Hits and Misses

In keeping with the theme of food this week I went to a cooking party last night that featured Homemade Gourmet products. Say what you will about home parties but I like them. Yes, its often a free hard sell but you are a big girl and should be able to say no. If you don't find anything you like at minimum you had a fun evening out of the house with a group of women who are likely your friends. At best, you find products you like.

The premise of the company is to make simple meals using a meat (fish, chicken, pork or beef), one of their seasonings, a veggie and perhaps a canned good. Some recipes only required their seasoning and one other item. Basically you prep the meals and freeze them and then can throw them in your slow cooker, on the grill or in the oven when hungry. After thawing of course.

I found a dip mix I loved so I was happy and a few spices I can see myself getting a lot of use out of. Double bonus that I now have several meals ready and waiting in my freezer when I want a real meal. I'm excited to try Grandma's Sunday Roast, Beef Burgundy, Asian Pork Lion and the Garlic Basil and Sausage.

The nice part is that I often cook this way so the concept was not foreign to me. Being single it is sometimes hard to just cook for one so I make a big meal and then portion it out into single servings for future use. It works for me.

So all in all. The evening was a success. A hit.

The miss came when I arrived home. I was so excited to relax in the hot tub and take a pic of it with the new camera using one of its fancy night enhancing shots. Not of me in the tub. Just of the tub. No one wants to see that.

But then I stuck my leg in and realized the water was only luke warm when compared to the zero degree temperature.

A quick check of the control panel told me the water was 84 degrees. F....

Off to find the manual I went and it was then I discovered that I put the hot tub in sleep mode. Which, when searching for the silver lining, I realized this is a good thing to know how to do when I travel.

Sadly that meant no hot tub time for me. Major miss.

This morning I tried something new. I went to a TRX class at the fitness center and it quite frankly kicked my ass.

SO very hard. And this is coming from a girl who runs 3x a week, does yoga 2x per week and lifts 3x per week. Really, really hard.

The entire premise is that if you have these straps you can do the workout anywhere using your body weight as the resistance. It was developed by a Navy SEAL. Halfway through the workout I wanted to find that Navy SEAL and kick his butt.

So after the 30 minute workout I wanted to die. During my prayer for death I walked to the front desk and signed up for a 6 week session of classes every Wednesday morning.

Hello? Swimsuit season will be here before we know it.

Then I ran 2.5 miles in 24 minutes (and I walked the first 3 minutes).

Another hit.

I started my day off feeling challenged and was excited to dive into work. Especially when I finally got a much sought after meeting.

I'm thinking my batting average is going to be pretty high this week.

Business Travel

I travel for work and when those that don't hear that I do...they are instantly jealous.

I wonder what they are jealous of; 3 a.m. wake up calls for 6 a.m. flights? Hotels with bad cable options and a gym that consists of a broken bike and one treadmill? All day meetings and then a flight home that arrives at 1 a.m.? Airport delays? Canceled flights?

But in the end I think I would likely go insane if I were in the office day in and day out. Heck, I've even learned that now, after working from home for 2 months, being in the office for 2 days is enough to drive me batty.

So me and my frequent fliers miles are just going to go somewhere fun. Just don't know where yet.

But right now...All I want to do is go home.

A Little Bit of Good

The good...completed a screening test tonight and hopefully have a phone interview tomorrow. Have a meeting scheduled with a recruiter in a couple weeks...maybe the universe is hating me a little less day by day.

Plus my amazing friend KJ, who will be blessed with twins soon, says I will be swept off my feet by a handsome, wonderful, rich man soon. I think pregnancy hormones are making her loopy but hey - I will take it!

Banner Day

1. I passed out at work
2. My boss told me he knows I am looking for new jobs in my home state and he's not happy.

So the passing out thing. Really not that big of a deal. My friend JMB took the bandage off from where the Implanon was implanted and I was fine. There are 2 tiny scabs...tiny.
Not a big deal at all.
About a minute later I was down. I went straight forward into my desk, head landing on my notebook.
Its not a big deal because I do this all the time. I have long had a fainting problem that doctors can't diagnose. There is no rhyme or reason to it. I have passed out in class during college, on dates, at home watching TV and now at work.
Joy.
Fast forward to this afternoon. My boss tells me to come in.
Tells me he has learned that I am looking for a job in IA. That he isn't happy that I didn't tell him. Thought we had a better relationship then that.
I didn't tell him because I knew that would be the reaction I would receive. I didn't want to be treated differently. If he didn't know this far into my search because it wasn't affecting my performance then it shouldn't matter.
I said nothing. I didn't know what to say. When pressed I said, yes, I am looking but have made no final decisions yet.
At this point I am not sure what to say, do.