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what happens?

I have often wondered what happens when one travels abroad, and gets sick or hurt. What happens when you have a travel emergency?? If you have health insurance, does that cover you while you are in another country?

Have any of you ever been hospitalized in another country while traveling? What happened? Is it a big hassle? I am not sure what makes me wonder this stuff. A friend of ours is traveling to Saudi Arabia for work this month. I am sure his employer would see to it that he was taken care of should something happen. It just seems like it would be an extremely scary situation to be in!!

This needs an easy button!

My mom has been talking about adding me to her insurance policy when we finally get a car. She had called her insurance company to get a quote, and was not really all that happy with the amount they quoted her.

I got online and found this site, insurancespecialists, which allows you to get multiple quotes on ANY kind of insurance. Coolness. I like it when life hands me an easy button! We got a few quotes, and know that when we do get a car, my mom will be switching insurance companies to get the better deal.

I like these comparison type sites. Having no money makes one learn how to be extremely frugal!

The Battle

I went to a class at the gym yesterday called Body Combat. Oy. I can barely move today. There was lots of kicking and punching. It was a fun class, and I TOTALLY see myself doing it again. Just not right now. I have to be real with myself. I go to Body Pump twice a week. I wanted to add in a Combat class, but the truth is? I am still very heavy and I am very uncomfortable doing all of that jumping and bouncing around. People say it won’t always be this way, and I know this…

I am on a mission. A mission to get healthy, to be stronger, and thinner. It is not all about the skinny, as I have accepted the fact that I will never be skinny. But I CAN be thinner and stronger and healthier. I have a long way to go. But I am on my way, and that is what counts.

I want to be able to buy lingerie (ooh la la!), and not plus size lingerie either. While some big girls can rock the lingerie, I can not. I want to be able to wear a tank top without fear of killing someone with my big, fat, flabby arms. And yesterday, in class, I was just ALL over the place with the bouncing. Not good. Today, I am in a TON of pain. I can hardly move.

I was very sore from Pump the day before. Doing back to back classes is not wise for me at this point. I cannot do things that leave me unable to move the next day!

Back to that lingerie thing though? I seriously want to be able to ’slip into something sexy’ once in awhile, yah know? To feel..womanly.. LOL, as silly as that sounds coming from ME! Ha.

Winter

I am SO ready for the cooler weather that we get here in FL in November, December and January. I get to open the windows! I get to do WAY more things outside. I get to wear jeans and socks and long sleeved shirts! Haha.. I am not sure if I miss real winters or not. On one hand, I miss the beauty of the snow. On the other, I do not miss the shoveling, the driving, the ice, all of that not-so-fun stuff that winter brings. I often think “Oh! I miss it so much!”

Then I remember what it is like in WV during the winter. Then I remember what it was like in coastal Massachusetts in the winter. The two places have vastly different winters. Massachusetts is damp and cold. It settles into your bones and chills you from the inside out. It takes a very long time to warm up after you have been out in it for awhile.

In WV, the winters that I remember were bitingly cold. When you walked outside and took a breath, it hurt. It hurt your nasal passages, where everything would just about freeze instantly! (Gross, I know…)
I remember banging my hand on something one time and I SWORE my bones broke under my skin! The air stays dry, and it makes it feel SO much colder. My hands and face were always chapped.

It is hard to miss a season that does that to you!!

And let’s not talk about the ice. In Massachusetts, being on the coast meant that the temperature was always a few degrees warmer. So while Boston was pelted with snow, we got the rain. Sometimes the snow would come, freezing everything under its blanket of white. That was always fun…I would forget about the hours of rain prior to the snow. The next morning I would go bolting out the door, only to land squarely on my rump.

One particular winter, I think it was 1993, we had lots of rain. I was mad because I wanted snow. My parents were away on a cruise. They had finally received the check for my Dad’s social security disability, (back paid almost 3 years) and after catching up on the mortgage and other bills, took some much needed down time for themselves. So while they were relaxing in the Caymans, I was in our house FREEZING to death because after all of that rain, it snowed.

And snowed. And then, it rained again. A lot. I wish I had taken pictures. Everything was covered in inches of ice. We had no power, no heat. It took a long time to thaw out.

I am too old for that crap. I am not up to dealing with losing power and heat in the dead of winter! My blood is too thin!

Which is why FL winters are so awesome! NO SNOW!

Beach!

I love going to the beach. However, there are aspects of it that I do not like. Of course, those aspects have to do with other people, NOT with the beach! People are rude. When we go, I make it a point not to set up my umbrella right in front of someone. I also try to leave some space around people. I do not just plop down right on top of someone.

I bring some old grocery bags to secure garbage with. And when T was still smoking, he always made sure not to leave his butts in the sand. I cannot tell you how much that annoys me. The other day, while at the beach, a few older men that were seated near us lit up cigars. I watched them, scrutinized them really, hoping that they would not just leave them on the beach.

They did not. One of the guys had a soda can with the top cut off, they were even attempting ash taps into the can, although the wind took care of that more often than not. I almost thanked them on our way out to the car. I hate when M picks up something like that. Gross! She used to pick up cigarette butts all the time asking if they were Daddy’s!

Nice to see that some people still do the right thing.

I just cannot live without Survivor and Football…

When we were digging around in our storage unit a few weeks ago, I came to the realization that we no longer have any televisions! We went from having 3 tv’s, to having none. The one that was in the bedroom is still there I think. And the one that was M’s was on it’s last legs anyhow. Not sure what happened to that one. The one that we had in the living room had a flat screen, but it was HUGE and heavy. You can get a nice lcd tv now for what we paid for that monstrosity.

I have been reading over some tv reviews, but it really seems like a personal preference sort of thing. Do you have an HD flat panel tv? Which one do you have and what made you choose it? That kind of purchase is way far off for us, but it is still a purchase that will be made at some point one way or the other.

Forgotten

There are some things that got left behind at the house, and yes, I know, they are just things. They were MY things though, and I wish that I had remembered to take them. One of those items is an afghan that my Nanny had made years ago when I was a kid.

The second item was one of my outdoor chaise lounges. My mom had given it to me. It was awesome. The one that I had prior to that was made out of PVC. We were expecting a hurricane one summer and I tossed it in the pool. It filled with water and never completely drained. We tried to get it apart, but there was just no way, and it started to smell after awhile! Needless to say, it went to the dump.

The newer one though, was very nice and very sturdy. I kept the cushion in the garage unless I was using it to keep it from getting rotted out by the sun and the heat. It is still out there, although I am not sure what happened to the cushion.

Seems silly really, to miss a chair. Down right ridiculous actually, seeing as I can always just get another. The afghan though, is something that cannot be replaced….

:(

Peaceful easy feeling

I had a dream last night that I was snorkeling and I found an old fashioned chest full of gold bullion, jewels, and old artifacts. How cool would that be?

I have not actually been snorkeling, not since moving to Florida. How sad. We were at the beach yesterday and saw several people out in the water snorkeling. T promised me a long time ago that he would take me to the Keys. I do not care how broke we are, I am holding him to that! I WILL get there, some day!

I know that I would never find treasure, but snorkeling it seems like such a peaceful thing to do. The water was very clear yesterday. We spent a lot of time watching fish of all shapes and sizes swim around us. I was also able to see a rather large group of stingrays coming towards us. We backed it up a bit, and watched them swim by. It is interesting to observe them. They are very graceful. I look forward to snorkeling in the Keys someday.. Have you ever been snorkeling? If so, where? Did you see anything super cool??

Letting go

I was going through some paper work in the closet this morning. I found the certification from my diamond ring. I wish that I could say that I had more certified diamonds, as they ARE a girls best friend, after all. Ha! However, I only had that one ring, and I will never see that again, so I tossed the paper work for it. It made me so sad. There are constant reminders of what I have lost everywhere. It is so emotionally draining. I am trying to just leave it all in the past though. There is no sense in going back, as none of it can be changed.

It is also so very hard to look to the future. It seems so bleak. No jobs, no unemployment, just endless struggling. I know that at some point it will all work itself out, but for me, the hard part is just trudging through each day. I want to be able to ENJOY each day. I feel as though I am cheating myself by not fully embracing each day and all that it has to offer. I am sick of having the attitude that ‘Any day on this side of the dirt is a good day!’

While that is certainly true, it is a mundane way to exist. And I am tired of just ‘existing’. I want to LIVE. And I cannot DO that with both of us not working and living with my mother.

*sigh*

Weight

I hate that word. So much hangs on that single word for me. I have an upcoming docs visit for blood work. I hate going because I have to weigh in and see just how far I am tipping the scales. I simply do not have a choice though, because my levels need to be monitored (remember, I have hypothyroidism) so that adjustments can be made to my meds, if necessary. The doc says that I should be losing weight by now, since the medicine is working, and most of my other symptoms have been alleviated.

However, that is not happening. It is the same as always. I eat right, I am exercising. I lose, on average, about 2 pounds a week until I hit 10 pounds, and then it stops. It is frustrating. I am doing Body Pump twice a week. I get in some cardio when I can. I am doing 10 minutes of core/ab exercises a day. I feel taller, leaner, more aware of my posture. I feel great on most days. I can feel a difference….under all of the fat. It is time to step it up.

I am adding a Body Combat class to my weekly exercise regimen. I need to eat BETTER than I do currently. Improvements can be made. I hate to sound like I am full of excuses, but money is SO tight here. We run out of food and I am left scrambling, oftentimes creating meals that are not really what I should be eating. In that case, I keep my portions small, drink lots of water and try to ALWAYS have salad fixings on hand.

I also need to make it a priority to get in at least 30 minutes of cardio each day. I mean, it is 30 minutes! No excuses. I just have to make it so.