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17 May 2013
Maybe it's the need for sleep but I think I just scared one of my coworkers...
Coworker: You live on a farm right?
Me: Yup.
Coworker: I just found this rescue pig on the humane society website. They're looking for a new home for it as soon as possible.
Me: Ok.... How big is it?
Coworker: I don't know.. the size of a that trash can in the kitchen.
Me: So.. about 200 lbs?
Coworker: Yeah probably.
Me: How old is it?
Coworker: I think it said 4 yrs.
Me: It's probably tough and fatty.
Coworker: YOU CAN'T EAT IT!
Me: Blank Stare
It's probably a good thing I don't have to work with this person.
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17 May 2013
I'm alive! I think. Maybe. Maybe not. I ended up taking a sick day yesterday in hopes of getting a nap and relaxing. HA! I should have known better. Why did I think that was possible? Little man was up by 5am, hubby had me out to the barn milking cows, I tried to clear off the computer desk that ended up taking 2 hours, then just when I'm about to go lay down.. I get calls, hubby needs caffine in the field, the chisel plow broke, the 9 yr old is home from school, the sitter wants me to pick up lil man early, the spray guy needs to be shown the fields, hubby is running 45 minutes late in the field and I need to start chores *smacks head* I should have gone to work. It would have been more restful. I learned my lesson and came to work today. Ugh.
Wednesday night I think I broke my toe again. Hubby ran to the house for something so I was milking cows on my own and one of the younger cows kicked a machine off so I had to try to get the machine up so she wouldn't stomp it into pieces, get it back on her, and try not to die because she's spooked and doesn't want anything to do with me or the machine. She decided the best way to deal with this was wiggling her rear end as much as she could. Unfortunately my foot was in her way while she was shaking her milk shake. The good news is when a cow has your foot trapped you're less likely to fall over. I successfully yelled OW OWOWOWOWOWOW and not what I would have normally yelled that would have filled the curse jar in 2 seconds flat. I also discovered my toe now goes numb when it's stomped on. So no pain.. no cursing.. no flipflops for a few weeks!
I really want to step on the scale. When I'm sick I crave crap. I ate crap. My pants feel tight. Blech. Today I'm going to stay on track. I'm going to avoid alot of carbs, no sugary crappy crap, yeah my breakfast was a lil heavy but my salad for lunch will make up for it. It kept me away from the cookies in front of me at least. That's my story and I'm stickin to it.
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13 May 2013
I am roadkill. I'm not even the flat roadkill that's been run over a few hundred times. I'm the roadkill that got hit, crawled to the edge of the road, flopped on it's back, then baked for a couple days and currently looks like a balloon with it's feet in the air type of roadkill. I'm sick. I started my period. I was dumb enough to crawl out of bed and go to work. The family has infected me. Ugh.
(13 comments)
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10 May 2013
Dear Scale,
Shut up. I know.. I crashed and burned last night. I hid in the kitchen and stuffed my face with ice cream sandwiches. I was tired, the kids were on a sugar high, I feel like i'm getting sick, they were good, nuf said. So shut up. I still had a deficit! At least I'm pretty sure I did. I forgot my lil display thingy and when I charged my arm band this morning it didn't sync. Poop in a puddle. Worst case scenerio I broke even or went a teeny tiny bit over. I did not gain! I refused to gain. I refuse to let you tell me I gained. I'm gonna be twiggy dang it! So stop lookin at me and get over it. I am not going to let you unmotivate me and tell me I failed by giving me some giant ice cream sandwich weight. You're mean.. and you're not my friend anymore. So.. Blah!
You're loving owner,
Dairyfarmerswife
Today my throat hurts, I sound like a stuffed up water hose, and hubby was upset because I ducked out before the morning bye honey I love you kisses. He sounds worse than I do! I texted him I loved him though.. that counts right? It's like a long distance kiss or something. You watch and I will get sick just in time to enjoy the weekend. I have a lunch meeting with the other two girls in the department so hopefully I can steer them towards a place that I can eat at without breaking the bank and my waistline. If I volunteer to drive they don't have a choice right? Crap.. I should have cleared out some of the baby stuff in the back seat. Right now it looks like toys r us threw up in my back seat.
Tonight I will garden, clean my car out, not pass out because I can no longer breath, and fall asleep on a cow. They're so warm and fluffy. Now I just have to convince them not to eat my hair when I'm sleeping on them. I would write more.. but my brain stopped working again. Apparently lack of oxygen does that.
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09 May 2013
This morning lil man decided he wanted part of my bagel. The first piece he nibbled on for a lil bit.. then fed to Bear (the dog) so I gave him another piece of bagel. The second piece I told Bear not to touch so he's sitting there all pathetic looking, eyes bugged out, drool coming out of his mouth. I'm trying to convince little man not to feed Bear. He's waving the bagel in front of Bears face. Yelling Dag Dag Dag. He wants the dog to eat the bagel! We were doing so well.. until little man decided to pet Bear with his bagel. Normally he just smacks him. This time.. nope it's a full on body rub here let me put some butter on your fur rub down. At which point eh.. it's ok to feed Bear the bagel. Now I'm trying to convince the boy to feed the dog and he's running away laughing. *smacks head* They both ran off into the living room and Bear came back licking his chops. Hopefully the bagel was eaten by the dog and wasn't shoved behind the tv stand. Teaching the dog control.. Score! Teaching lil man to listen? FAIL! Maybe I should pull the clicker and tiny treats out to try and train the boy.
I had a -809 calorie deficit yesterday! Not 1000 but it's an all time high. At this rate I should be able to lose 1.5 lbs a week. The sitter is trying the military diet. I googled it. Eh.. NO. It looks like a 800-1000 calorie diet with a scoop of ice cream every night. She lost 6 lbs in 1 week. She sucks. Ok not really.. she's a wonderful sitter but she keeps losing more than me. Therefore.. she sucks.
I only cursed 1 time yesterday when I was at lunch with Thynes but thats only because I was telling her what someone else said. I can't remember who said what though. I need to google brain food or something. The affects of no sleep, trying to figure out toddler logic, and not end up in a corner sucking my thumb is taking its toll.
Today I need to drink more water, get some vitamin C, and try to not get sick. Hubby is sick but he thinks its all the dust he's been sucking on the last couple days doing field work. Lil man's cousin who he goes to daycare with has Broncidis? I spelled that wrong and i'm too lazy to google. Little man isn't eating with his full I'm starving enthusiasm. Growth spurt done.. or getting sick? My throat hurt when I woke up this morning. The sitter told me she is feeling like she's getting sick. UGH! I refuse to let these people infect me. I don't have time to be infected. I'm going to go drink some honey and spray myself down with lysol now.
Oh... and never name a dog Bear. Sure his paws looked massive as a puppy and sure his dad out weighed him by 50 lbs but when you name a dog Bear they end up smaller than you think. Plus.. if you have bears that live around you.. as in real bears. When you yell BEAR! They think you're just yelling for the dog and they ignore you. *smacks head*
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