February 8th, 2009 by Missy




Well, we are thirty days in. I started at 138lbs and I am.. up to 139. Dan started at 162 and is now at 152. Does this seem unfair to anyone else? He gets 2400 calories a day and I get 1800. Recently (starting yesterday, actually) I dropped my calorie limit to 1700.
Here are the measurements for Day 30 for both of us.
| Measurement |
Missy |
Dan |
| Neck |
12.25 |
14 |
| Under Bust |
30.75 |
34.25 |
| Waist |
28.25 |
30.5 |
| Stomach |
29.75 |
32 |
| Hip |
39 |
36.75 |
| Upper Arm |
11.5 |
11.5 |
| Forearm |
9.25 |
10.125 |
| Thigh |
20 |
21 |
| Calf |
13.5 |
13.75 |
| Weight |
139 |
152 |
I’m really kicking myself for not doing measurements on Day One.




February 7th, 2009 by Missy
So browsing around the internet tonight, I came across this:
“I’m trying to lose 15 pounds by eating healthier food and exercising. The trouble is that I happen to love fried food. I’m thinking of buying a deep fat fryer to cook vegetables, like tempura, for dinner. Is there such a thing as light oil or is fried food going to be too high in calories to be worthwhile?”
I mean, seriously.. who would possibly think “I’d like to lose weight.. time to go buy a deep fryer!”? Yes, adding vegetables into your diet is a great idea when you are trying to lose weight, especially if you aren’t the kind of person who normally consumes vegetables.. but how can you even begin to delude yourself into thinking that deep fried vegetables are diet food?
On a P90X note — tomorrow is our first thirty days completed. We didn’t take a full set of measurements on Day 1, which I am seriously disappointed about. I’ll post our Day 30 measurements, though, so we can at least compare those with Day 60 and 90 and beyond, or whatnot.
February 1st, 2009 by Missy
Well, we finally sat down and started doing some painting tonight. The black and red are just blocked in with some base colors at the moment, so ignore those. The only thing even resembling “done” at the moment is the gold. Unfortunately, I think it is looking rather.. rough. And it does NOT photograph well with flash so Dan and I had to spend about forever finding a decent setting to take the picture with sans flash.
Anyway, I’m not sure if this is going to stick or not. I really like the idea of the gold armor with the black cloth and maybe some red accents but.. yeah, don’t know if I can pull it off.
January 31st, 2009 by Missy
I did a pullup, I did a pullup! I did a chinup too, actually. Yes.. one of each. Whatever though, I’m all proud of myself ^_^
Also, my awesome and sexy husband bought me a heart rate monitor (and yes, I do always post with some kind of praise for him when he lets me spend lots of money). It is a Polar F6, and I also ordered a spiffy sports bra and transmitter from NuMetrex so that I don’t have to wear a chest strap. I wonder how long it will take before he decides that he wants one, too. I suppose he probably won’t, since he never likes to spend money on himself.
January 27th, 2009 by Missy
Sosleepy. Honestly, I’ve been sleepy for like two weeks now. Dan and I started P90X on January 10th and I’ve been tired since then. The problem, I think, is more staying up too late than the working out. It feels like we have no time anymore. By the time we workout, cool down, eat dinner.. the day is almost over! We generally stay up fairly late anyway, but we’ve been staying up later lately (yes, I know saying later lately sounds stupid) and I’m.. so.. sleepy!
I should just take a nap, but once again it just feels like a waste of day. Not that I am really doing anything at the moment (aside from posting this blog and staring at my monitor), so I’m not sure what the opposition to napping is, exactly. I do have things that I could be doing..
I have a dress that I want to sew for Anya, but I need to go to JoAnn’s to get a zipper and some ribbon or edging. I could be painting some Warhammer figures, but I’ve decided that I’m only going to paint when Dan is home (I don’t want to keep hobby swapping.. so daytime is for sewing and Dantime is for painting).
Speaking of painting — I’m in the mood to paint some Sisters of Battle models. I stripped down my old ones (well, Dan did actually.. he says I am too delicate to touch paint thinner ^_-) and they’re just kind of.. staring.. at me right now. I have absolutely no idea how I want to paint them. Everyone and their mother paints red / black / white for SoBs and I don’t really feel like going with any of the color schemes in the book. I’d kind of like to do red and gold, but gold power armor (and gold tanks QQ) would just be AHHHH. I could paint red power armor (and, thusly, tanks) but then where does the gold fit in? I don’t want to give them cloth of gold habits or anything. I suppose they could have red armor, white habits and gold accents (gold inferno pistol? LOL).
Sigh.. hopefully something will come to me when I break out the paints. Maybe I’ll just paint them pink -.- And use a fluffy bunny as their Order symbol. Ordo Lepus or something.
January 24th, 2009 by Missy
I seem to say this quite often, but it has been a long time since I blogged here! Rattributes and Sewpbox have been more active, but Exquisite Turmoil has been down-right neglected! Spring is in the air (not really, but hey — we’ve got the air conditioner blowing) so looks like it is time for a change!
I’ve got a new theme up (I’ve been taken with this style of drawing lately, as seen by Sewpbox’s theme) and I’ll be starting up the blog again! Not sure why, exactly, I need three blogs.. but I have them anyway. Rattributes is obviously for all things rat. Sewpbox is for my sewing projects and will soon also be housing knitted items as well. I may just make Sewpbox my “domestic” blog (sewing, knitting, embroidery, possibly cooking) and keep Exquisite Turmoil as a personal blog.
Only time shall tell.
September 28th, 2008 by Missy
Dan has been working on modifying the rat cage for a while now, which basically means cutting PVC coated chicken wire to size and ziptying it to the existing structure. The living room is, surprise, currently covered in little bits of chicken wire and the tails of zipties. Dan and I are chatting about it and he says “God, it’s a fucking mess over there.”
Anya pipes in with “That’s a bad word and you can’t say that!”
Dan said “I’m a big person and I can say words like that if I want to.”
Anya: “Not at work you can’t.”
Dan: “Well, I could if I want to.”
Anya: “I’m sure your boss wouldn’t like that.”
Dan: “He wouldn’t really care.”
Anya: “Well anyway, you can’t say words like that in front of little children like me.”
She had me cracking up.. just the way she was talking to Dan like he was some little moron who was too dense to understand what she was saying to him. She sounded so adult while she was berating him.. like a teacher would sound talking to a kid swearing at school.
September 28th, 2008 by Missy
Bwahaha! Highlander finally arrived today.. seriously took like three weeks to get here. I’ve got the Kurgan’s theme song on my iPod (Gimme the Prize) and every time it came on Dan and I would be taken with a desire to watch the movie. After a trip to Best Buy, Target, Walmart and Blockbuster yielded 0 copies of Highlander we just ordered off of Amazon. Not through Amazon, mind you, but a random seller. I was beginning to think it would never arrive.
In any case.. wow.. I forgot how much the movie sucked! Don’t get me wrong, I love it to death and I’m so happy to own it now, but it is truly awful. And enjoyable. At the same time.
September 27th, 2008 by Missy
I suck so bad at blogging, seriously. Honestly, life has been fairly boring recently. Most of my time has been taken up with reading ratforums and sewing rathammocks and other things involved with rat obsession. I actually registered a new domain name yesterday for ratblogging! Don’t worry, I still intend to blog here, the rat page will just be for rat related items.
So, Dan and I have played a bit of WAR. We’ve both got level 21 characters, mine is a Warrior Priest and his is an Ironbreaker. The game is fun, but I’m having a little trouble getting into it. Don’t get me wrong, it would be all too easy to get into it (we played basically nonstop for three days when we finished downloading), but as I’ve said about a million times before — I am an all or nothing person. If I’m going to do something I am going to do it. I don’t really want to get sucked into MMOs again, it just eats up so much time and I’ll admit that when I’m playing I kind of lose track of the world, and I don’t particularly feel like sinking back into that mire. For that reason, I’m having trouble getting into the game. I make myself not play as often as would be my natural inclination to do so and because of that I feel a sort of disconnect with the game.
Dan really enjoys it and would, I think, like to play in the longterm but I guess I’ll have to see where things go. If I can find a comfortable equilibrium between playing all the time and not playing at all then I think that we’ll continue to play, but with the way I’m currently feeling about the game.. well.. I’m just not sure. Only time will tell, I suppose.
September 22nd, 2008 by Missy
The kids went to the doctor on Friday for vaccinations. They’ve actually had quite a few shots over the course of this year, but this is the first time that Dan was able to go with us (as we scheduled the appointment for after school, whereas previously Anya was only going to half-day school and we made appointments for while Dan was at work).
Getting shots is always a big undertaking.. the kids sob and scream, then we go get ice cream and usually pick out a toy. Apparently, however, Alex decided that Daddy being along meant he had to be brave. Firstly, he declares that he is getting his shots first today (normally he and Anya fight and try to make the other go first).
Then, he asks the nurse how many shots he needs to get, and she says two. So he replies with…
“Two? Hah, I laugh when I get two shots.” So she gives him the first shot, and we hear “Waaaaah-ha.. ha.. ha.. hah.” I wish I had a recording of it. He so obviously wanted to wail but he forced out the most fake laugh I’ve ever heard. It was adorable.