Usually I try to keep my blogs light and funny and I apologize because this one isn't. Last night we went to dinner at Oceana at the Marriott Long Wharf in Boston. As we walked in we noticed candles and flowers out front like a vigil. I asked the hostess what had happened. A young man and his girlfriend were staying at the hotel in February, he went outside to smoke around 2:20 in the morning, the hotel cameras show him leaving the hotel, and no one has ever seen him again. He was only 25. This story makes me immensely sad and reminds me of a similar story I had seen on 48 hours or Dateline or one of those shows. A young man in medical school was meeting his girlfriend and friends in the Bahamas for spring break and the night before he left to fly down he went to a bar in Columbus, OH. The bar was on the second floor and the cameras show him going up the escalator and entering the bar and he was never seen again. There is no footage of him leaving the bar. I saw the same thing on another show where a young woman went to a bar, they have her on camera, they have her leaving alone and the police found her car on the side of the road. No one has seen her since she left the bar.
Paul makes fun of me for always locking the doors, but it scares me to think that a person can just disappear. I would never want my family to go through that pain and suffering of not knowing what happened to me. I would think losing a child to illness or disease or an accident would be terrible, but to lose a child and have no closure and no knowledge of what happened to your child would be gut wrenchingly awful.
I heard on the radio that divers off the coast of Aruba may have found skeletal remains in the water. I am prayerful that it is Natalie Holloway so that her poor parents can have some closure in their lives.
Enough sadness. I am going to go outside and enjoy this gorgeous 70 degree day before it starts raining again tomorrow.
Be safe everyone!
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Fat girls, fat girls...whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
I've been hearing on the radio this week about this woman who wants to become the world's fattest woman. She currently weighs 550 lbs. and wants to get to a 1000 lbs. Her name is Donna Simpson and surprise, surprise she's from New Jersey (why does every trashy reality tv loser wannabe hail from NJ???). She already holds the record for the world's fattest mom (I'm sure her kids are proud). Hindering her quest for glory...running after her daughter (age3) is giving her too much physical activity and keeping her weight down. Let's explore something disturbing for a moment...some man had sex with this fat ass. AND she's currently married to a man who weighs 150 lbs. He is a self professed fat admirer. I'm not sure how its physically possible for him to A) have sex with her and B) I'd imagine she'd have a little cheese in her fat rolls (stanky!) She has a website where people can pay to watch her be fat.
Granted I have gained a LOT of weight in the last 5 years, but I would hope that someone would shoot me before I weighed 600 lbs. I wouldn't even be able to move!
The other part that pisses me off is that morbidly obese people typically don't work and go on disability. I will be so pissed if our tax dollars pay for this woman to be fat. I think the state of NJ should tell this woman right now that she is NOT eligible for SSI or SSDI if she chooses to try and become the world's fattest woman. What lessons is she teaching her children? I'm sure her 14 year old son is wicked proud of his mom and I'm sure his friends don't make fun of him at all.
In the spirit of me not becoming the world's fattest woman I've been working out! Paul and I went to the gym Tuesday before work and I've been running...okay, jogging...okay 8 minutes of jogging with 22 minutes of walking for the past 2 days. I'm doing the couch to 5k podcast from Itunes. The guy speaking cracks my ass up especially when during the 5th interval of running he prefices it with "You should be feeling the effects of your running, but should not feel out of breath or tired." By this interval I'm wheezing like an asthmatic, could sleep on the side of the road, trying not to throw up, and am DEFINITELY feeling the effects of my running. I also know that people drive by and laugh at me because I run so slow that a good fast paced walker could pass me. And I always laugh at those people when I see them "jogging." (I'm a bad person, I know)
In other paranormal news...I went to a "mock" investigation last weekend and scared the shit out of myself. We were practicing EVP work and sitting in the dark and after I got over my initial omg we're in the dark panic and calmed down I then thought I saw something walk by the window and almost peed on the sofa! I thought I held myself together pretty well and my coping skills allow me to talk myself down from full blown cardiac arrest to mild fast breathing. It was fun though and I learned how to use some cool stuff. I'm excited for our first real investigation. Hopefully I don't run screaming from the building or am found in the fetal position in a corner somewhere.
Peace out!
Granted I have gained a LOT of weight in the last 5 years, but I would hope that someone would shoot me before I weighed 600 lbs. I wouldn't even be able to move!
The other part that pisses me off is that morbidly obese people typically don't work and go on disability. I will be so pissed if our tax dollars pay for this woman to be fat. I think the state of NJ should tell this woman right now that she is NOT eligible for SSI or SSDI if she chooses to try and become the world's fattest woman. What lessons is she teaching her children? I'm sure her 14 year old son is wicked proud of his mom and I'm sure his friends don't make fun of him at all.
In the spirit of me not becoming the world's fattest woman I've been working out! Paul and I went to the gym Tuesday before work and I've been running...okay, jogging...okay 8 minutes of jogging with 22 minutes of walking for the past 2 days. I'm doing the couch to 5k podcast from Itunes. The guy speaking cracks my ass up especially when during the 5th interval of running he prefices it with "You should be feeling the effects of your running, but should not feel out of breath or tired." By this interval I'm wheezing like an asthmatic, could sleep on the side of the road, trying not to throw up, and am DEFINITELY feeling the effects of my running. I also know that people drive by and laugh at me because I run so slow that a good fast paced walker could pass me. And I always laugh at those people when I see them "jogging." (I'm a bad person, I know)
In other paranormal news...I went to a "mock" investigation last weekend and scared the shit out of myself. We were practicing EVP work and sitting in the dark and after I got over my initial omg we're in the dark panic and calmed down I then thought I saw something walk by the window and almost peed on the sofa! I thought I held myself together pretty well and my coping skills allow me to talk myself down from full blown cardiac arrest to mild fast breathing. It was fun though and I learned how to use some cool stuff. I'm excited for our first real investigation. Hopefully I don't run screaming from the building or am found in the fetal position in a corner somewhere.
Peace out!
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Ouija boards are bad
Wow...it's been a long time since I've blogged on here! I guess getting married, settling down, renovating a house, and starting a new job had not left me much time for adventures. Although getting married, settling down, renovating a house, and starting a new job is an adventure in itself for sure. Living in MA has been an experience. We ain't in GA no more! My overall impression of MA is that Boston is an amazing city, people here (for the most part) are rude and in a hurry, and I've never seen such terrible drivers. Perhaps its the fact that there are no lines in the pot hole covered roads that make them so cranky, but I've lived anywhere that its acceptable to just pull out into the road and wait for someone coming from the other direction to stop so you can pull in front of them meanwhile causing the traffic in the lane you are blocking to begin backing up. I of course NEVER let anyone get in front of me if they've done such an asinine thing. I have met some really good people and definitely think I'll have some really cool adventures while we're up here.
Have you heard of the website meetup.com? It's a way to meet people who share your same interests. I started a photography meetup and then let someone else take it over mostly because I didn't want to pay for it anymore. Or plan the events. Last fall I also joined a paranormal meetup, but didn't go to any meetings. I went to the paranormal groups website and they have openings for investigators so I applied and didn't hear anything so I kind of forgot about it. In January I got a call and went through 2 interviews and got picked to be an investigator! Last week I went to my first meeting with this group and it was really interesting! WThe meetup topics covered were ouija boards, tarot cards, and television shows. Apparently ouija boards are bad. My parents, in their infinite wisdom, bought me one when I was in middle school. I made a comment about how it was good tomorrow was garbage day, but found out that apparently you aren't just supposed to throw ouija boards away! There's some kind of ritual involved to get rid of a ouija board that may or may not involved burying it. I can tell you what there ain't no way I'm burying that thing on my property. I'll have to sneak onto my neighbors property (the ones with the dog that barks all thet time) and bury it over there. The entire drive home from my meeting I thought about this stupid ouija board! My mom does not feel I'll be able to go into a "haunted" house to investigate and Paul thinks the night may end with me peeing on myself and running out of the house screaming, but I think I can be a little braver than that. Granted we watched Paranormal Activity 3 weeks ago and I am still scared that something is going to grab my leg during the night and drag me out of the bed, but regardless. It'll be okay. The other investigators are really nice and really funny and we are having a mock investigation tonight to go over equipment, etc. I think my first real investigation is going to be in April.
Other than that I'm still fat. I've lost no weight and have actually gained weight. Recently I started changing my diet and am trying to add working out into the mix, but its the damn wine. I love the wine! I know this love is not going to aid in my weight loss. I've been tossing around the idea of calorie counting and we'll see how that goes. I just don't want to get pregnant again and weigh so much! We'll be heading off to the gym soon.
It's a damp, rainy day here in MA and I can't wait for spring to get here!
Have you heard of the website meetup.com? It's a way to meet people who share your same interests. I started a photography meetup and then let someone else take it over mostly because I didn't want to pay for it anymore. Or plan the events. Last fall I also joined a paranormal meetup, but didn't go to any meetings. I went to the paranormal groups website and they have openings for investigators so I applied and didn't hear anything so I kind of forgot about it. In January I got a call and went through 2 interviews and got picked to be an investigator! Last week I went to my first meeting with this group and it was really interesting! WThe meetup topics covered were ouija boards, tarot cards, and television shows. Apparently ouija boards are bad. My parents, in their infinite wisdom, bought me one when I was in middle school. I made a comment about how it was good tomorrow was garbage day, but found out that apparently you aren't just supposed to throw ouija boards away! There's some kind of ritual involved to get rid of a ouija board that may or may not involved burying it. I can tell you what there ain't no way I'm burying that thing on my property. I'll have to sneak onto my neighbors property (the ones with the dog that barks all thet time) and bury it over there. The entire drive home from my meeting I thought about this stupid ouija board! My mom does not feel I'll be able to go into a "haunted" house to investigate and Paul thinks the night may end with me peeing on myself and running out of the house screaming, but I think I can be a little braver than that. Granted we watched Paranormal Activity 3 weeks ago and I am still scared that something is going to grab my leg during the night and drag me out of the bed, but regardless. It'll be okay. The other investigators are really nice and really funny and we are having a mock investigation tonight to go over equipment, etc. I think my first real investigation is going to be in April.
Other than that I'm still fat. I've lost no weight and have actually gained weight. Recently I started changing my diet and am trying to add working out into the mix, but its the damn wine. I love the wine! I know this love is not going to aid in my weight loss. I've been tossing around the idea of calorie counting and we'll see how that goes. I just don't want to get pregnant again and weigh so much! We'll be heading off to the gym soon.
It's a damp, rainy day here in MA and I can't wait for spring to get here!
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