I know that I am not the first to come up with cheap ways to eat well but as of late, I have been on a high from doing so. I do not mind spending money on food but since my training program has begun, I have decided to put more emphasis on eating a more healthy and plentiful diet based very little around meats.
Fortunately, my father lives in the back so I can share my wealth and make sure he is eating well too.
Some meals that we have created and taken like to are: oat-key burritos, turk-meal meat balls, ham hash, marinated steamed tofu, pinto beans and seasoned rice with vegetables, Banana- raisin oatmeal, coconut-cranberry hot cereal, tapioca pudding, Eggs Ole, Blueberry muffins, apple cakes and plenty of salads. They are all very inexpensive to make and can last for a few meals.
Oat-key Burritos or Tacos
1/2 lb. lean ground turkey
1 cup rolled oats
1 bunch cilantro -cleaned and chopped
1 half onion chopped
1 cup chopped or shredded carrots
1/4 package of taco seasoning
1/3 cup water
Brown turkey, oats and onion in a skillet
Toss in cilantro, carrots, taco seasoning, water
Stir until completely seasoned and let simmer for 5 minutes
Turn off heat and let sit for 5 minutes while oats bind
Serve on tortillas with cheese, lettuce, salsa or tomatoes for tacos. Add beans and rice for burritos
- Very tasty, low fat and most importantly, not a wallet buster.
Coconut-cranberry Hot Cereal
1 cup 10 grain cereal
3 cups water
1/2 cup dried cranberries
1/3 cup shredded coconut
1/4 cup broken walnut halves
Cook cereal in water for 8 minutes at medium heat
Stir in cranberries, coconut and walnuts and reduce heat to low for 4 minutes
Stir again then turn heat off
Let sit for 5 minutes and serve
- Very delicious, healthy, hearty, sweet and most importantly, not a wallet buster
Monday, March 21, 2011
"Can't we all just get along?"
Last week I received a telephone call from one of my tenants, Myra stating that she plans to move out because she can't live with the other, her cousin, Annie. I told Myra that she will have to give a 30 day written notice for it to be official. I was not too happy about this news because the two girls are good tenants. They don't complain or give me problems and the rent is never late. I don't care what they do but because I like them, I don't want them to leave. Some days pass and I hear no word from them so I thought maybe they patched up their differences. Today I received a call from Annie telling me that she is giving a 30 day notice. Again, I had to tell her it needed to be in writing so she said it would come from Myra. A few moments later Myra calls with the same news. Myra is very sad about the situation and wants to stay but cannot afford to do so on her own. She will look for a person/s to share the condo with. I told her that I don't want to pry in their personal business but Annie needs to work out her problems rather than running from them. If they live together, they need to look after the other, keep the place clean and live harmoniously. Annie has horrible credit and if she leaves, it will be difficult for her to find another place to live. I don't know what her intentions are but to go is a bad move. Myra informed me that she got Annie a job and found a place for the two to live and all she needed to do was to stay clean and look after herself. Apparently that is too much work for Annie so once again, she will be moving. This is not good for her children.
I wish Annie and Myra the best.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Old liars
Some weeks ago, from an online matchmaking website, I received an e-mail from a German man living in the same city. I looked at his profile and photo and felt no interest but he seemed like a nice individual with whom, at best, was good at e-mail conversation. For some reason this man, who had traveled to Germany for a few days kept sending e-mail as if we were the best of friends. I don't know why but I guess I was keeping him from being lonely. He wanted to meet in town so I agreed to do so. We met at Starbucks and at first glance, I knew this man lied about his age. His profile read that he was 49 years old. Clearly he was not. I would give him 54 at youngest. He never mentioned numbers in relation to age, rather he referred to his "twenties." He was like talking to a brick- very boring. Even after having to draw conversation out of him, he was close to putting me to sleep. I was looking for a break because it was about that time for an afternoon nap. Luckily he mentioned he had to go. Yippee! I was hoping the guy found me boring enough to leave me alone for good. I was wrong, he sent an e-mail the next day about having oral surgery. I don't know why he had to tell me but I wished him well and told him to take care.
Some days later, another German man sent a message. I read that his profile stated he is 57, in the travel industry and he, well traveled. I was a bit curious despite thinking his age is too old for me. We exchanged a few e-mails before he wanted to talk to me. I am not that eager so I told him it was too soon. Later on, we exchanged a few more e-mails and my curiosity was growing wider. Right before retiring for the night, I gave him my telephone number and he quickly phoned. He was ready to meet. Goodness, give it some time, I thought. I told him I would let him know when I was free to do so. I found time Monday afternoon to make this happen. I sent an e-mail to and phoned him to see if it would work for him. As eager as he was, said he would come to my area so that we can meet at a local diner. I was good with this because it meant I would be able to ride my bike.
A few days before meeting, I decided to do a little research on him to find out if he really worked in the travel industry. I found that he has worked around the world, in various countries as a hotel manager for a few exclusive 5 star properties. His age was not panning out. Under his name, there was an age range from 43 to 71. I wondered how old this man really is. The closest one to what he described himself as being is 71. He runs races and a lot of race times were that of in the 65-69 age group. A Boston Marathon time showed as a 70 year old finisher. Trying to give the benefit of the doubt, thought maybe he lied about his age to qualify for Boston. I asked a friend to look too and she came up with nearly the same conclusion.
Still not 100% certain, I met him for lunch. He was engaging, gentle and pleasant that I was gaining interest in him. I kept looking at him and in my age fog, really started to see the 71 year old man. He spoke about his travels and work as well as qualifying for Boston. He unknowingly was stating his age. After finishing lunch, we decided to part ways and he was really trying to set up a date. I told him that I would let him know when I was free again because I never know what my schedule holds. Before leaving, I asked his age and he told me he is 56 years old. I told him I will not consider anyone older than my mother, who is 62 this year. I could tell by the look on his face that he was not being honest with me. I was very bothered by this.
Being so bothered that when I awoke the next morning, I sent him an e-mail stating my feelings and thanked him for lunch. He replied by telling me that I am the same age as his ex-wife and thought he could convince me that age is just a number. Maybe to some this is true but I don't want to deal with a man who is older than my mother let alone, my father who shares the same age as he. I am the judge of me, and no one else so if I clearly inform one of how I am or what I will accept, there is no convincing me. I wish him luck on his pursuits with a much younger woman who can make him feel whole.
Some days later, another German man sent a message. I read that his profile stated he is 57, in the travel industry and he, well traveled. I was a bit curious despite thinking his age is too old for me. We exchanged a few e-mails before he wanted to talk to me. I am not that eager so I told him it was too soon. Later on, we exchanged a few more e-mails and my curiosity was growing wider. Right before retiring for the night, I gave him my telephone number and he quickly phoned. He was ready to meet. Goodness, give it some time, I thought. I told him I would let him know when I was free to do so. I found time Monday afternoon to make this happen. I sent an e-mail to and phoned him to see if it would work for him. As eager as he was, said he would come to my area so that we can meet at a local diner. I was good with this because it meant I would be able to ride my bike.
A few days before meeting, I decided to do a little research on him to find out if he really worked in the travel industry. I found that he has worked around the world, in various countries as a hotel manager for a few exclusive 5 star properties. His age was not panning out. Under his name, there was an age range from 43 to 71. I wondered how old this man really is. The closest one to what he described himself as being is 71. He runs races and a lot of race times were that of in the 65-69 age group. A Boston Marathon time showed as a 70 year old finisher. Trying to give the benefit of the doubt, thought maybe he lied about his age to qualify for Boston. I asked a friend to look too and she came up with nearly the same conclusion.
Still not 100% certain, I met him for lunch. He was engaging, gentle and pleasant that I was gaining interest in him. I kept looking at him and in my age fog, really started to see the 71 year old man. He spoke about his travels and work as well as qualifying for Boston. He unknowingly was stating his age. After finishing lunch, we decided to part ways and he was really trying to set up a date. I told him that I would let him know when I was free again because I never know what my schedule holds. Before leaving, I asked his age and he told me he is 56 years old. I told him I will not consider anyone older than my mother, who is 62 this year. I could tell by the look on his face that he was not being honest with me. I was very bothered by this.
Being so bothered that when I awoke the next morning, I sent him an e-mail stating my feelings and thanked him for lunch. He replied by telling me that I am the same age as his ex-wife and thought he could convince me that age is just a number. Maybe to some this is true but I don't want to deal with a man who is older than my mother let alone, my father who shares the same age as he. I am the judge of me, and no one else so if I clearly inform one of how I am or what I will accept, there is no convincing me. I wish him luck on his pursuits with a much younger woman who can make him feel whole.
Rambro to Rimbro and return
Several weeks ago Rambro brought home a new car. I don't know how he got it or the money but it is a keeper, apparently. He sent an e-mail telling me about his new purchase as if I were supposed to care. It is just a car so get in, drive and come home. About ten days ago, I was driving down the street to park in front of my house and noticed his car half way parked in the only available space. I waited for him to come out and move so that I could park. He came out, got in the car and made a 3-point turn as if to be the coolest dude in town. Ick! I paid no attention to him and went about my business.
Later that day, after being outside for a while working on my bike and in the garden, I checked my voicemail and listened to a message from some business that sells auto rims. As I wondered what the deal was, I called back (3 hours later) expecting to speak with the man who called me but was told he was not available. I left a message and hung up. I figured Rambro was trying to finance a set of rims for his car. STUPID! Later in the evening my girlfriend Eve came over to pick up some things and as I walked her out, I noticed Rambros car had tinted windows and RIMS. His car was decked out! Yee haw, what a slick ride. I quickly changed his name to Rimbro. Eve and I looked at one another and laughed because it is a joke to know where his priorities lie.
Exactly one week later, the rims were gone. The tint was still affixed to the windows but the rims gone. Inside I chuckled because I knew something financially has happened to him but dare not ask. I don't want to talk to him about things that don't concern me, especially not anything superficial. That guy is a complete mess.
The other day I received an e-mail from Rambro stating he has to give a 30 day notice. I don't know what is going on with him and will soon find out since he can't keep his mouth shut about his personal business. It bothers me none that he will soon move out but having him paying to share my space sure was nice.
Later that day, after being outside for a while working on my bike and in the garden, I checked my voicemail and listened to a message from some business that sells auto rims. As I wondered what the deal was, I called back (3 hours later) expecting to speak with the man who called me but was told he was not available. I left a message and hung up. I figured Rambro was trying to finance a set of rims for his car. STUPID! Later in the evening my girlfriend Eve came over to pick up some things and as I walked her out, I noticed Rambros car had tinted windows and RIMS. His car was decked out! Yee haw, what a slick ride. I quickly changed his name to Rimbro. Eve and I looked at one another and laughed because it is a joke to know where his priorities lie.
Exactly one week later, the rims were gone. The tint was still affixed to the windows but the rims gone. Inside I chuckled because I knew something financially has happened to him but dare not ask. I don't want to talk to him about things that don't concern me, especially not anything superficial. That guy is a complete mess.
The other day I received an e-mail from Rambro stating he has to give a 30 day notice. I don't know what is going on with him and will soon find out since he can't keep his mouth shut about his personal business. It bothers me none that he will soon move out but having him paying to share my space sure was nice.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Cold Feet
When the temperatures are low and the wind blows, my feet suffer. For many years now, I have not been able to handle cold weather like a champ. I double up on everything and still can't keep warm. Swimming outdoors, especially in the evening is not always the easiest thing to do. The air can be cold and pool warm yet the moment I slip my sandals on, my feet freeze, for hours. As of late, I have felt warm and well enough to sleep however my feet, especially the right, take three hours to warm up. I put on socks, use fleece sheets, turn on the heat, fold my leg under my butt and grab them with my hands to try to transfer heat. Nothing works. Today is a cold and windy day but not enough for me to put on a thick winter parka. I swam this morning and felt fine. I returned home shortly after 9a and now, nearly eight hours later, my feet are still cold. It feels as if I have been standing on ice. Burr! In talking to my father about this problem, he has informed me that he too, suffers from the same, even with the right foot. Genetics. I am amazed how much he and I suffer in similar ways but at times, I wish my mothers genetics would take over so that my feet would not be as cold as they have been.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Revolution in the Arab world
Some weeks ago Tunisians revolted against the government then the Egyptians followed with great force. So much force that after three weeks, Hosni Mubarak relinquished his power to the Vice President who will also step down once his term is over. The military will have to figure something out to create a new Egypt so that the people are all equal and possibly have jobs. Hours after Egypt was "liberated," Bahrain and Yemen went up in smoke too. Many have been killed yet not enough to stop the revolution. These people want an immediate change. Since the power of the people is growing stronger day by day, Libya is now on fire. Libyans are tired of Ghaddafi and so is the rest of the world. After 42 years in power, the man should give up even if power be handed to his stupid sons.
Ghaddafi is another crazy leader who thinks he is sane and everyone, insane. He gave a speech today telling the people to be happy and dance in the streets. What a buster. these are the very people who hate him with a passion. They want a change, jobs and a better life, not a leader who is mentally ill and has billions of Euros hidden in European bank accounts. Forget about all of means he has to kill his own, send foreigners out of the country or whatever else his followers wish to do but this man is going down, fast. If he does not pass of old age or mental illness, he will be executed by one who will be considered a martyr, not him. Give up Muammar!
Ghaddafi is another crazy leader who thinks he is sane and everyone, insane. He gave a speech today telling the people to be happy and dance in the streets. What a buster. these are the very people who hate him with a passion. They want a change, jobs and a better life, not a leader who is mentally ill and has billions of Euros hidden in European bank accounts. Forget about all of means he has to kill his own, send foreigners out of the country or whatever else his followers wish to do but this man is going down, fast. If he does not pass of old age or mental illness, he will be executed by one who will be considered a martyr, not him. Give up Muammar!
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Dumpster Diving
I have seen and read about the small American population who dumpster dive because they are disgusted with corporate America and the overall waste created. I completely agree with these groups of people because I am not a fan of waste of any sort, especially that of food. There are major supermarket chains that simply dispose of day old or soon to be baked goods, produced or damaged items they cannot or chose not to sale in the stores or donate to the local food banks. Once this food is tossed in the dumpsters, it is fair game for people to take at their own risk. A lot of the supermarkets will donate such items to some food banks or missions to make use of. Being that I volunteer weekly at the local mission, I see more waste than imaginable.
I always thought that any soup kitchen would make use of all foods donated because of the large populations served. This is not the case. I am a witness to shear waste. Whenever I am volunteering, I see large amounts of good foods being tossed and/or destroyed. Most of it being baked goods such as cakes, loaves of breads, bagels and pastries. I have checked the expiration dates and noticed some still have a week left. It is all in the trash bin waiting to be tossed. Shucks! No one bothers to make croutons or crisps, they simply toss it.
On occasion, I, along with another volunteer take some of these items home and share them with others. Because of this, I am able to save a little money and have food to eat. I am not a bottom feeder but one who wants to save money and hates waste.
There is nothing wrong with dumpster diving, as long as others are able to benefit from the waste of others.
I always thought that any soup kitchen would make use of all foods donated because of the large populations served. This is not the case. I am a witness to shear waste. Whenever I am volunteering, I see large amounts of good foods being tossed and/or destroyed. Most of it being baked goods such as cakes, loaves of breads, bagels and pastries. I have checked the expiration dates and noticed some still have a week left. It is all in the trash bin waiting to be tossed. Shucks! No one bothers to make croutons or crisps, they simply toss it.
On occasion, I, along with another volunteer take some of these items home and share them with others. Because of this, I am able to save a little money and have food to eat. I am not a bottom feeder but one who wants to save money and hates waste.
There is nothing wrong with dumpster diving, as long as others are able to benefit from the waste of others.
Big time rebate
The other day I purchased a set of bike pedals and a taillight from Nashbar.com because shipping was free on $50 or more. I had a few items in my shopping cart for some time waiting for the prices to drop. Some of the items I could not justify so I just purchased the two. Before finalizing my purchase, I logged into my account at Shopathome.com to see if Nashbar.com was an affiliate so that I could get some money back. I saw that a 4% rebate is offered so I was happy and made my purchased. I then checked my account and noticed I have $123.60 for the bike I recently purchased from Departmentofgoods.com.
The bike purchasing price was $799 because it was on sale at deep discount for some weeks. With a listed rebate of 4%, I was expecting $32 in return. The listed price prior to deep discount is $1199. There was something going on that I did not know about or an extra rebate given when not listed. Yeehaw!
Many times have I come up on a great deal but never did I expect to be able to save nearly $1000 on a bicycle. I will never stop scrounging around for another good deal.
The bike purchasing price was $799 because it was on sale at deep discount for some weeks. With a listed rebate of 4%, I was expecting $32 in return. The listed price prior to deep discount is $1199. There was something going on that I did not know about or an extra rebate given when not listed. Yeehaw!
Many times have I come up on a great deal but never did I expect to be able to save nearly $1000 on a bicycle. I will never stop scrounging around for another good deal.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Age discrimination
The other evening I was watching CNN about unemployment and the 99 weekers. One man said that he will make a trip to congress in order to ask for another 14 week unemployment benefits pay out because he is, like many others, flat broke. This man was bringing in a six figure salary now cannot find work because he has been out of work for so long and not getting any younger. My father wore the same shoes many years ago. He could not find a job because of his age and the rapid growth of the technology we use today. Just because a person is older doesn't mean they can't make things work.
Fast forward to this morning. I went fishing with Blue in mind because I received a few e-mails from some fish that seemed to find interest in my profile. I explained to them my intentions about how I am being selfless and trying to help out a friend. I came across a good looking man with a nice profile. I sent him a message to see if he was real. He seemed to be. I sent his link to Blue and replied stating she thinks he, in his 50s is too old. Too old for what? The man is well educated, employed, divorced and has adult children. This is the kind of man who would treat Blue a nice dinner on the pier, vintage bottle of wine and a rose over just a six pack of beer. Heck, he is the kind of man that I would eat up in a heartbeat.
Blue should not discriminate based on age because she could be missing out on the world. I know that in her quest to find the perfect job, she would not want a potential employer to pass her up because she is no longer in her 30s.
Fast forward to this morning. I went fishing with Blue in mind because I received a few e-mails from some fish that seemed to find interest in my profile. I explained to them my intentions about how I am being selfless and trying to help out a friend. I came across a good looking man with a nice profile. I sent him a message to see if he was real. He seemed to be. I sent his link to Blue and replied stating she thinks he, in his 50s is too old. Too old for what? The man is well educated, employed, divorced and has adult children. This is the kind of man who would treat Blue a nice dinner on the pier, vintage bottle of wine and a rose over just a six pack of beer. Heck, he is the kind of man that I would eat up in a heartbeat.
Blue should not discriminate based on age because she could be missing out on the world. I know that in her quest to find the perfect job, she would not want a potential employer to pass her up because she is no longer in her 30s.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Rambro
I met Rambro last summer through a classified listing website. At that time, I had a room for rent in my house and he needed to find a place to live for a while as he claimed to be going through a divorce. A place that was not far from the fitness center and close to public transportation in case he could not travel using the motor scooter he had. After doing a criminal check on Rambro, I agreed to allow him to move into my house. I explained to him that I do not want him in my business and wanted community space to be kept clean. He agreed as well as informing me that he is out of the house a lot so the chances of us seeing one another regularly are slim. This is what I wanted.
For a few months, Rambro was on a motor scooter as a main form of transportation however, it was a piece of junk. Rambro paid $1300 for a honking piece of trash that had a crack in the frame and puttered like one could not believe. Rambro did not have a license to drive this bike, no insurance or registration yet he had enough riding gear short of a machine gun to help him fight a war against the Taliban, hence the name RAMBRO. I ride a scooter too but never does it take me a good 10 minutes to get out of the door to head to the swimming pool.
Rambro keeps to himself as do I however, after many times of me telling him, he continues to throw all of his trash in the recycle bin, including food and chicken bones. This is irritating because he knows better and I am not interested in inviting creatures in my house or on the porch. This guy has his mind on Pluto at all times.
Some time ago, Rambro sent an e-mail regarding the rent. Rent is due on the 1st with a three day grace period. He told me that he would be late and may have to give notice. I don't care what one does as long as I am paid. Rent arrived on the 8th and no notice to vacate was given. Rambro told me that he had to borrow money from his sister and was without transportation due to a scooter wreck that was not his fault, as he said. A two days after rent was received, Rambro mentioned something to me about a car because he wanted me to tell the neighbors that he has one. He did not want to come out and tell me to inform them of this, he tried to do it subliminally. Oh please, spit it out like an adult! I looked out of the window and spotted a brand new car. "Was not the rent late a few days ago?"I thought. MESS! Is the first world that I wanted to spit out.
Rambro has received a few unemployment checks and ten letters from California Child Support Services over the last few weeks. I wonder what is going on with this man.
Since the car has been in his life, Rambro has not been around, which is nice but I do not mind him, as long as he doesn't say anything stupid.
My father, who lives in the house out in the backyard does not like Rambro. He thinks he is a pain in the neck and is always saying something stupid, for no reason. For this, he does what he can to avoid him at all costs.
UPDATE:
This evening, after a few hours of blogging about Rambro, I received this e-mail from him:
Bionic;
Was not able to come up with the balance of my deposit for the car in time; only owed $600 more and they would not wait another week till my next pay day so I turned it in.
I will be getting another car by tomorrow or Wednesday; will let you know once I get it what it is.
Going to a different dealership.
What is this? I do not understand why he would pull a rabbit from his hat when he is not a magician. Buy only what you can afford is the only way to go furthermore, buying a used vehicle of using a Zipcar makes more sense than having to return a new car. This is Rambro for you.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
ITBS
IlioTibial Band Syndrome is, in my opinion, the worse sport related injury any athlete can face. To many, it is knows as having Runners Knee because it is the tightening of the the IT Band (from hip to knee) at its finest which can occur at any time one is active. For many years I have suffered from it and with every attempt short of surgery, tried to remedy the situation, which is not easy.
I haven't done any running for a few months due to the cold weather and not wanting slight flare ups to worsen. I have been swimming and riding much less than before and ready to pick up the pieces very soon. Yesterday in the pool, Coach JQ gave a great workout which had us doing drills, kicks and swimming of all drills. I managed through an IM order set fine and kept pressing on. We had to do a 200 kick of all of the strokes. We got to the breast stroke kick and I was good until 150 yards when I started to feel the knee act up. I pressed on and finished the set. Coach JQ had us doing some more drills and swimming which seemed doable until I got half way through. Not only was my knee screaming but the bottom of my foot was too. It hurt like crazy so I had to leave the pool ten minutes early.
When I got home, I was really hoping the pain would subside after an hour or so because I wanted to go for a bike ride. That did not happen. I had to take two aspirin just to get comfortable enough to go to sleep. I was knocked out by 8:30. Yikes, I am old.
When I awoke this morning, I still felt pain. It was bad enough for me to carry around aspirin in my rucksack. Though I know it wasn't a good idea, I decided to go back to the pool shortly afterward. It was not the smartest idea but the swim is important to me and I wanted to do some sort of water movements to loosen it up. I made it through most of the practice but could not bob up and down like Coach KR asked us to. My knee and leg were in pain and tight all day that when I returned home, I had to use my TENS machine on the hurt areas. I turned it on high and my leg was convulsing like crazy because it is so tight. I will leave this machine on for as long as I possibly can to loosen it up so that I can use the foam roller and The Stick with ease. I hope to be able to go for a bike ride tomorrow.
I haven't done any running for a few months due to the cold weather and not wanting slight flare ups to worsen. I have been swimming and riding much less than before and ready to pick up the pieces very soon. Yesterday in the pool, Coach JQ gave a great workout which had us doing drills, kicks and swimming of all drills. I managed through an IM order set fine and kept pressing on. We had to do a 200 kick of all of the strokes. We got to the breast stroke kick and I was good until 150 yards when I started to feel the knee act up. I pressed on and finished the set. Coach JQ had us doing some more drills and swimming which seemed doable until I got half way through. Not only was my knee screaming but the bottom of my foot was too. It hurt like crazy so I had to leave the pool ten minutes early.
When I got home, I was really hoping the pain would subside after an hour or so because I wanted to go for a bike ride. That did not happen. I had to take two aspirin just to get comfortable enough to go to sleep. I was knocked out by 8:30. Yikes, I am old.
When I awoke this morning, I still felt pain. It was bad enough for me to carry around aspirin in my rucksack. Though I know it wasn't a good idea, I decided to go back to the pool shortly afterward. It was not the smartest idea but the swim is important to me and I wanted to do some sort of water movements to loosen it up. I made it through most of the practice but could not bob up and down like Coach KR asked us to. My knee and leg were in pain and tight all day that when I returned home, I had to use my TENS machine on the hurt areas. I turned it on high and my leg was convulsing like crazy because it is so tight. I will leave this machine on for as long as I possibly can to loosen it up so that I can use the foam roller and The Stick with ease. I hope to be able to go for a bike ride tomorrow.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Retaliation
As I watching the currents events taking place in Egypt, I received an instant message from Blue. In this message was a link to an online dating site with a new profile she created. I thought Blue is ready to take a look at what kind of men are available in her area and possibly ready to make a new friend or two. I was completely wrong. The link was a profile of ME with my name and photo. Blue is trying to set ME up with someone in my area. What a smack in the face. After a few minutes of creating the profile, a few e-mails were received from men I would not pass on to a complete stranger. The profile was pathetic. What Blue does not understand is that I am a very picky woman who knows what I want and will refuse to settle. My standards are high because I think with time, adults should enjoy and improve their lives and not remain stagnant. I am not desperate which is why I have chosen to remain childless and single for so long. I am sure my day will come but Blue will not play a role in this happening.
Blue can do what she wants to me because I am resilient. I can take a lot, even a punch below the belt but never will I be beat at my own game. I am not going to give up on Blue because I think she deserves a man who will treat her to a full bottle of beer rather than sharing it or asking her to go 50/50 on a 6-pack. Blue has a lot to offer, especially her worldly experiences as she lived abroad and traveled a great deal as a child. She remembers a lot and is a good listener. Mostly importantly, she is a great mother and teacher. I think she will make the ideal mate to a man who is fair and has a zest for life.
Blue can do what she wants to me because I am resilient. I can take a lot, even a punch below the belt but never will I be beat at my own game. I am not going to give up on Blue because I think she deserves a man who will treat her to a full bottle of beer rather than sharing it or asking her to go 50/50 on a 6-pack. Blue has a lot to offer, especially her worldly experiences as she lived abroad and traveled a great deal as a child. She remembers a lot and is a good listener. Mostly importantly, she is a great mother and teacher. I think she will make the ideal mate to a man who is fair and has a zest for life.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Chaos in Egypt
The wonderful land of the Pharoahs. pyramids, Nile River and the Suez Canal, Egypt is entering week two of chaos. Never in my life did I think I would experience such a political revolt as what is currently taking place but it is an eye opener for the world. For 30 years, President Hosni Mubarak has been in command, and for what is being said, many years too long. Egypt is an overly populated African nation with a population of close to 85 million who are, mostly illiterate, under the age of 25 and living in absolute poverty. Since Mubarak has been in command, the population has increase by 35 million with the economic divide widening for the worse. It is not only a mess, but a shame. Being that Egypt is the largest country in the Afro-Arab world, it should be thriving like many other Arab nations are and have been in recent years. With such corrupt authority, it is impossible because the money is not going to the people. Egyptians are tired of this nonsense and after so many years of it, caved in and stormed through the streets of Cairo to overthrow the government. Hallelujah! Egyptians want DEMOCRACY and not the democracy imposed by the western world. They want democracy now and will not stop until Mubarak is out of office, and the country for as much as many are concerned.
Today I was watching the news and it was said that Mubarak is a BILLIONAIRE with money invested in many companies worldwide. The fool has more money than he can count yet he is able to sleep at night knowing that his people have no food to eat, homes to sleep in or jobs to go to. This is very typical of the wealthy leaders of the world. It is disgusting and I am waiting for the special day to be dawned upon the people of Egypt.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Yuck Mouth
There is a woman who I call Vulva (I do not know her name). Vulva lives in the condo directly across from mine. Vulva is a hot mess and comes off as a person with a second grade education. She is very dim in the intelligence department as is her brood.
I have received various of complaints from owners and renters about her and her brood. Recently, I have left notes on the cars and have spoken to them about being loud. They just ignore me as if they are in command. Well, the other day I was at the condo complex to drop something off for my tenants and to help the neighbor. I was alone and quietly knocking on the door. No one answered because no one was there. Vulva comes out and hollers "are they there?" 'Uhmm, do you see me talking to anyone?' is what I thought to myself. Right away I saw that she had a busted grill. I quickly had a childhood flashback to the Yuck Mouth ("cause I don't brush, how's about a kiss?") commercials that would air on ABC during Saturday morning cartoon time. Vulva either has the worlds biggest overbite or is missing about 6 teeth from the front of her mouth. Whatever is going on, immediate help is needed. Her mouth is foul and UGLY, to say the least.
I asked Vulva about her cars and trash and she quickly went on the defense so I fought back telling her that I would have her cars towed away if she doesn't clean up her act. She wised up and shut her half toothed mouth and went inside.
For about 18 years, there is an icky woman who has lived across the street from me. She too looks like Vulva in the mouth. My sister coined her as Yuck Mouth because her mouth is yucky as is she. Oddly enough, the two look as though they could be related, drive beater cars, wear wigs are are just flat out unattractive females. I would like to think they were both nice looking at one time to have found a mate to impregnated them, but as we all know, a man will poke anything. ANYTHING. They have money to buy wigs, cosmetics and clothing yet their teeth are not a priority. What a shame! When I see a Yuck Mouth, I always thank my father for giving me the gift of orthodontia!
I have received various of complaints from owners and renters about her and her brood. Recently, I have left notes on the cars and have spoken to them about being loud. They just ignore me as if they are in command. Well, the other day I was at the condo complex to drop something off for my tenants and to help the neighbor. I was alone and quietly knocking on the door. No one answered because no one was there. Vulva comes out and hollers "are they there?" 'Uhmm, do you see me talking to anyone?' is what I thought to myself. Right away I saw that she had a busted grill. I quickly had a childhood flashback to the Yuck Mouth ("cause I don't brush, how's about a kiss?") commercials that would air on ABC during Saturday morning cartoon time. Vulva either has the worlds biggest overbite or is missing about 6 teeth from the front of her mouth. Whatever is going on, immediate help is needed. Her mouth is foul and UGLY, to say the least.
I asked Vulva about her cars and trash and she quickly went on the defense so I fought back telling her that I would have her cars towed away if she doesn't clean up her act. She wised up and shut her half toothed mouth and went inside.
For about 18 years, there is an icky woman who has lived across the street from me. She too looks like Vulva in the mouth. My sister coined her as Yuck Mouth because her mouth is yucky as is she. Oddly enough, the two look as though they could be related, drive beater cars, wear wigs are are just flat out unattractive females. I would like to think they were both nice looking at one time to have found a mate to impregnated them, but as we all know, a man will poke anything. ANYTHING. They have money to buy wigs, cosmetics and clothing yet their teeth are not a priority. What a shame! When I see a Yuck Mouth, I always thank my father for giving me the gift of orthodontia!
Blue and her new men
My friend Blue is currently going through a divorce and in her attempt to get out on her own, she has found a few men who fancy her. There is Panhandler, a guy whom she came across at an intersection who asked if she was busy later. If he is working an intersection, he must be making a lot of money given he has, at least, three-way pay. Holla! There is The Host who is her neighbor. She said he is a bit on the down side, probably a veteran but very nice. He gave her Frosted Pop Tarts.
Given her two choices, I decided to do some research in order to see what is available in her area. I logged onto my accounts on two matchmaking websites, changed my zip code and started to check out profiles. One website offered very little in regards to available men within her age group who were somewhat attractive and active. I told her the pickings were slim and may have to move. Ha! On to the next site I went. I found the choices were much better. According to their profiles true or not, the pickings are better. There are a lot of educated men who have never married or have children, well traveled, career oriented and all the rest. They are within her age group and some slightly older. I started to feel like I hit a jackpot for Blue. I wanted to set her up on a date immediately. Unfortunately, I received messages from men whom I would never date. They were all friendly but a bit desperate to me according to their messages and profiles. I informed them I was not there for myself but for Blue. That got rid of them quickly.
I don't date women so I don't know how they come off on these sites but men are a mess. They tend to be desperate, 1000% sexually driven, cheesy and rather boring. Many have awful photos of themselves standing in front of a mirror with a camera phone or in front of of a luxury car. Bleh! Do these men not have any friends who can take a decent photo of them?
I do not know if Blue will muster the nerve to go out and "start anew," but if she does, hopefully she will not resort to men like Panhandler or The Host.
Given her two choices, I decided to do some research in order to see what is available in her area. I logged onto my accounts on two matchmaking websites, changed my zip code and started to check out profiles. One website offered very little in regards to available men within her age group who were somewhat attractive and active. I told her the pickings were slim and may have to move. Ha! On to the next site I went. I found the choices were much better. According to their profiles true or not, the pickings are better. There are a lot of educated men who have never married or have children, well traveled, career oriented and all the rest. They are within her age group and some slightly older. I started to feel like I hit a jackpot for Blue. I wanted to set her up on a date immediately. Unfortunately, I received messages from men whom I would never date. They were all friendly but a bit desperate to me according to their messages and profiles. I informed them I was not there for myself but for Blue. That got rid of them quickly.
I don't date women so I don't know how they come off on these sites but men are a mess. They tend to be desperate, 1000% sexually driven, cheesy and rather boring. Many have awful photos of themselves standing in front of a mirror with a camera phone or in front of of a luxury car. Bleh! Do these men not have any friends who can take a decent photo of them?
I do not know if Blue will muster the nerve to go out and "start anew," but if she does, hopefully she will not resort to men like Panhandler or The Host.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Poop in the pool
Who did it? Tonight a child pinched a loaf while swimming in the pool so it had to be shut down for an hour. Being that the team meets up at 7p for a 90 minute swim, it was pointless to wait an hour until it was time for us to get in. I hope this does not happen again on Saturday.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Laundry on the cheap
For many, doing laundry can be an expensive chore because of the high costs of electricity, gas and water and for some, a trip to the laundromat. In the last few years, I have been able to cut back on such spending. I haven't purchased laundry detergent in almost three years because I use Oxi-Clean. With a coupon, I purchased a large 15 lbs. box at Costco which cost about $12 or so. I bought a 69c bar of Zote laundry soap which is used to remove deep stains. Since the Oxi-Clean works miracles, I use about a half scoop in my front loading machine. If I have extra dirty and smelly clothing, I shave off a little Zote and add to the load. This combination makes washing a breeze. With the Zote, it is nearly biodegradable which means it breaks down faster than chemically laden detergents.
It is sunny here quite often so I usually do laundry when it is warm so that I can hang my clothing out to dry. I invested $40 in a Drying Tree which is wide enough to hold a load. The longest I have ever waited was two hours for everything to dry. Once dried, I iron only what is needed and fold the rest. Sometimes I have to use the dryer to soften certain fabrics but that happens a few times a year.
Since the city where I live is experiencing a shortage in water, I have hooked up a gray watering system which allows for the laundry run off to be collected in a rain barrel. It holds up to 60 gallons which is equivalent to two loads of laundry. I use the gray water to water the plants, ground cover and vegetables in the garden. I am not only recycling the water but keeping unwanted pesky insects from eating my foods.
I do not know the average cost of doing a load of laundry may run a household but I am sure by example, I am able to cut it by half if not by two thirds.
I will add that Oxy-clean is a true miracle. It removes coffee and tea stains from my ceramic mugs, works well for general cleaning of bathrooms, toilets, kitchens and floors.
It is sunny here quite often so I usually do laundry when it is warm so that I can hang my clothing out to dry. I invested $40 in a Drying Tree which is wide enough to hold a load. The longest I have ever waited was two hours for everything to dry. Once dried, I iron only what is needed and fold the rest. Sometimes I have to use the dryer to soften certain fabrics but that happens a few times a year.
Since the city where I live is experiencing a shortage in water, I have hooked up a gray watering system which allows for the laundry run off to be collected in a rain barrel. It holds up to 60 gallons which is equivalent to two loads of laundry. I use the gray water to water the plants, ground cover and vegetables in the garden. I am not only recycling the water but keeping unwanted pesky insects from eating my foods.
I do not know the average cost of doing a load of laundry may run a household but I am sure by example, I am able to cut it by half if not by two thirds.
I will add that Oxy-clean is a true miracle. It removes coffee and tea stains from my ceramic mugs, works well for general cleaning of bathrooms, toilets, kitchens and floors.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Dirty Music
Long gone are the days when most music was clean, easy to listen to, worth getting to know the beats and lyrics to, able to make one feel good about living and expressing positive messages that left an impression on the way many live today.
Being a product of the 70's, I remember hearing a wide variety of lyrics, songs and tunes that, at the time, were just music to me. Many of these songs were coming off the anti-war, free love and LSD platforms but none of it was harsh enough to make people do or think bad things. In fact, this music gave us harmonious thoughts. With artists like Marvin Gaye, Stevie Wonder, Cat Stevens, Earth, Wind and Fire, and the Jacksons (just to name a few), songs were upbeat, poignant and positive. Many of these songs were so great that they are still being played today.
In the 80's, 90's and 2000's we had an entirely different group of sounds coming from all over the world. Still, some of the songs were positive, most were and still are awful. The invention of sampling the tunes of another has become more mainstream than Ugg boots and mini skirts. Musical talent has been kicked to the curb by technology that really does very little to improve songs and sound. The music is dirty! It is so dirty that I do not listen to it.
As I age, I find that I am more interested in listening to jazz (acid/contemporary/smooth) because there is, if at all, very little sampling and is performed by actual musicians and singers. There is usually a message of love or how to appreciate one another and the planet. Some of my favorite artists and bands that I listen to regularly are Basia, Incognito, Maysa, Stevie Wonder, Michael Jackson, Candy Dulfer, Anita Baker, Fertile Ground, Boney James, Julie Dexter, Carol Duboc and Rhian Benson. I love their songs! I never hear about a girls rump, how to do the police wrong, how the systems oppress people who wish not to do right, how important it is to have money, big cars and homes, or any other superficial stuff that the media finds the need to shove down our throats anymore. Grills, thrills and houses on the hills is all talk that can be found in dirty music.
I wonder how music will be in the next ten years with so many great musicians aging and retiring and fewer and fewer musicians are being produced since music is being fazed out of education. I fear that I will not have new beats to keep me moving fast while exercising or to help keep my mind from thinking about the bad in the world. Say "NO" to dirty music.
Being a product of the 70's, I remember hearing a wide variety of lyrics, songs and tunes that, at the time, were just music to me. Many of these songs were coming off the anti-war, free love and LSD platforms but none of it was harsh enough to make people do or think bad things. In fact, this music gave us harmonious thoughts. With artists like Marvin Gaye, Stevie Wonder, Cat Stevens, Earth, Wind and Fire, and the Jacksons (just to name a few), songs were upbeat, poignant and positive. Many of these songs were so great that they are still being played today.
In the 80's, 90's and 2000's we had an entirely different group of sounds coming from all over the world. Still, some of the songs were positive, most were and still are awful. The invention of sampling the tunes of another has become more mainstream than Ugg boots and mini skirts. Musical talent has been kicked to the curb by technology that really does very little to improve songs and sound. The music is dirty! It is so dirty that I do not listen to it.
As I age, I find that I am more interested in listening to jazz (acid/contemporary/smooth) because there is, if at all, very little sampling and is performed by actual musicians and singers. There is usually a message of love or how to appreciate one another and the planet. Some of my favorite artists and bands that I listen to regularly are Basia, Incognito, Maysa, Stevie Wonder, Michael Jackson, Candy Dulfer, Anita Baker, Fertile Ground, Boney James, Julie Dexter, Carol Duboc and Rhian Benson. I love their songs! I never hear about a girls rump, how to do the police wrong, how the systems oppress people who wish not to do right, how important it is to have money, big cars and homes, or any other superficial stuff that the media finds the need to shove down our throats anymore. Grills, thrills and houses on the hills is all talk that can be found in dirty music.
I wonder how music will be in the next ten years with so many great musicians aging and retiring and fewer and fewer musicians are being produced since music is being fazed out of education. I fear that I will not have new beats to keep me moving fast while exercising or to help keep my mind from thinking about the bad in the world. Say "NO" to dirty music.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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