WW Week 13

Ok. I had a myspace blog where I wrote about my weekly battles with my weight. I joined Weight Watchers 13 weeks ago, and to keep me accountable, I blog. Whether I gain or lose. So here we go.

Loss: 1.6 lbs
Total: 23.8lbs

I got into a pair of capris this week that I haven't been able to wear in over 5 years. I'm so excited. And, for the first time, I went to Curves three times last week instead of just two. That's a big deal! I've been a member for almost a month but haven't gone but twice a week since I joined. So...now I'm officially on the wagon. Moving on...again. I apologize. Seems my brain is New Moon mush this morning. I may have to get out of the house...and NOT drive to B&N to buy the next book in the saga. What does that have to do with WW? Nothing...oh just forget it. I'm done here.

All-Purpose Week-ending Blog

I woke up with loads to blog about. So let's get started, shall we?

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First, let me blog about Bones. Of course, right? I rewatched Santa in the Slush. And I don't remember it affecting me the way it did last night. Maybe, because I wasn't THAT into Bones the first time around. Ok, no stoning please. *g* Anyways-you know what bothers me about Bones character the most? She uses Parker for some very low blows to Booth. And frankly, if I were him, I'd be pretty pissed about it for a while before forgiving her. I mean, in The Man in the Time Capsule during the first season, she dealt such a blow...but it was early and she wasn't as savvy with outsiders as she is now. And man...you GOTTA know it hurts Booth badly that she would deal such a blow...using his son, no less. Just my opinion. And yes, I'm very aware that this is just a show...so can it ;)

Ok...last night was the second night in a row that I've dreamt about Bones with me being Bones. Last night was great, although Booth was a little moody...probably had something to do with me reading Twighlight by Stephanie Meyer where, in the beginning, one of the main characters is moody. Crazy how they all meld together in dreams. Anyways...I like being Bones...and I definitely wouldn't let that hot FBI agent get away from ME.

Ok, you know how you know when you've watched an episode one too many times? You realize that, instead of listening to the dialogue, you are watching their lips move. And you notice something that you shouldn't have. Like, in The Wannabe in the Weeds, when Booth was interviewing/interrogating Dax, the guitar player and he's talking about introducing Tommy Sour to the trainer dude, his lips don't say trainer. LOL. Ok, I'm officially, irrevocably obsessed with bones. Where's my padded room and straight jacket??

*A/N: Another thing that bothers me about Bones. Come on...four seasons and no violent shove together? Ok normally I am pretty tolerant of the sexual tension...it makes for great television. But last night, after watching Santa in the Slush and the tear-inspiring final scene, it made me mad. I'm like, ok DOCTOR TEMPERANCE BRENNAN...you've got a hot, sweet, thoughtful FBI agent bringing you a Christmas tree on Christmas Eve...standing in the cold snow with his adorable son...and you just pretend you two are JUST partners. GRRRRR!

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Ok, last night I took my daughter to soccer practice...which is something I hate. I hate soccer with a passion. Why? Because it makes me into some kind of monster soccer mom who cannot control herself when stupid referrees make even stupider calls (Hey MilkMama, if you ever write a story about soccer, can I be the murdered soccer mom??). Anyways, since I was the first one there (Note to self: Don't be the first one there anymore), the coach, a good man named Ricky, decided he should delegate me as team mom and give out little cards with his contact info on them and to double check that the parents' contact information was correct on the accompanying sheets he gave. Ok...anyone who knows me knows, (aside from my profession) that I am NOT a people person. I'm shy, to say the least. And, well, I like to keep to myself on excursions like this. So, anyways, I did it, but I didn't like it.

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Fanfiction: Man, a week ago, I was so on fire writing. Now, the fire is about out. I wonder why? I know one reason is that every Rascal Flatts song HAS to have a song fic(IMO)...and gosh, do you KNOW how many songs they have? That's a lot of writing. OK, I'm being melodramatic and exaggerating slightly, but still. I love to write...but I have no passion. Oooo, I gotta add something to the Bones part. BRB!

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One more thing. You know how, if you're in a hurry, someone always pulls out in front of you or they go the speed limit (I'm a self-proclaimed Speed Demon myself)? Well maybe that's God's way of keeping you outta danger. I myself had such an experience this morning and low and behold, a state trooper was coming the other way. So this slow poke saved me from getting a speeding ticket! And, also, I was running a bit late this morning and I came upon a wreck on my way to work so whose to say I wouldn't have been involved if I would've been on time? Something to think about, right?

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I'm outtie. Leave me a comment...cos I know some ppl read and don't comment (lol).

Wishful thinking on my part.

Me

Ok...well I decided since I didn't have much to blog about (except for the OUTSTANDING reviews over at obsessedwithbones.com) that I'd post a picture of myself that I just took.

Divorce

A week ago, I mailed my soon-to-be ex-husband the divorce papers. This is my second. And I'm to the point where I don't think I'll ever remarry...too much trouble. I don't think there is anyone out there who is good enough for me...I think these two times I've settled...not waiting for "prince charming" who I'm sure is out there. hmmm.

I'm kinda depressed a little bit about this. Not so much because I miss my ex, because I don't. Just...the failure on my part to keep the marriage together. Or the mistake of marrying him in the first place weighs heavy on me.

IDK.

JoGGinG?

Ok I've been seriously thinking about this whole hobby thing...and the one thing my mind keeps coming back to is jogging...I don't like walking much (for exercise) but I think I'd love to jog...or run. Problemo is that I feel I am too heavy at this time to start jogging. So...what to do?

Anyways-I've tried to get out of the house more...and spend less time online and in front of the tv (watching the Boneo show...as Craig Ferguson calls it). So...in a way, I'm taking the doctor's advice to heart. We'll see if I start feeling any better.

BTW: I think I am feeling better...albeit, just a little.

Laters!

I need a hobby...

And the hobby, undoubtedly, has to be an outdoor one (because I consider writing fanfic, watching Bones reruns, and catching up in the Boneyard to be hobbies, right?). This is an order from my doctor when I confessed to him my increasingly agitated persona. My job is stressful anyways, I mean, I work with customers ALL THE TIME and some of them aren't so nice (I know that totally surprises you, but I digress). Well, this past week was a NIGHTMARE...on elm street...seriously. And I told my doctor that I am very angry all the time...kind of brooding...I don't yell...I don't scream...I brood. And if I was half as hot as David Boreanaz, that would SO work for me. But alas, I am not. Anyways...my friend at work, bless her, invited me to play tennis with her one day after work. Which is nice...except I SUCK at tennis. I'm thinking of taking up golf...or just jumping on our trampoline...until it gives way because I will be working the stress out A LONG TIME! Anyways...again...on a side note, I've found this wonderful show because of Obsessed with bones .com. It is The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson. That guy is so darn funny!!! I tivo it every night so I can laugh when I get home from work. Very hilarious. You should try it. Well, off I go to Barnes and Noble (see blog below about me being a Bookaholic). Toooootles!

Here is an awesome Bones pic/icon that I found on photobucket. It is my favorite to date.

My Creative Place

I love to write short stories...have been writing for years, but I just got into writing fanfic and sadly (or is it?), that has taken most of my creativity. Well, I don't know if everyone is like me, but I have a creative place. And wouldn't you know, it is the one place where I can get interrupted...WORK. But when I get home, I find that my creative juices don't flow as easily. I think I know why I am so creative at work though. I don't want to do any work lol. My job is very difficult sometimes...not all the time though. But I try to escape the difficult days...today is especially a bad one. Two main line water leaks and people out of water. A sewer line blockage that is affecting a lot of affluent neighborhoods...and hundreds of calls. I'd say thousands, but I'd be exaggerating lol!

Anyways...I do my best writing at work...and then do my best proofing at home.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

P.S. Look at this beautiful picture I found on photobucket!

My name is Angela...and I'm a Bookaholic.

Ok. In the past WEEK, I have purchased four books for myself. And I'm making ANOTHER trip to Border's this evening with my daughter to purchase more books. I love to read...absolutely love it...but I think I have a problem. I mean, I can read quick, but not four books in one week lol. What is WRONG WITH ME?

Is there a BA? You know, Bookaholics Anonymous?

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Back from the land of the sand and sun!

I am back from the beach and let me tell ya...I got sunburned! I'm ready to have my regular skin back...the kind that isn't dry and peeling. I know, I know, I should've used sunscreen...but...well I don't have a good reason as to why I didn't put it on. So, I'll post some pics of the trip...

Ashleigh & Travis @ mini golf

Travis showing off his treasures.

L-R: Maria, my brother Chris, & Ashleigh

Travis and Chris in the ocean

The ocean and the pier off in the distance

Me and Ashleigh---making a funny face!

Ashleigh @ mini golf (yes every rock turned into a photo op)

Me

More pics of me and the fam

The first two are of Travis, my son. The third one is of me and Ashleigh in October 07, and the last one is of Ashleigh and my nephew Austin who turns 4 this coming week!

Speeding Up The Countdown!

Well, my brother and S-I-L are bored without me, so I will be leaving tomorrow night after work & my work out for the beach. I'll be back with plenty of pictures :)

I'll miss being online though...especially following up on MilkMama's fic. Maybe she'll have the next one started by the time I return on Sunday???

Anyways...today is going okay. Bills are going out today and that makes it a busy time for me at work. I'll be glad to get a day off from this circus (two days if you count July 4th). It's been a battle since I came here three years ago, but a job is a job. It's strange how, once you mature a little bit, things take priority. I remember being younger...and if I didn't like a place or I got mad one day, I'd just quit. Not work a notice or anything. Once, I even walked out...without telling the bossman. But now, everything is different. There aren't many jobs available anyway in the town I live, so I have to drive 30 miles one way to work...and I have children to support. Their dad, thankfully, does pay child support, but it isn't nearly enough.

Anyways---that's about all for today. Once I go work out, I'll be taking my dad to the funeral home. A friend of the family's died. Have a great Tuesday everybody!