resist temptation.

The candy drawer contained a huge bag of pb cups today. After eating a couple, I decided it might help to write 43 Things entry, and then I found this old goal of mine. It helped me to read my previous entries. So far since then, I’ve been able to resist the irresistable in spite of a slow afternoon. 19 months ago

her: “were you home all day today, like you were yesterday, except the two hours when the cleaning people were here?”

me: “No, and I don’t know why you make these assumptions.”

her: “Why didn’t you mow the lawn?”

me: “I have two teenagers who mow the lawn?”

her: “They are tied up all weekend?”

me: “I think they can manage their time.”

tick tick tick

I’ll be living somewhere else soon enough. 3 years ago

is today. motherofmychildren has not mentioned it to me, so I assume she does not care if I know or if I go.

putting the fun back in dysfunctional.

I’m going. I know my sons’ classes and teachers and will meet with them. I can be a better parent. 3 years ago

I’m hearing crickets when I try to communicate with someone I care about.

I’m downhearted now.

... maybe it’s not me.

This is a rough time for me.

Perhaps she’s sick. Perhaps she’s in the hospital from an injury. Perhaps her cell phone is missing.

update: oh, ^{never mind.} it’s not about me. It was a busy day in a new job training thing. no phone or txt or …

:) 3 years ago

motherofmychildren attended the High School open house for parents to meet the teachers, but didn’t tell me it was scheduled.

I’m sure they think I don’t care, because I would have changed my plans and attended last night if I had known.

So, I have to own my interaction with the school. I will. 3 years ago

is it rude to give someone a divorce for their birthday?

Mrsbill’s birthday is Saturday.

I mean, we’re at the end.

Still, I think it’s rude.

Your opinions? comments? 3 years ago

...that I’m not even gonna look in the candy drawer at work this afternoon. I want to keep candy out of sight and out of mind. I’m hoping this will help me resist temptation, just for today.

Update @8:30pm

THE GOOD NEWS:
I did not look into the candy drawer, and successfully resisted the temptation to eat candy at work.

THE BAD NEWS:
After work, I went to dinner with a friend at a buffet restaurant, and was so hungry that I could not resist the temptation to eat too much. Sigh. At least I ate more nutritious food than just candy. 3 years ago

Son A called me to ask when I was coming home to IL. I said, “this Saturday, and home for a few weeks.”

Me: “did you get your driver licenses yet?”
Him: “we need our social security cards and mom says you have them locked in the safe and won’t give them to her.”
Me: “No, not true at all, and she didn’t ask me for them, either.”
Him: “I’m not going to be in the middle of this arguement”
Me: “You’re right. I’ll tell mom where they are”

And, so it begins. Perhaps this is just an silly case of a misunderstanding.

It is true I have a safe in the basement, and that I’m the only one with the combination, but that’s because there are guns there and I don’t want to wonder if someone has opened it or not.

Note to self: also, time to sell most of the gun collection off. My kids are never going to be hunters, and I’m not worried about “come the revolution” or “what if we’re invaded.” Perhaps there are $5K worth in there? More?

That would pay for a paint job on the Porsche. 4 years ago

“it takes a lot of balls to tell the certified nutritionist she’s wrong” -mrsbill

The well-meaning but “rules of thumb are there for a reason” nutritionist said you should throw out anything made with mayonnaise after two hours.

I get it completely that if you make macaroni salad or potato salad and put it on the family reunion picnic table in 105 degree weather for 8 hours, you could have a problem.

But I disagree that if you put mayo on a ham and cheese wrap and put that in a plastic bag and put that in a paper bag and put that in a lunch box in a backpack and put that in a school locker for 3 hours where the school is air conditioned, it will not go bad on you. And it won’t suddenly go bad at 120 minutes. It’s not “fine as frog’s hair” at 9:55 and “deadly as oleander” at 10:05.

I asked about foods like salami which hang up in the store deli department to dry for months… do they go bad?

I also talked about food spoilage after it’s been boiled for 8 hours. It’s hard for a covered pot of chicken stock to “go bad” after it’s been boiled for 8 hours.

“Bill, you might have worked in a microbiology lab but that was almost 40 years ago.”

Yes, and the point is that I DID work in a Microbiology lab and I do know something about microbiology.

Must have a lot of balls to call a professional out on a rule of thumb.

Don’t get me started on “a figure of merit” calculating units of insulin to the .1 dosage for things we estimate (carbos) with a precision of “shovelful” or “scoop”.

Maybe I had just had enough of the diabetes talk that day. 4 years ago

Yesterday I posted that “Looks like I picked a bad week to give up drinking wine”.

Mrsbill was being particularly critical of my help in preparing dinner, so I let her do the cooking. The gas grill was not cooking well, so she asked me to change the propane bottle, which I did , but the grill continued to sputter. Dinner was later than she planned, and I was wrong to suggest we sear the steak on a saute pan to finish it off.

Also, she wanted me to figure out Alex’s carbos for the evening meal to make sure he has approx 90 g of carbo (also known as 6 ‘choices’ of 15 grams each). I called Alex to the kitchen and gave him the carbo book and asked him to tell me how many carbos were going to be in his dinner. We added the numbers up and added items (peas, bread) to his dinner until he had 6. I think Alex can do that, and I coached him. That did not please mrsbill at all.

That lead me to being called an asshole. And to my comment, “why do you think I have to stand for comments like that?” and her reply “well, you have to” and “It’s is miserable when you come here.” And to my comment, “I don’t call you the things I think you are because that would be rude.”

There, I said it. “I would be rude if I told you what I thought.” Ha. I bet that set her off. If she figured it out.

I’m beginning to think she does not like having me around.

Cheers. One glass of wine. 4 years ago