So earlier I mentioned something that's pretty inane, but still important to me. That's my sliiight love for all things honey. Strange, probably. But you name it, and if it has honey in it chances are I love it. There's good reasons for it too. As I'm typing this I'm having an iced tea that was brewed with honey made from a local apiary. For anyone who suffers hay-fever or allergies locally made honey can be a blessing. Being made from the available pollens a teaspoon a day for two weeks is the same as a vaccination for your allergies. I'm sure you could look up all the different benefits on your own and be as amazed or underwhelmed as you want.
The point is; alcohols, desserts, breakfasts, sugar substitutes, blah blah blah, it's just good to have a jar handy if you need a snack that's moderately healthy / cheap / or lacking something.
By far though, the best use for the, very literal, liquid gold? Mead. Drink of the ancestors and gods. However, I'll leave you to look that viking tradition up yourself as well.
/nerdery
About Me
- Vic Viking
- Nacogdoches, Texas, United States
- Ranting, ravings, confusion, and confrontations! Hey, it's all part of the fun. I blog for me, but if you want to get to know me, then all you have to do is blog for you.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Promotion! (Of Earthbound Causes)
Working out, making money, bettering one's self...it ain't easy dammit!
So I weighed myself on what I was sure was a broken scale last night, can anyone guess what it said? 340lbs...that's 154 kg. That. Is. Insane. But, it's the price I pay for such a leisurely lifestyle, which has only happened in the last two months to be honest. It's a wake up call though, little work other than driving for groceries and eating full meals has it's pitfalls, mostly the way it turns my stomach into a pit that falls below my waist. Of course I think to myself: but if I had a job I'd be making money, if I had money I'd buy a bicycle, if I had a bicycle I'd save on fuel, and it would create a much better life.
Anyone else see the problem with that? It all hinges on me getting a job.
Well, it shouldn't be too much longer till someone sees me as employable. Just a week ago I graduated CNA training and am fully licensed. So it's been reapply reapply reapply everywhere I have previously that isn't minimum wage. And had a bit of a emboldening stroke from two places I very much want to work. Memorial and Medical Hospitals in Nacogdoches. With any luck (if there is such a thing anymore) I'll have a job by the start of the month; working 12 hours a day for 4 days a week. As a friend of mine said in her blog (who'll probably be the only one to read this) money money money!
And with money comes honey and with honey comes good things in life. Mainly because I have an obsessive passion for honey that far outweighs a healthy taste for the liquid gold. It'd delicious! Healthy even. Next blog I shall have to explain the benefits of just a teaspoon of honey a day.
Back to the topics off-hand, however, in the light of the fact that having a CNA license hasn't seemed to help as quickly as I wanted I've begun to take other measures to better my quality of life. For one thing...trying to cut back on smoking. Yes, that nasty habit with those cigarette thingies that I used as a security blanket for far too long. It is time to cut them down to size and free myself of the mental and financial burden that they are. Because I will be honest, I LOVE smoking. The feeling of the course hot smoke, that bitter but tickling taste, and the full sensation when it hits my lungs. Then the cool rush of air and slight calm of emptying my lungs of the toxin and watching it all dance before evaporating. I love smoking, have since I was 16. It's time to find something else to do though, it's gotten too expensive, isn't as enjoyable as it once was, and on top of that has made things...go sour. You ladies who've had enough life experience know what that means.
So yes, trying to slow down with the hopes that quitting isn't an impossibility. Today is day 5, and since I have had only 16 cigarettes. There are 4 left in the package that was bought almost a week ago, they've staled considerably which makes them less filling and enjoyable. So maybe after a few more weeks I will be putting that extra $5 every day or so into my fuel tank.
Or better yet, into a savings account of some kind.
As a wise woman once told me; 'Humans don't live a very long time, but it takes us a long time to do something. But if you ever want to re-learn how to do anything...watch a child. Small steps, don't stop, and always smile.' I'm paraphrasing of course, but you get the damn point.
So I weighed myself on what I was sure was a broken scale last night, can anyone guess what it said? 340lbs...that's 154 kg. That. Is. Insane. But, it's the price I pay for such a leisurely lifestyle, which has only happened in the last two months to be honest. It's a wake up call though, little work other than driving for groceries and eating full meals has it's pitfalls, mostly the way it turns my stomach into a pit that falls below my waist. Of course I think to myself: but if I had a job I'd be making money, if I had money I'd buy a bicycle, if I had a bicycle I'd save on fuel, and it would create a much better life.
Anyone else see the problem with that? It all hinges on me getting a job.
Well, it shouldn't be too much longer till someone sees me as employable. Just a week ago I graduated CNA training and am fully licensed. So it's been reapply reapply reapply everywhere I have previously that isn't minimum wage. And had a bit of a emboldening stroke from two places I very much want to work. Memorial and Medical Hospitals in Nacogdoches. With any luck (if there is such a thing anymore) I'll have a job by the start of the month; working 12 hours a day for 4 days a week. As a friend of mine said in her blog (who'll probably be the only one to read this) money money money!
And with money comes honey and with honey comes good things in life. Mainly because I have an obsessive passion for honey that far outweighs a healthy taste for the liquid gold. It'd delicious! Healthy even. Next blog I shall have to explain the benefits of just a teaspoon of honey a day.
Back to the topics off-hand, however, in the light of the fact that having a CNA license hasn't seemed to help as quickly as I wanted I've begun to take other measures to better my quality of life. For one thing...trying to cut back on smoking. Yes, that nasty habit with those cigarette thingies that I used as a security blanket for far too long. It is time to cut them down to size and free myself of the mental and financial burden that they are. Because I will be honest, I LOVE smoking. The feeling of the course hot smoke, that bitter but tickling taste, and the full sensation when it hits my lungs. Then the cool rush of air and slight calm of emptying my lungs of the toxin and watching it all dance before evaporating. I love smoking, have since I was 16. It's time to find something else to do though, it's gotten too expensive, isn't as enjoyable as it once was, and on top of that has made things...go sour. You ladies who've had enough life experience know what that means.
So yes, trying to slow down with the hopes that quitting isn't an impossibility. Today is day 5, and since I have had only 16 cigarettes. There are 4 left in the package that was bought almost a week ago, they've staled considerably which makes them less filling and enjoyable. So maybe after a few more weeks I will be putting that extra $5 every day or so into my fuel tank.
Or better yet, into a savings account of some kind.
As a wise woman once told me; 'Humans don't live a very long time, but it takes us a long time to do something. But if you ever want to re-learn how to do anything...watch a child. Small steps, don't stop, and always smile.' I'm paraphrasing of course, but you get the damn point.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Meh. Panties! Meh...
Would have put this, well something similar, except blogger just now decided to allow me on. So after a few things to catch up with I can safely say; meh. That's right, meh.
It isn't as if that solves or explains anything, does it? Well alright, tuesday was my last day of clinicals, if you can imagine. It actually wasn't too bad, 100 questions, 2 more hours of OJT, enough time for one cigarette. However, after it was all said and done I was looking at the certificate we all received and it hit me 'Meh, this is it? Damn well should have given us something...nicer.' Although to finish up on that, on the 18th we take the state required exam followed by a physical skills test. After that we receive a second diploma. However I will be applying to four hospitals and a, as in singular, nursing home. Certified Nursing Assistant; a.k.a. Assistant Ass Wiper.
Of course, that isn't the only occasion where 'meh' has come into play. When I figured out that I'm now in debt to my mother for $6,000 for a split second there was a feeling of panic. I could feel my head reeling, my heart seizing to begin pumping harder, my vision blurring....but then it happened. 'Meh, at least I'm still afloat and not in debt to bank anymore.'
So see, there have been bad as well as good applications of the 'meh.' However...it has been prevalent in situations where I've realised it wouldn't have used it before. Yet there it was whenever a neighbor's wife (who turns heads wherever she goes, generally without noticing or caring herself) bent over and revealed her panties while working at her garden. Black lace with a pink lace ruffle trim, thingy. Yeah, saw them that well, but shrugged and kept enjoying my cigarette more. It only occurred after the fact that...wowza, missed the opportunity.
I'd say that it was a bad thing, that the 'meh' was looking to take over and dull life so that all the enjoyment in the world was sucked out, but...well...meh. It could be worse, a lot worse, this I know. Ironic it saves what it destroys. Although, one possible side-effect of meh seems to be a sudden insatiable craving for whiskey that lasts throughout the day. Everyday.
Though, there has been one thing it hasn't been able to dull or interrupt. Two guesses as to what.
It isn't as if that solves or explains anything, does it? Well alright, tuesday was my last day of clinicals, if you can imagine. It actually wasn't too bad, 100 questions, 2 more hours of OJT, enough time for one cigarette. However, after it was all said and done I was looking at the certificate we all received and it hit me 'Meh, this is it? Damn well should have given us something...nicer.' Although to finish up on that, on the 18th we take the state required exam followed by a physical skills test. After that we receive a second diploma. However I will be applying to four hospitals and a, as in singular, nursing home. Certified Nursing Assistant; a.k.a. Assistant Ass Wiper.
Of course, that isn't the only occasion where 'meh' has come into play. When I figured out that I'm now in debt to my mother for $6,000 for a split second there was a feeling of panic. I could feel my head reeling, my heart seizing to begin pumping harder, my vision blurring....but then it happened. 'Meh, at least I'm still afloat and not in debt to bank anymore.'
So see, there have been bad as well as good applications of the 'meh.' However...it has been prevalent in situations where I've realised it wouldn't have used it before. Yet there it was whenever a neighbor's wife (who turns heads wherever she goes, generally without noticing or caring herself) bent over and revealed her panties while working at her garden. Black lace with a pink lace ruffle trim, thingy. Yeah, saw them that well, but shrugged and kept enjoying my cigarette more. It only occurred after the fact that...wowza, missed the opportunity.
I'd say that it was a bad thing, that the 'meh' was looking to take over and dull life so that all the enjoyment in the world was sucked out, but...well...meh. It could be worse, a lot worse, this I know. Ironic it saves what it destroys. Although, one possible side-effect of meh seems to be a sudden insatiable craving for whiskey that lasts throughout the day. Everyday.
Though, there has been one thing it hasn't been able to dull or interrupt. Two guesses as to what.
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