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Holding

Queen B — Sun, 17 Jan 2010 04:03:05 +0000

Last night I had pizza for dinner. Not big news or anything, but two things happened to led up to that decision. I spoke to a coworker after writing the last post and found out that ANOTHER person was fired yesterday after I left for the day. Someone I like very much and feel is maybe getting the shaft. She worked in another office, and there are plenty of girls in that office who I have heard do a less than stellar job but are rumored to be protected by the VP of that office. My friend was a transplant from our location and therefore was (possibly) selected by said VP as the one to go. Horseshit. OR perhaps I am completely misguided and she totally had it coming because she sucks. I do not know. Second, I was hungry, and had a craving for Lou Malnati’s pizza even though I knew full well what it was going to do to me.

The pizza was delicious. I think it really freaked out the many, many other diners around my table when I flew into my fit of a thousand sneezes as we were wrapping things up. It’s like clockwork. I sneezed again, and again, and again, and again, about oh…. a thousand, maybe a million times. And then it ended, and I was stuffy, and by the time we got home I was exhausted, and I fell asleep almost immediately when I got home. I didn’t even finish up my requisite water for the day or take my evening vitamins or anything!

So when I woke this morning, I was interested in my numbers, even if they are skewed by the massive increase in water intake. The amount consumed daily was based upon my initial weight measurements, btw. If I was one of those icon-using people, I would follow that up with a sad face made of punctuation. But I’m not. Anyhow, this morning my Ph on the non-human Ph measurement strips was back at the highly acidic <6.2. Based upon the color, way less than 6.2. My weight gain is holding at 2 pounds gained. Lucky me, even with the pizza. Still no change in how I feel. No burst of energy, no change my cold right hand, etc.

I phoned this morning to get the empty bottles refilled to continue my experiment. The shop where I attended the “presentation” had a sign on the counter that you could try the water free for 30 days. She sounded a little less than thrilled on the phone when I called to refill, questioning when I had been there as if she was measuring the amount of time between when she actually gave me the water and when I was asking for refills. Maybe I’m just paranoid or ultra sensitive. I understand that she’s closing up shop at her physical location (to focus on the water thing full time, supposedly), so I assume that it will become harder if not impossible to continue the experiment on the water for a full thirty days by getting the bottles I have refilled. Once I got there, she was nothing but friendly and chatty as she filled my bottles of water.

Other than that, all this water talk has gotten us thinking about the goldfish tank. So today we are putting a little effort into that. Something for me to stare at for relaxation. I’ll have to post photos another day.

And so it begins

Queen B — Thu, 14 Jan 2010 05:03:36 +0000

Tonight I spent the evening talking with and questioning two very nice women who were trying to sell me on the benefits of some very special water called Enagic/Kangen water. I call it Magic Water because of all the wild promises they make about what it can do. My dad is interested in this ionic filtration system that they are selling for his own health concerns, and to see if it would help me with my little problems. In visiting the Enagic website I am overwhelmed by the wealth of promises offering nothing scientific or medical (or even hillbilly, for that matter) to back them up. My dad calls me skeptical but really I just want someone to tell me EXACTLY how it works while leaving out the mumbo jumbo, if you please, why it’s great (they are trying to sell it to me, you know), and why I HAVE to have it if I want to live well. I mean sheesh, at this cost I will probably have to give up new shoes for like, EVAH, so it would really help me out if I could be convinced as opposed to coerced. K? Thanks. As nice as these women were, they weren’t exactly brimming with information, although the water chemistry experiments were interesting to watch. What’s a girl to do? Walk out with three gallons of special high Ph “detox” water to make a guinea pig of myself, make a trip to Walmart (and if you didn’t know, that is extreme torture for me… even when I send my husband) for Ph testing strips, and spend exactly ALL of the rest of my evening researching water online. First thing tomorrow, you all shall know exactly what the Ph of my urine is. Aren’t you just brimming with anticipation?! Just when you suspected (yesterday) that this blog had actually reached rock bottom, I go to urine. Nice.

Did I mention?

Queen B — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 15:20:07 +0000

That when I had my car repaired after the little accident that we also had the cracked windshield replaced? At an additional charge, of course. Have I also mentioned ever since this little repair that if it so much as HINTS of rain my car develops a splash opportunity right there in the foot-well of my vehicle? Did I? Did you know that my car now smells like mildew on the inside? Would you believe me if I said that this morning the windshield was frozen on both the outside and the INSIDE of my vehicle? Well it was, believe it. May I also tell you that they need to remove my windshield and replace the seal to stop the madness? For some reason it has been all week that the part has been on order. And rain? In the forecast. Thank you very much.