What the world eats

I've posted this before, but Mark's Daily Apple reminded me of it again. These pictures from Time magazine show what people around the world eat in a week. Fascinating!

Oh Arlington... I kind of miss you in a twisted way

HahahaHAAAA! If you have ever lived in Arlington, you will appreciate this...

Updates

I just realized it's been over a week since I posted. Shame! Truth is that I didn't want to slay you all with boredom. I have nothing much to tell. My partner in crime is deployed, my motivation for pretty much everything is in the shitter and I'd rather stay silent than spew such negativity out into the universe. My scan went ok - I'm still cancer free - yay. It's been really hot here - last week the trade winds died off and the heat was stifling. As a result I've been driving A's car around everywhere and ignoring my own since the a/c doesn't work in it. And nothing screws up your day like sweating your balls off in the car on the way home to your house, which is also like an armpit. Workouts? What are those? I can't believe I'm even saying this, but I've struggled to get even three good workouts in a week. It is really unlike me. I have no idea what is wrong with me? I am just chalking it up to a phase and rolling with it. I figure the motivation will come back when it does. Same goes for my diet... I was going along just fine, things were going well and then bam a couple of weeks ago I was back to the horrendous habits that have taken over since ... well, basically since I moved here but have sort of gotten worse since the wedding. See? Nothing great to tell you! What are all of YOU up to??

Low Iodine Drudgery (LID)

Well y'all, I'm on the LID again for my whole-body scan next week and this time it feels harrrrd. I really want some eggs and bacon or a bit of yogurt or some butter on my broccoli or a nice piece of salmon. I don't remember it being this hard last year or the first time. Of course, the first time I was out of my mind hypo and didn't know what the heck was going on much less what foods I was missing. I had the metabolism of a small dead snail... getting off the couch was a monumental task - I could hardly even poop, hypothetically speaking. I am thankful at least that I don't have to "go hypo" again ... as long as my scans are clean. Today I go get bloodwork done to confirm I'm not pregnant (even though it would be the immaculate conception since A's been deployed a whole month now). Then on Monday I get a Thyrogen shot, Tuesday another Thyrogen shot, Wednesday I get the radioactive iodine, Thursday I marinate and Friday is the scan.

In other news, I was up at 3:45 this morning to get to work by 4:30 for a VTC. There is definitely a nap in my future. Right after I go get this blood drawn. Good thing is I get to leave here at 12:30. And I got a stellar parking spot. Parking at Camp Smith where I work is a nightmare. Camp Smith is basically the top of a big hill, so all the parking is on the street along the hillside ... and it's STEEP! You have to hike up that every day in the sweltering afternoon humidity to get to your car. Not today though! I got to park in the tiny lot right next to the building. I was shocked that all of the spots across the street from the front door (the Rock Star parking) were already taken when I got here at 4:30. Egads.

And the best part is you can wear your bikini to the grocery store and nobody bats an eye.

Sometimes I really love living in Hawaii. I mean, ok, the roads are shit and full of potholes, spam is considered a delicacy and on the weekends I often have to go sit in the car just to feel cool air on my skin because WE DON'T HAVE AIR CONDITIONING. But! I live less than a five minute drive from this:

Kailua Beach

Yes it really is that pretty...

And yes the water really is that blue.

I know it looks fake, but this is me and Adam standing there at Kailua beach,

for reals, look at the water!

I've been going there pretty frequently the last couple of weeks. Last week we were in our big military exercise and I was working on the mid-shift from noon to 8:30. I was actually really enjoying the schedule. I got to wake up naturally, no alarm, usually around 6:30 and head straight over to the beach where I walked for about an hour along the shore. Then come home, have a nice breakfast, get ready for work, take care of the plants, run a couple of errands and whatever else before going to work at noon.

Man, it was a long week though... a long couple of weeks. I was basically working from the previous Sunday all the way through to last Friday cause I traveled to Miami that Sunday... I hate traveling for work! And the evil bastards are going to make me go on a trip right when A gets back from his deployment it looks like. If only I could quit this job and open a gym or a spa.

I spent the holiday weekend at the beach and watching marathon sessions of the Tudors second season. So good! And now it's back to the grind.

I want to poke my eyes out with a spork.

Ugh. I'm at wooorrrrkkk. On SUNDAY. It's depressing. And wrong. I hate this job! I want to quit so bad, but what would I do? I still have 4.5 more hours here. I'm in a terrible mood today on top of it. Just ugh.

I could be dreaming this too...

Still in Miami. Still jetlagged. Ugh! When my alarm went off this morning I thought I'll just lay here for 5 more minutes. Of course I fell asleep again, but I was having a very vivid dream that I got up and was getting ready! So I kept on sleeping. Cause my brain thought I was up. We're on a short break right now and I'm debating whether I should go get something real for breakfast instead of the pastries the conference is serving. I'm not super hungry but lunch is not till 1... Ok, food it is.