Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

A few things have happened in the last few weeks that I could just hear the Utah State Aggie Basketball Fans chanting "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" in the background of my life so I thought I would share.
First: our beloved space heater died. We have had this thing since we got married and has been my lifesaver. I have used it pretty much non-stop in the fall/winter/early spring for the past 4 years. I turned it on one day, it made a funny popping noise and the fan refuses to spin. Bummer! So I was stuck without a heater - but not for long and I made sure of it! That night I went to Walmart and bought a new, bigger, better one. But I still thought it was stupid that my heater died!
Second: we started working out at the gym and "Stupid, Stupid, Stupid" me decided that it would be fun to run a half marathon. So I have been training for my first ever, and let's be honest, probably my last ever, half marathon. What was I thinkin'?? I have actually enjoyed training for the most part so far but I have only ran for 6 miles consecutively so far - which I might add is the longest I have ever ran without stopping my entire life. I know, I know - it's pitiful. I used to play 90 minutes soccer games like it was no body's business but it's an entirely different training, I think I prefer a 90 minute soccer game but what can a girl do when there is no other option at the moment?
Third: speaking of the gym, I just have to vent my udder disdain for girls who go to the gym reeking of perfume! I was minding my own business, just running of the treadmill and this girl gets on the one next to me. I seriously couldn't breath because her overpowering perfume was choking me to death! I was saying in my head "STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!" I mean, I like smelling nice too but really?!?! Isn't a little deodorant good enough?? Maybe girls should try going to the gym to actually take care of themselves instead of trolling for dudes??
Forth: and most embarrassing.... The other day I was in a really big hurry browning some hamburger before I left for Young Women's. I usually am very careful about the grease going down the drain but totally spaced it this time. Sure enough - 8 lbs of meat later my kitchen sink drain plugged right up! "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" I couldn't take care of the mess then, so I left, did Young Women's, and then came home with Brett. Boy am I glad that I married a patient man. I know he was probably swearing at me in his head but all he was doing was laughing it off. We discovered that boiling water, baking soda and salt do the trick and do it fast! Worked like a champ - so if anyone feels like plugging their drain, there are some really simple solutions. I also found out that it's a good way to clean all of your drains instead of using harsh chemicals and it helps them smell fresh. :)
Fifth: Insurance companies are "STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!" I think I have done something minor to either a really deep muscle in the back of my thigh or my Sciatic nerve. I really need to go to a Physical Therapist. You would think that I could just walk into a company that is one of my insurance company's providers and be seen but NO! I must have a referral from my primary care physician! That's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard! My PCP isn't going to be able to do a thing for me except tell me to go see a PT, which is all I want to do in the first place! Like I said: "STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!"

On a happier note: we are going to Philly this weekend! Yahoo! Another post with a much happier tone is on the horizon! :)

2 comments:

Scott and Heidi said...

I love that you decided do your half marathon! Britt and I are doing one in September! I haven't ran more than 4 miles, so you are beating me! I miss you, and I miss chanting stupid, stupid, stupid with you at the games :) Have fun in Philly! Loves!

Anonymous said...

just have to say that I went to the gym last week and saw the bottom of some butt cheeks peeking out of this one girl's teeny tiny shorts. I mean, cheeks. Just coming out. I complained at the front desk and the girl behind the desk was like, "Oh yeah, that girl over there? Yeah, we already talked about her behind the counter here." Girls and the gym. Sheesh.