15 December 2007
I Need A House Keeper.
Wish me luck.
In other news, we went to my work staff Christmas party at my boss's house last night. It was tons of fun. I dragged The Mister along and despite his protests he had a wonderful time.
He said that he can't even get his employees to work together at work, let alone want to socialize with each other outside work.
What can I say, we're like a little family at my job. =)
And my secret Santa gift was awesome - Thanks Jen ! You rock !
XO
Bunny
14 December 2007
Retro Music Friday.
This song takes me right back to High School. I hope you enjoy this little trip to back in the day. Feel free to groove as needed. =)
XO
Bunny
08 December 2007
Move Over George.
Introducing Bear Grylls...
( Try not to drool on your keyboards ladies )
Bear hosts is own show on the Discovery channel called Man Vs. Wild. Although my thoughts on his show are that 99.999 % of the world's population will never find
Check it out if you have time. Why just today he was on the Patagonian ice cap in Argentina running around with no clothes on.
( Therese, I bet you're just kicking yourself about the cable in Manhiem. You don't know what you're missing...)
On his blog it says that he works out four hours a day. If I worked out four hours a day I still wouldn't look like Heidi Klum...

Devastatingly handsome, no ?
In other news....my mad baking skills have gone the way of the
passenger pigeon. That's right, extinct.
I made a batch of cookie dough for Christmas and froze them into little balls. The idea being that when I need cookies for the holidays all I would have to do is take them out
and bake. A lot of effort now for very little effort later. My first batch of cookies came out good.
I test baked two very small cookies to see how they were and they passed the Hubby taste test.
Then, as I was feeling very ambitious yesterday, I started on my second batch of cookie dough.
The second batch required a substantial amount of toasted pecans,
which I promptly burned.
At any rate, I may have cookie dough round 2 today.
I'll let you know how they turn out.
XO
Bunny
06 December 2007
My Favorite Christmas Song.
I've loved this song for as long as I can remember. Hope you enjoy it also.
XO
Bunny
05 December 2007
04 December 2007
Where Are My Real Parents And When Are They Coming To Get Me ?
" I don't know." or " I don't care. "
This was my hard and fast rule for a long time, and it usually resulted in me receiving plain old cash for Christmas ( great ! ).
And this rule only applied to my mother as, by and large, the only person my dad Christmas shops for is my mother.
This was a very long, hard lesson for me to learn. Because for a long time when asked this simple, direct question by my mother I would think long and hard about what I wanted and tell her.
And I always wound up with either the complete and total opposite of what I asked for or something my mother seemed to think at the time that I desperately needed.
Isn't repeating the same sequence of actions and expecting a different outcome everytime the clinical definition of insanity ?
Last week she started in again with asking me what I'd like for Christmas. And instead of sticking to my usual answers I ( very foolishly ) told her I'd like a towel warmer** from Brookstone.
This was her answer....
" Sigh.....you always ask for the queerest shit for Christmas...."
So it remains to be seen if I will actually receive said towel warmer for Christmas.
Stay tuned.
XO
Bunny
** Last Christmas I asked for ( and got ) my heated mattress pad. When I told Brock that I was interested in the towel warmer he said " You're all about the warmth, aren't you ? "
01 December 2007
And The Mystery Illness Is........
Reactive Hypoglycemia.
( Don't worry, it's not fatal. )
Basically, my body carries way too much insulin in it. And because I have too much insulin it keeps depressing my glucose level.
When I eat anything (especially things with a lot of sugar) the already too high insulin level kicks in and goes even higher, in turn making my glucose level plummet. So then I have no glucose and crap loads of insulin still hanging around and that is when I feel dizzy, lightheaded, etc.
The Mister and I spent about an hour at the Joslin Diabetes center in Boston yesterday.
They sent in a woman to start the paperwork and do some blood work on me and on the way out she warned us that the Dr. was quite a joker.
She was not kidding.
He was like Andy Rooney on uppers. We were in hysterics almost the entire time we were in there.
The cure is really easy.
1. Get thy fat ass to the gym and put on some muscle ! Building muscle will use up a lot of the excess insulin.
and
2. Watch your sugar and carbs ! I've been living on beef jerky, almonds and Vitamin Water for weeks. I'm going to have to investigate some other options 'cause this is getting a bit boring.
Toward the end of our visit the Dr. told me that my metabolism was wound way too tight.
Brock thought this was the funniest thing he'd heard all year.
Speaking of The Mister, he's out for his weekly " big run " this morning. 18 miles. It's 28 degrees out and the wind it howling......I made him take his cell with him in case he needs me to go pick him up off the side of the road.
Have a good day and stay warm !
XO
Bunny
