(apologies to Mr. Idol)
Among the many and sundry topics on which I can rant, I shall choose these for today’s selection:
1. Doctor’s visit – and yeah, weight is up (quite a bit) from last year and blood pressure too. YEY! This is truly sucktastic news. Even at my heaviest weight 13 years ago, I had picture perfect blood pressure. The doctor very sweetly reminded me that aging is a bitch. As I’ve whined here in these pages for about as long as I’ve been blogging, I have to get on track with this weight thing. One of the major reasons I got the gastric bypass back in the day was to avoid the family history of diabetes (father type 1 and mother type 2) and if I don’t get my shit together now, that could well be in my future. Fuckety.
2. I won’t be “dragging my ass for hope” this year as the knees have overruled that whole idea. I think I did a bit more than they could handle on the treadmill and they are not happy. I still might go down and wait for glimpses of a sweaty sekrit boyfriend, though. However, I did have an idea for a way I can contribute without busting a knee: I’m going to do a fundraiser with my intuitive readings in May with all proceeds going toward the Race for Hope foundation. More on that soon.
3. I blew my lead in the American Idol pool and am now in sixth place, tumbling from first because that damn TUrban got voted off. Fools. The teeny-boppers were supposed to keep him in there another week. Dammit. Now there’s no point in watching. (I will, though.)
Okay, that’s what I’ve got on my mind for now. But percolating just below the surface? Why there needs to be separation of Church and State, Idiots and other morons, cousins who post things on facebook that give me pause (and it’s not the CWHM because she didn’t friend me) and other weighty matters.
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Be careful of the treadmill with those knees! I have trouble with my heels and seldom climb on because I worry about damage from all that pounding. I know that incline can help and/or hurt. Either ask a personal trainer at the health club or experiment yourself. The point of all this activity is to get stronger, not to hurt yourself, but please be careful!
The Church/State thing is so depressing. And confusing. Aren’t conservatives supposed to be about SMALLER government? If so, why do they want government intervention in my spiritual life, my uterus, etc.?
Too profound for me to fathom. So I’ll have pizza and watch the ball game.