I enjoyed my first green monster, but to ensure it wasn’t a fluke, I had another when I got home last night.
Survey says:
Nope not a fluke.
I started off this morning with one also. So that puts me at 3 green monsters in 2 days! Whew!
***EDIT****
I realized that I haven’t really talked about what a green monster is…or maybe I have. Anyway, my green monsters have been a combination of spinach, milk, protein powder, fruit, and peanut butter.
Today’s Green Monster:
2 HANDFULS SPINACH
1/2 CUP MILK
FROZEN PEACHES
3 STRAWBERRIES
1 SCOOP MUSCLE MILK
I popped that badboy in the blender for a while, and it was excellent. It made way more than one cup, but guess what? I drank the whole blender full. Don’t judge me!
Now there’s something else I’d like to discuss. Something that’s been bothering me for a while…
I hate when people bring unnecessary noise into my personal space. I work with my desk facing in one direction and my co-worker sits directly behind me facing the other direction. Our bench spaces are also oriented the same way. Her fiance works in the same building – actually in the lab right next door. However, he spends ~45% of his time over here at her desk. It’s already tight with just me and her over here. It’s the end of the day and he comes over and reads different news headlines outline to solicit discussion. No sir, don’t try to force discussion. And it’s not just that – he’s freakin yelling. I am giving him the eye of death – still no concern. I’m trying to not say anything because I’ve been known to be a little rude and harsh. But I think a little correction is in order.
If I don’t say something, I might pull my hair out! – - – Help me, Tom Cruise.
Anyone who knows me, knows I have a serious problem with kitchen appliances. I simply cannot get enough. My latest love affair is with my electric kettle.
*Swoon*
Being the tea aficionado that I am, this is right up my alley. I just got this on Tuesday night, and I may have had 7-8 cups of tea since then. It’s really that serious. Oh Breville, how I love thee.
I cannot start my day without the following:
Nice Kitty is my color!
Love this stuff!!
As if it wasn’t enough that my arms feel like Jell-O, I have to deal with another irritating issue. The night before last and half-way through yesterday it snowed. Of course this was wonderful at said moment because I was planning to skip work and watch the inauguration festivities on tv and comment with some friends on the www.cnn.com/live jumpoff with Facebook.
Well, when I was driving home from the gym last night, I noticed that my oil light came on. Very strange. This morning I warmed my car up, preparing to head to lab. Things didn’t flow as smoothly as I would have liked. As I drove towards school, the main thing I noticed was my car…shaking. ::Blank Stare:: What the thunder? I did what any female in my position would do – I called my Dad.
So now I’m sitting here at the Wal-Mart Automotive Center. Hang me please.
A certified goon – probably LaTarian’s big sister – just walked up and sat down at the bench near me. I was talking on my cell phone (quietly) and working on this entry when she whips out her Multimedia Boombox Cell Phone and plays Chris Brown’s “Take You Down” out loud. No earbuds, no naaaahthing. And then you have the gall to turn the volume up. I politely gave her a glaring stare. You think it bothered this trollop? Not at all. Then I looked over and saw exactly what was wrong. I mistook her for LaTarian’s older sister when she is CLEARLY Eli Porter’s fam. She was real dead about the eyes. Ignorance officially excused. Now I am typing to a hoodrat’s playlist and have the pleasure of hearing Plies – Please Excuse My Hands. I am so tempted to take a photo with MacBook. Oh, if only this thing had a camera on the back [inside the apple logo...wouldn't that be hot?] and I wouldn’t have to turn the laptop completely around…
She is checking out. Whew! I feel like Oprah Winfrey in The Color Purple.
“And when I seen’d you, I knew there was a GOD!”
These two Caucasian ladies have come in with her kids
Now that my eyes and ears can breathe a sigh of relief.. *le sigh*
On to other compound trouble news.
My beloved pink iPod nano – the old school one with the aluminum… has died. This morning, I went to plug it up to my speakers to get my day started. A Tribe Called Quest is forever implanted on the screen at 0:00. I pressed play, Menu, the center button and all of that – nothing helped. Rest In Peace would probably be best suited here. But I’m trying to resuscitate her. Pink Panther – hold on.
How will I ever make it through my cardio warm up, if I cannot have Just Fine or Single Ladies blaring into my ear drum? iPod guilty pleasure? Trina. I know, i know…
Yesterday was Day 1 of my workout plan. Allow me to say that I wanted to promptly kill myself when I woke up this morning. I reached for my cell phone with my eyes closed for my daily morning chat with my Dad. Only this time, there was a big problem. My arm felt like it was being removed from my shoulder…. Not a good feeling.
My cousin has taken over as my trainer and decided I needed to go full throttle into this thing. Let’s hope I have enough arm strength to get through the day. I’ll keep everyone posted.
Sheesh!
