I just received a letter in the mail from a company that I was trying to get a life insurance policy through. They decided not to insure me because of (my less than one year) history of anxiety, labwork, and my medical file from my PCM. I hardly think my managed anxiety is going to be the death of me within the next 20 years. As for my medical file, in October 2009 when I went in for a general physical, the doctor's office called me back a few days later to tell me that some count in my liver was too high. I was told not to drink alcohol, which I rarely do, and not to take Tylenol for pain relief. Next time I went in, bloodwork came out fine. Marshall is going to help me figure out who I need to call to get the specifics. If there is something else that is obviously more serious, creating cause for this rejection, I would like to know what it is.
Grumble, grumble.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Weekend Away
We're currently at Marshall's parents' house for the weekend, the first away from our house since Thanksgiving. So far it is very relaxing (just what I needed). We're going to a Mexican restaurant for dinner. No sangria for me. We'll be home tomorrow afternoon.
It is difficult for me to be idle. I'm always trying to plan something, and right now I feel like I have nothing to plan. This is good practice for me to stop and smell the roses.
It is difficult for me to be idle. I'm always trying to plan something, and right now I feel like I have nothing to plan. This is good practice for me to stop and smell the roses.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Before the Dawn
This week my WW goal has been to exercise more because I know that activity can make gradual changes and have dramatic results. Monday night I did a 50 minute Pilates DVD. Afterwards Marshall was my personal trainer, and I did 25 minutes of strength training. Tuesday and Wednesday mornings I have gone for a walk from 6:00-6:45am. Then I shower, and get ready for work. I'm going out again tomorrow too. I'm going to try to walk every morning Monday through Friday. I like the alone time and being able to just focus on myself. This also means that I need to be going to bed earlier too, which is a plus. I'm really happy. :D
The Scheme Behind the Smile
I'm trying to plump up the production manager at work. The End.
Just kidding. Here's the full story. :)
In January, 16 people at my work started a weight loss contest to see who could lose the most percentage of body weight by April 4th. Each contestant put $25 in the pot, and winner takes all. The production manager is a guy who definitely knows how to exercise and lose weight. It just so happens that this past Monday was his birthday. A week prior I came up with a great scheme!
Sunday night I went to The Cheesecake Factory and chose this tall cheesecake with alternating layers of Reese's peanut butter cups, cheesecake and fudge cake. It was breath-taking to say the least. I took it home and put it in the fridge. Before going to bed I brought out my glass cake stand with the dome top and a small light blue plate that would fit inside.
Monday morning I arrived at work at 7am, well before Chris gets there around 8am, so I could set up my display. He walks into his office and sees this cheesecake on the plate inside the cake display, which had curled ribbon around the handle at the top. Braced against this marvel is a birthday card that everyone had signed the previous Friday.
Did I want Chris to have a good birthday at work? Of course. Did I want to help draw some extra attention his way on his special day? Of course. Did I want to trap him into not being able to resist eating hundreds of calories of cheesecake, knowing that he would probably be going out to dinner that night with his family and have cake and ice cream too? Of course!!! He managed to eat half of it (which was still about 500 calories), and offered the rest to Mario, the evening supervisor who loves any dessert that is brought in. Other than Chris eating it all and complaining the next day that his pants were a little tighter, this was the best result I could get. I consider it a success! *scheming giggle
Just kidding. Here's the full story. :)
In January, 16 people at my work started a weight loss contest to see who could lose the most percentage of body weight by April 4th. Each contestant put $25 in the pot, and winner takes all. The production manager is a guy who definitely knows how to exercise and lose weight. It just so happens that this past Monday was his birthday. A week prior I came up with a great scheme!
Sunday night I went to The Cheesecake Factory and chose this tall cheesecake with alternating layers of Reese's peanut butter cups, cheesecake and fudge cake. It was breath-taking to say the least. I took it home and put it in the fridge. Before going to bed I brought out my glass cake stand with the dome top and a small light blue plate that would fit inside.
Monday morning I arrived at work at 7am, well before Chris gets there around 8am, so I could set up my display. He walks into his office and sees this cheesecake on the plate inside the cake display, which had curled ribbon around the handle at the top. Braced against this marvel is a birthday card that everyone had signed the previous Friday.
Did I want Chris to have a good birthday at work? Of course. Did I want to help draw some extra attention his way on his special day? Of course. Did I want to trap him into not being able to resist eating hundreds of calories of cheesecake, knowing that he would probably be going out to dinner that night with his family and have cake and ice cream too? Of course!!! He managed to eat half of it (which was still about 500 calories), and offered the rest to Mario, the evening supervisor who loves any dessert that is brought in. Other than Chris eating it all and complaining the next day that his pants were a little tighter, this was the best result I could get. I consider it a success! *scheming giggle
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