Back again

It's been a long time. I fell off the non-chocolate wagon. Non sugar one too. I'm back on now but I'm unsure if I want to be so militant about it. It's nice to have a 9 year old and enjoy soft serve on a nice day together. So, for now I'm sugar free again but I don't care enough to commit to any rules. And abstinence is stupid.

So, I've added some hardware to my face again. 12 years ago the ring was on the other nostril. I need to wait 6-8 weeks before I can change this stud for a diamond. I'm planning on getting a really big one. At least a couple of carats. Or maybe just a tiny diamond. I hate decisions.

Those are chia seeds. They feel both gelly and crunchy. Otherwise unoffensive. Except for the day when my stomach exploded. I'd been putting the seeds in everything, plus drinking them. I guess I overdosed and there was a bit of a situation when I was at work. Maybe I wont go into it. Anyway, I like them in moderation.

That's how they look in my porridge.

Salads. Sandwiches. Burritos. Juice (cuz I'm a bit sick, otherwise I never drink juice). Porridge. Borsht. That's about it.

We run a half marathon in 3 weeks. I haven't really trained very much. It should take me 2 hours. If I had trained I could have maybe done it in 1.45. Bygones.

I hope George is doing well on his side of the race :)

I can make some really great rum smoothies when I get there at the end of June. Also, I just read a gin/tonic recipe that calls for syrup in it. Sounds strange, but also worth investigating. We can have something different every day. Love holidays.

Friday morning blah

Yesterday I had a sushi buffet lunch date. It was fun. There were 2 beers. Then at night after gardening class my friends and I went for a few pints. So nice. And kind of strange. We of course had many brilliant ideas as we drank. Made plans to force our husbands to come out with us in the future. For another drinking date. It's a culture party.

My regular eating style is pretty good. Work, family and running are also good. I bought some amaranth and decided to make porridge with it. It's sticky, smells funny and tastes like corn. Not exactly bad, not really good. I eat it with banana and cashew butter. Cashew butter is also kind of funny. Tastes kind of like cashews and kind of like leather. I imagine it must be the worst tasting of all the nut butters and I don't quite like it. I eat it once a day.
Today is yoga for schizophrenics. I guess I'd better go look for my car. I should probably do some schoolwork this weekend but I have too much fun doing everything else. Ooh, and I start my new job Monday.

Almost Spring

I eat a lot of the same stuff. Salad. Breakfast burritos. Porridge. Salmon. Brussel sprouts. Spinach. I don't even remember when I stopped eating sweets. Don't care about them at all anymore. Funny. I've had a few drinks. No feelings about that though. At a party I made smoothies for my friends and me. Coconut milk, frozen rasperries and mango chunks, juice and rum. Really good.
Less time doing hospital work means more time doing other business work and school work too. I have 2 exams next week and I'm thinking about them already. Not studying, but planning to. Okay not study, but read.
I am on top of my fitness again. It's nice to have time.

The kid is all about star wars. The man is all about nerve pain in his back/dumper. Dog likes to sniff. I vaccuum and make meals and do laundry and am more that happy to be able to.

I made protein cookies

There's cocoa, protein powder, oatmeal, an egg, milk powder, cottage cheese, yogurt, baking soda and powder, 85 calories and 8 grams of protein per cookie. Not so much of the deliciousness though. Or pleasant texture. Maybe it's a good thing. I need a glass of milk to wash it down with. I don't want a second helping either.

The weather has been very cold. -20 to -30. I went jogging today with my face completely covered. So nice to have less hours this week. Last shift tomorrow. Evaluation also.
There was a bit of a problem. They kept asking me to come back full time in the summer. I said that I could do some substitution work. Then I guess the ward manager thought that meant that I would substitute for someone during their 6 week holiday. I din't really realize the plan until people kept telling me how much fun the summer would be. So I worried for about 4 days about how to fix the problem. By now I actually have no desire to go for substitute work at all. 2 hours a day on the bus? When it's so easy to get homecare work in my area there is no logic. Anyway. The stress caused some terrible sweating, anxiety, acne and inability to think about anything except my own situation. Felt bigger than it was, blah, blah, blah. So I told my tutor nurse that there had been a misunderstanding. It was so difficult. I'm still overthinking it. I need tomorrow to be over so that I wont think about it anymore. Well, I guess things could be worse. Having too many jobs is better than too few.

2 Days Home

So nice to have 2 days off. Okay, I'm working for the man today. But he can swallow, move and poop by himself so I'm good.
I did receive postcards from Kenya. Ages ago. Sorry, I forgot to mention earlier. The mail stuff kind of happens without me noticing.
Only 24.5 hours left for this practice. That's just 3 shifts. One morning, one graveyard and then a short one with my review. Plus a full week of classes. On Tuesday I have to go straight from 8 hours of school to a 12 hour graveyard shift to 7 more hours of school on Wednesday. It may sound a bit like complaining, but actually I'm bragging. My competence is overwhelming my ego these days. I love it.

In the last pic of my porridge there's a big mess of tea behind my bowl. The kid sets up our kitchen as a display for his tea shop and we have to choose our tea daily. He's taken charge of it. The other day I wanted mint but he made me drink camomile because he's too afraid to drink it, in case it's too old. I needed to be the tester.
Ooh. Also I've decided to graduate late. I'm not sure anymore where I want to go. I kind of like all the areas too much to decide where I want to end up permanently, so I'm going to spend the time doing different substitute paid work until I am sure. No one seems to mind. Everyone's actually really supportive. By everyone I guess I mean the man, cuz I haven't told my advisor yet. Still. I FEEL that everyone will be supportive. It's an honest choice.

My eyes are hurty

I think I have a bit of a cold. My tutor is on sick leave. Pneumonia. +pregnancy. I've taken her place and been working overtime. It's against the law but I offered to alter my schedule and everyone was down with it. All of our kids have some virus. I'm not going to get fully sick. I think it's passing. My sinuses hate me and my chest is in no shape for running. I will go to see Yogi Bear with the kid today. Fun. He asked me first thing in the morning if I would take him. I have 2 days off from the hospital but need to work and go to school tomorrow. Today is hang out and see a movie day. I'll take pictures.
Last night I got home at 10 and there was pizza waiting for me. Mmm. The night before I got home...don't remember when...thai food was waiting. And the man cleaned. Like, everything. Under the shower box. Inside the washer and dryer. Behind my desk. The cushion covers for our couches. He said he cleaned for 8 hours. I told him to stop nagging.


Red hair.




Cousin it.





Spinach smoothie. Every day.




Hummus. Every day.