Robbing a Bank Full of Nuns

I love this song:

Barenaked Ladies - Bank Job lyrics

It was an upset in two minutes flat
We were back on the freeway, foot to the mat
I can't understand it; we had it down pat
It's very upsetting, could we leave it at that?
We all had positions; we each had a role
We'd over-rehearsed it; we had full control
They can't teach you acting, it's there in your soul
It's the same with a bank job, and each thing we stole

So I don't need attitude
Cause you knew just what to do
We all did our best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone
Wait by the phone

I was the driver; you ran the show
You had the last word, the go or no go
I knew every laneway in Ontario
But it's not what you're sure of, it's what you don't know
It should have been filled with the usual ones
Throwing their cash into mutual funds
We all had our ski masks and sawed-off shotguns
But how do you plan for a bank full of nuns?
Well, I guess we panicked - we all have taboos
And they were like zebras; they had us confused
We should be in condos with oceanfront views
Instead we're most-wanted on the six o'clock news

So I don't need attitude
Cause you knew just what to do
We all did our best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone
And wait by the phone

Inside the police car you tried to explain
Your crisis of conscience; the voice in your brain
And now that the whole thing has gone down the drain
I think we all know who should shoulder the blame
Cause you made a choice there, almost sublime
I'm all for compassion, just not on my dime
You looked like an amateur, and that's the real crime
So I'll take a walk now, and you do the time

And I don't need attitude
Cause you knew just what to do
We all did our best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone
There's no need to phone
We all did our best now
We all need to rest now
Leave me alone......

Meat Loaf

I just made THE WORST! Meatloaf I have ever made in my entire life!

I'm so proud!

Binary Angels

I just went to a bible study. GASP!! A BIBLE STUDY!!
Yikes, I know.

But they have childcare free and it's a chance to socialize the little one and a chance to maybe meet other women my age in the same stage of life.

Or maybe not.

And also, I forgot what it was like to interpret the bible all literally. Like, a lady said "Well, David said such and such in the Psalms. So it must be like that." I'm like, "Well, He might have gotten that one little thing wrong...." She said "Well I don't think there are any untruths in the bible." I forgot that word UN Truth.... as in, there is no in between. There is only black and white things are either or, not both/and. I forgot about all that.
And you know what it was about? Whether we're higher than the angels or not. Biblically.

Um..... who cares?
I kept repeating to myself "Beginner's Mind, Beginner's Mind...... You too can learn something, Grasshopper!"

Anyway.... our little guy had a GREAT TIME and is now sleeping hard. This is good!

Break Me Off a Piece of That Organic Chicken

I just ate a Kit Kat bar.
When is the last time I had a Kit Kat bar?
I don't even remember!

I just got done shopping in the Cute Little Uppity Part of Town. I HATE that part of town, but it's the best grocery store close by. I usually shop about a block away and walk. But today I wanted to have CHOICES! I wanted to buy ORGANIC CHICKEN that had roamed the farm instead of boxed up all its life. And I wanted to make a lovely salad at the salad bar with quality lettuce and not have to buy all the ingredients and come home and make one and then have all the extra ingredients sit in the fridge until I forget about them! And it was all very lovely. We are now stocked for the week and it's all good.

Oh, and they have grocery carry out. I LOVE THAT part!

Considering a Tattoo?

If your kid wants to get a tattoo, send him or her on over HERE to think it over first!

HAHA

Politeness

Yesterday at The Coffee Shop, there was this guy in there who clearly is cognitively impaired in some way. Talking to a guy from Africa and his friends about how in 200 years all the black people living in the U.S. will turn white. "It's all about vitamin D absorption, you see?" And on and on he went.
Finally I heard the polite man from Africa say "Sir, I do not like what it is you are saying to me right now and I would like you to go away."
And he did.
Afterwards the man from Africa says to me: "He's not right in the head. He used to be a dentist but he has told me before there is something wrong in his brain now. He doesn't mean to be like that. I just didn't like it anyway."
Later I heard the same rambling guy talking about his 300 mile hike on the Appalachian trail. Some poor "polite" person who didn't know the line "Sir, I do not like what it is you are saying to me right now and I would like you to go away." sat there and listened for a very long time.
I felt sorry for both of them.

Popcorn Story

I can't figure people out. Heck, I can't even figure myself out. There's this thing I keep thinking about, because I'm still trying to lose the baby fat... Today I got into some pre preggo jeans, and that was helpful! Go me.

You should know I never diet. I refuse. I also do not own a scales. (any scales?) My jeans tell me when I need to get it under control, I don't need that fascist number called WEIGHT going up and down to make or ruin my days.

I did once read Gwen Shamblin's Weigh Down book. There was a lot of common sense information in there that I grooved on and still do. There's some stuff in there I don't dig anymore, and additionally I do not in any way wish to allign myself with her particular cult sect... however, there are some ideas discussed in the book that were and continue to be very helpful to me.


One of which is this: Eat when you're hungry. Stop when you're full. Don't eat when you're not hungry. Duh, Right? It's simple, but not easy. However, I think that to be better advice than all the diets in the world combined.


Also, the whole Clean up your plate thing? I now call bullshit on the cleaning up of our plates that our mothers made us do. No more of that. The children may be starving over in wherever but we cannot ship our food over there so we do not need to EAT IT! It's wasted if I eat it anyway, once I'm full. I can waste it by forcing it down my gullet and turning it to fat or I can "waste" it by throwing it away.


And also, Eat your favorite thing first . Instead of saving the best for last, eat the best first. So I've learned to dissect my food. I enjoy it until I feel myself getting full then I start picking out my faves. It looks terrible, but it helps a lot.

I must say I am still working at these things and don't do well all the time but I believe they have kept me mostly off the genetic path most of my family follows. Bless them, bless them, but they are BIG and unhealthy and dying off..... sad to say but true. Like any diet, it all flies out the window without discipline and willpower... or whatever it takes to stick to a set of "rules".... but mostly it's kept me sane and that's important too.


With all that rambling in mind I will tell you a short story. A friend of mine once sat down between a friend of mine and I who were sharing a bowl of popcorn and watching a movie. She picked out all the buttery yummy kernels and then announced "I'm full." Leaving my friend and I to pass the plain boring popcorn that was left back and forth over top of her or else change seats.


I thought two things:

"How rude!"

and

"How cool - no wonder she's way skinnier than me!"

Dilemma

A couple of years ago, our doctor began being very friendly with us. We just thought she was being nice. She loaned me some of her own books when I was pregnant, and told us where she lived. We live in the same neighborhood and we're the same ages and we like talking about all kinds of things. My husband and I began running into her occasionally here and there like out walking the neighborhood or the farmers market or the coffee shop or the grocery store. She has also loaned us some of her magazines and we loaned her a couple of ours. It seemed like she was being more friendly than one normally would with a patient but we also thought maybe she's just like that.

Last week I ran into her at the coffee shop that I often go to. She was sitting with a group of women, one of whom is a friend of mine. They invited me to join them so I did. It was a little awkward but hey whatever. We had fun! That evening we took our son in for his Well Child Checkup and she said how great it was to see me at the coffee shop and told me all about the group and invited me to join them every Wednesday morning. I'm thinking to myself: This is the woman who gives me my yearly pelvic exam and breast exam - stuff like that! Can I sit and have coffee with her? Aren't we supposed to keep some sort of professional distance?

But I like her a lot and have over the years found myself curious about her - wanting to ask her questions about herself and don't because - well, she's my doctor!! Whenever we run into each other we always find lots to talk about and she is very interesting to me. I don't think she gets my sense of humor, but I think she thinks I'm interesting too.

So my dilemma is this: Maybe she's just being nice. Maybe she's just really super casual. Therefore, maybe I should not take it seriously and just smile and say thank you and just let it go?

Maybe I should find someone else to do my yearly exams?

Maybe I think too much!?

What do YOU think?

So Domestic!

Highlights of the day so far:

1. Eating Chicken and Stars Soup with my son.
2. Walking in the only 60 degree outdoors! And seeing friends along the way! And only sweating a little bit!
3. Already having dinner very nearly ready to put in the oven at the appropriate time so that we can eat soon after Husband comes home.
4. Son sleeping soundly immediately after being put down for a nap - No whining, no crying no drama, just sleepy cuddly snuggly boy closing his eyes and surrendering to sleep! Ahhh!
5. Having this time to sit and blog a little bit.

First Post

Dang, this was hard! I've been mulling over a name for this blog for a few months now on and off, and nothing came. Today I gave myself a deadline and well, this was what I came up with.

Sincere Fizz....
I'm sincere, and I'm not asking anyone to find a lot of depth here. Unless of course, you want to.

I had another blog and in my own geeky excitement, told too many people about it. Then I couldn't post about so much of my life, it felt restricting. Couldn't post about work, or family or in-laws or friends. I tend to process when I write, and I tend to write in a stream of conscience style. I need the freedom to be able to say anything I want to here.
That's what I intend to do.

So, if you happen to figure out what my old blog was, or who I am, then please don't out me.

Thanks for dropping by....