Doooh’s Picture of the day
Well I’ve been back from vacation for over two weeks now and now I feel like I need another vacation. Obviously I need to change something in my life. I don’t know what I need to change but a coworker has been bugging me alot lately that he sees in me a need to change and is worried that I am contemplating changing jobs. I really hadn’t thought of that until he kept bringing it up. I’m trying to change other aspects of my life right now. Trying to lose some weight, changing my routine. I may be switching my fitness club membership. I have one that I’ve been paying for, for well over a year now and I use it very infrequently. My son has been visiting a local one near our house and he keeps telling me how much cheaper it is there and for what I pay now I could pay for him AND I to go to this one. I may take him up on that and perhaps him and I can go together. I’d like that, but that means it would take time out of our evenings. It might be good with fall and winter on its way.
So I’m trying to watch what I eat, for breakfast especially. Bagels and cream cheese are out, and so is toast. I’m going to try to stick to having some healthy cereal and perhaps a nice salad for lunch. I don’t drink much pop at all anymore but water and even Crystal Light is quickly becoming boring so I have to find some alternatives. Cranberry juice comes to mind, but we’ll see. On another front I’ve given my lawn tractor the summer off (it also stopped working awhile ago) so I purchased a normal gas-powered push lawn mower. With the tractor it took me about an hour and half to cut our entire lawn area. With the push mower it takes me about an hour to cut half of it, so I spread it out over two days so that I have time to do it after work, during the week. Its working out ok as long as I can get to it before it gets too long, plus its giving me some physical exercise, so its ok for now. I was going through a period there were everything I was doing seemed like such a huge chore. With being able to do half the lawn in one hour it makes it feel like not such a big deal. I’m going to try it for the rest of the summer and fall and see how it is. Maybe then I’ll get the tractor fixed, but right now I’m in no rush. I’m also pledging, in my mind anyways, to get back to writing something every day here in my blog. I’ve been rather lax of late and I want to get back into it. I’m going to try not to write huge long-winded entries so that I can put them out a little quicker, so they don’t feel like such a huge burden to do.
Picture of the day explanation: While in Toronto, we went to a local car show that was happening. It was early evening and I was having a difficult time getting the camera to take good pictures. In this shot you can see my son checking out the Cobra. Thats my brother in law with his back to us (in the grey shirt and pants). He’s talking to my Mother in laws boyfriend.
JOKE OF THE DAY:
There was a little boy who lived on a farm. One morning when he got up from bed his mother told him he needed to start doing his chores around the farm.
The little boy said he would take over the chores for his dad. So he went to the barn and milked the cow when he was done he kicked the cow right in the ass. Then he went and fed the pig, when he was done he kicked the pig in the ass. Then he went to feed the chicken, when he was done he kicked the chicken in the ass.
After the chores were done the little boy went into the house and said to his mother “The chores are done I want some breakfast”.
So the mom put a dry bowl of cereal down in front of the little boy, he said, “What about the milk?”, and the mother replied “You can’t have any milk because you kicked the cow in the ass”. The little boy said, “Well how about some bacon?” the mother replied, “You can’t have any bacon because you kicked the pig in the ass”. The little boy said “Can I at least have an egg?” The mother replied, “No, you kicked the chicken in the ass”.
In walks his father, who kicked the cat, and the little boy said to his mother “Do you want to tell him or should I?”