I tried to go to bed an hour ago. But I've been in the center of a coughing fit since then, long enough to give up all together and just come back on my laptop. I've tried inhalers, two kinds, cough drops, cough syrup, theraflu, water, soda, NOTHING IS WORKING. i keep coughing and coughing and coughing. it's like this horrible series of tickles along the back of my throat, and they overpower and itch until i just go into this spasm of horrible horking coughs. the neighbors must HATE me. and i just bury my head in the pillow and bed coughing until i gag and have to go throw up. and then it starts all over again. it's doing it right now! ugh, wtfffff. how can i STOP this?
edit: read online, maybe just the distraction has stopped me from coughing. reading lj and only coughing a little. not fits right now. opened the window and am breathing in the cool pacific air. drinking 7up. god, i hope i don't have another of those tonight. My whole chest and abs area is sore from coughing so much the last week. when i breathe in, or even just bend over too far my whole stomach/abs/chest aches. god, being sick is so wonderful. hooray, hooray!
I've been through a breakup and the flu the past two weeks. Moving house and ending a relationship have wreaked havoc on my diet. I was too depressed to cook, and now that I'm sick, I REALLY don't feel like doing anything. So I've been living off junk fast food crap for like 2 solid weeks. I really want to focus back on my lifestyle of food when I get into my new apartment. My new place has an atrium inside my apartment, so I can grow plants INSIDE my house, how cool is that? Anyway, I want to get back into cooking, homegrown herbs, maybe even a tomato plant or something easy, start cooking and loving cooking again. I've got a domain all ready to put a new food blog, and with the new apartment I feel will come my new creativity for the stagnant, not yet finished or published website.
ANYWAY, where I was going with this was...what are some books you can recommend for me? Something you read that really challenged your point of view on food, or even just made you think about things you never did before? Something that changed the way you eat? Or informed you a little better of what you DO and continue to eat? Anything really, even if it's a cookbook you just adore. I would love to start this new chapter of my life kind of loving food in a more connected way. I love cooking, baking and of course EATING. But I have been so blue lately, I've kind of lost my zest. I need a kickstart. Tell me your books, people!
Mike and I bought our first Weber. It's the tiny black model and since we are still apartment dwellers it's the only size we can really have here. Mike wants a big huge one, but alas, apartment living.
We've grilled with it the last 3 days. It's been glorious summer goodness. And lots of learning experience for Mike when it comes to keeping charcoal burning/hot. Trial and error lead to nothing but amazing food!
My neighbors know I am always with a camera in hand. It's a mixed blessing because I get lots of shooting, but I ALSO get a lot of people knocking on my door and wanting pictures of everything from new motorcycles to new puppies. Such is the case with these yorkie pups. The lighting was terrible, I was just getting home from errands when the neighbor caught me. His kid came running outside with a baby basket of puppies. They asked if I could take pictures because, and I quote, "My wife was trying to take pictures with this crap camera, and I was like, NO WAY, YOU GET YOUR CRAP CAMERA OUT OF HERE, I WANT THE PROFESSIONAL TO TAKE PICTURES!" Imagine this said in a very thick latin accent, with lots of arm movements interlaced to put emphasis on what he was saying.
So! How could I pass up such a glamorous offer, right? I got my camera, took a bunch of extra shots to try and negotiate with the lighting. In the end, the crap lighting won. I color punched the pictures in lightroom and wash my hands of them! Heh. But hey, a puppy is a puppy, right? RIGHT!
Sunday was sweltering so the boys and I headed off to the beach. We made a pitstop for sandwiches and sides at Oliver's Market. Once we arrived, we were a tad surprised that it wasn't as sunny at the beach as we'd expected, BUT it was sunny and foggy instead. The perfect formula for a sunburn. I always smear on the sunscreen, but Spencer and Mike? They're lobsters. As we drank beers and wandered the sand I snapped up pictures of every plant, sandfly, adorable tot and surfer that I could. So many cute family units on the beach. Aww.
Flipped on CNN this morning to hear about the Possible special soda taxation.
It is not the most flattering thing to admit, but I truly am a soda addict. If it's possible, I'd say, "Yes, I am an addict for bubbly sugar water!" And so this topic was something I thought about for a second AS someone who loves and has consumed many hundreds of gallons of Diet Coke (and so many others) in her life. And I found myself surprised to say, "Hell yeah, tax that shit. It's bad for me, tax it up! Keep me from drinking it!"
A huge part of this conclusion is actually a newly fueled idea. I stopped drinking soda 4 weeks ago. I stopped buying it, and when I go out, I order tea and water. I've been drinking bottled water and massive home-made batches of Tazo Passion tea hand over fist since then. I've had only a handful of sodas in the past four weeks. Which for me, is truly amazing. I was up to at LEAST six 12oz. cans of diet soda pop a DAY. Yeah, at least six. Not to mention any time I ate out, or got a drink somewhere it was a MASSIVE jug-like cup of the stuff.
I was drinking so much of the stuff, no matter how bad for me I knew it was.--And I did know how bad it was.--I know about the studies on the additives they put in diet sodas. And how much sugar and corn syrup they put into regular soda. Crap, the sodium and caffiene alone is bad for me. But it wasn't until a month ago that I finally said, "You know what? This crap is terrible for me. I'm drinking it like it's water, and NOT drinking water...I'm done."
I thought at this point I would miss the stuff more than I do. But I've found it was really the first week that was the hardest. I craved, I had headaches, I wanted nothing but soda for 3 days solid. I whined, I was SAD. I would drink a can at my parents if I went for a visit and as I held it carefully, slowly savoring the taste, I didn't really know how I'd get past NOT wanting and needing soda.
How ridiculous that sounds, right? Typing it out, I feel so silly. Like I'm coming off crank in the dirty hotel bathroom, right? But no, I'm talking about Diet Coke and that cruel mistress, Diet Dr. Pepper.
But after that first hurdle. That horrible headache clusterfuck of a week. I didn't care anymore. I realized that soda doesn't actually TASTE good at all. It tastes pretty terrible, actually. It was really the carbonation that I loved most. And I can just drink carbonated water for that if I really want it. As saturated with tea as my body has become, I've started to feel better. Feel better, by not drinking SODA? It's possible. My skin looks better, I am not as hungry when I drink more tea or water. It's really strange and beautiful. Yes, BEAUTIFUL, OKAY!? Well, not beautiful, but it's pretty freakin' awesome.
I'm sure cola will slay me again some day. But right now, I'm all for a new taxation. I've never started smoking for the very reason that it's too expensive. NOT because it's bad and might cause me a horrible death. No, because it's too expensive. And if they can make soda too expensive for me, hey, more power to ya, Obama!


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