I wonder if I’ll ever run out of witty, obscure quotes to use as my post titles?

I’m so hip I can’t see past my pelvis.

I’m feeling better this morning. Not perfect, but better. I took some NyQuil last night and went to bed around 10. I still feel as though I’m working on reduced lung capacity over here, but I’ve drugged myself up and I’m not coughing nearly as bad. Which helps a lot. See, with the tension and pain in my neck every time I coughed it would make my neck hurt more. And my ribs, which were sore from coughing AND my workouts with Maya.

Wonder if I should attempt one of those today? I really want to. I’m enjoying the hell out of my workouts, even though I’m sure I look like a complete fool doing some of them. I feel healthier already. Largely the placebo effect, I’m sure, but I feel like I”m taking back control of my physical well being again. I haven’t had a cigarette since yesterday afternoon because of the whole chest cold thing, and I might just go ahead and stay off of them. I was planning on doing so after this weekend anyway, but if I go a few days without because it hurts to smoke I could use it as a head start.

We’ll see.

I honestly forgot how easy it was to follow the Weight Watchers program. Seriously. I’ve journaled everything that has gone into my mouth over the course of the last few days, and with only 3 days left in the week I still have 22 FLEX points left to use (for those not on program, that’s a bank of extra points you can use throughout the course of the week). I’ve easily been getting in all of my water and earning extra points to use every day with exercise. I’m wearing a pair of shorts that was uncomfortably tight last week and while it’s still snug it’s not nearly as bad.

In other words, I really think I’m back on track now. I’ve said it in the past, but that has usually lasted about as long as it took me to make the post. This weekend in Jacksonville is going to be a challenge, but I think I can enjoy myself without going overboard. We’re only looking at going to one buffet, and that isn’t even a definite yet.

Mom gave me a Showtime Rotisserie Grill the other day. I realize that Ron Popeil is pretty much the king of cheesy inventions, but this thing really works well. So far I’ve made a chicken and some yummy herb crusted pork chops. I’m really curious to see how it will handle a roast, too. I’ve got one in the freezer. Maybe I’ll take it out and give it a whirl for dinner tomorrow night.

I have to admit, though, that the concept of a “flavor injector” kind of weirds me out, and ol’ Ron still sell the Hair in a can stuff. That rocks.

I’d write about Teri Schaivo, but I really haven’t got the energy to go through it all. Suffice it to say that the way our elected officials are choosing to handle this situation is yet another in a long line signs that the will of the people is systematically being removed from our government. It’s brilliant, really. They keep doing it on hot button issues that people are going to get emotional over and agree to without thinking through the consequences. Well, they do on a Federal level anyway. Here in Florida they just look us right in the face and tell use that we don’t know any better. Oh, you didn’t really want that high speed rail system, and that whole minimum wage thing? We know what you really wanted when you voted for it. I don’t know what’s more shocking. The fact that they are getting away with it, or the fact that people don’t seem to notice or care.

What does that have to do with Terri (as if I know her or something)? Nothing really. I got off on a tangent. My thoughts, in brief sentences…

The assholes that are standing outside of the Hospice in Pinellas Park and using BULLHORNS to get their message across need to be arrested. There are seventy-one other people in that building trying to die with dignity, and those shitheads are making it nearly impossible to do so. At least one person was prevented from being at her Grandfather’s side when he died because of the extra security that this situation has forced the Hospice to adopt (story here). The Schindlers should tell them to go home, but instead….

No, not going there.

Oh, in case you didn’t notice it amongst all the Terri Schaivo stuff, the worst school shooting since Columbine High School happened yesterday. The top story on CNN.com at this moment, though, is that the U.S. District Court in Atlanta voted 2 to 1 against reinserting the feeding tube.

Yeah. Proiorities. I guess if you kill 16 people in a school on an Indian Reservation it’s not as important as killing 14 in a predominantly white suburban school.

Last night, at Alex’s baseball game, some asshat relative of a player from the opposite team was heckling the players on our team. This is strictly against leage rules. This is an instructional league. Then my nephew (who was coaching last night due to illness on my Brother-In-Law’s part) overheard him say that A. runs like a girl. God damn I hate people some times. F. got in the guy’s face about it and fortunately A. didn’t hear any of it, but still. A. is humiliated and discouraged enough by the fact that their team hasn’t won a single game nor has he had a successful at bat. The last thing he needs is some jagoff making fun of him.

Ok, I’m realizing that this post has degraded into a pissy, angry one. Emotions boiling under the surface anyone?

I need to go snuggle up next to K. for a few.