather and join him for a round of fishing. Well, if I actually caught one I might be convinced, but I have a rep. to uphold - I'm the one who just doesn't catch any.

Oh, and don't even ask what our garbage can smelled like after being in 90+ degree heat all day yesterday. One word for it, NASTY!

In the Wilds of Pinellas

Who says there's no wildlife in the midst of suburbia?

Take for instance this soft-shelled turtle I will nick-name One-Eyed Wonder for his one good eye that I found this evening in my neighbors side yard. I would have never even noticed him if it wasn't for the fact I locked myself out of the house unknowingly this morning. While petting the neighbors cat, the cat suddenly got up and ran over to the turtle to investigate. I didn't want the cat to hurt the turtle to so I shooed her away. Hubby came home to let me in the house, but became a part of helping O.E.W. back to a lake. He seemed very pleased when he plopped into Lake Allen.

God does work in mysterious ways eh?