Archive for April, 2008
Something finally happened today…..I think I finally accepted being called “Mr Murphy”. Sure, I was used to it at restaurants and stores when my credit card was handed back to me after a purchase or meal. A smiling face walks up, hands back the Mastercard and says ” Thank you My Murphy–have a nice day.”
But I was still resisting the casual “Mr Murphy” from younger coworkers and business people who assume that I am older. I will be 40 this year….may as well let a few “Mr Murphy’s ” slide. Sure – I’d rather a “Murph” or “Murphy” , or even a “Bob”. …BUT…
It’s happening. The college grad. The intern. The new coworkers…”Nice to meet you Mr Murphy”…”Mr Murphy, can I ask you a question?”
What the heck. I’ve been called worse names in the past. In school..at certain family gatherings…My Murphy ain’t so bad.
Give it another 10 years….I’m sure I will tell someone ” that’s M-I-S-T-E-R Murphy please….”
I’ve found another problem that I have and in making this one better I may have actually made it worse for myself.
I’m an obsessive weigher. That means I weigh myself every day. I can’t wait until the end of the day to hop on the scale and see the results of the day’s consumption. I know it’s recommended to just weigh yourself once a week or every now and then so you’re not obsessing and so dependent on the numbers. However, I still do it every day when I’m near my home scale.
Therein is the start of this problem…my home scale. It’s one of those standard spinning wheel scales that is never quite perfectly accurate. That really doesn’t sit well with me when I’m into daily weighing and having the up to date accurate weight.
On those old spinning scales you turn the wheel to calibrate the scale to zero before you get on. And the scales are so unreliable and cheap that you have to calibrate it every time you use it…this is annoying. You set it and step on it and when it returns to zero it’s always a pound or two off in either direction…so you never know if your weight is really your weight.
My remedy for this is a technique I call average weighing: I hop on and off the scale four or five times and take the average weight. To me, this is borders on OCD…like those folks who have to open and shut a door 3 times every time, or wash their hands impulsively. In addition to the obvious obsessive issues with hopping on and off the scale, I truly am never happy that I have an accurate weight reading.
My solution to this is to buy a digital scale. There’s no calibration necessary and it spits out an accurate to the ounce weight. There’s no more staring at the dial wondering what pound the needle is on and if it’s really accurate. Now I can hop on just one time and in less than five seconds I see my digital weight.
This of course has now brought up an additional concern for my over analytical mind…a Catch 22 of sorts: the digital scale may be too accurate. It’s great that there’s no guesswork because the digital scale is never fail and always on the money, but it may be so great that there is no guesswork. The spinning scale with all it’s faults and inaccuracies at least left my exact weight open to interpretation…an interpretation that usually put me on the lower end of the average weight.
Now however I get the weight with no interpretation needed and no second guessing possible. And this new digital scale has started me off about 2-3 pounds higher than my old scale…I’m not sure I like it right off the bat.
On the technical side however, it’s got a big blue indigo glowing display that’s mesmerizing to look at…and the scale itself is bigger so all of my feet stay on it.
I guess like with all my blogs, there is really no point to this one except to say be careful what you wish for even when it concerns something as seemingly dumb as a bathroom scale.
Season 4 – let’s take ya back dear
Interns no more – residents round here!
Oops – except for George
Failed the exam & will repeat intern year
Burke leaves Christina
Alone at that pretty alter
She gives away the wedding gifts
And for this – you cannot fault her
The chief lost his wife –
She kicked him out
So he rooms with Derrick
For Guy chats and morning trout
Meredith pushes McDreamy away
Cause she just can’t deal
He wants to marry her
And she’s too damaged to keep it real
gets a new job too
But after only one day
– Miranda has to show her what to do
Mcsteamy thinks he’s in love
With new cardio girl Hahn
No doubt that will soon fade
With the next redhead, brunette or blonde
Back to newlywed Torrez
Who’s got a pretty big prob
Izzy wants her man
And is already on the job
There’s a new intern chic in town
Half sister to our meredith grey
She pushes to fit right in
And gets a little closer everyday
Korev – as grumpy as ever
Still works like a machine
Even when love sick Ava arrives
Loves her leaves her, gets away clean
Mcdreamy starts dating
makes Meredith a little jealous
But not enough for her to see
George & Izzy
Just cannot wait
For a hot passionate night
They can’t seem to re-create
Decide there’s little chemistry
Oh no – after all this??!
Sticky lesson learned
Careful – when you get what you wish!
So tonight – the guilty pleasure is back
my childish heart will race
It’s about time I scream
I want my Seattle Grace!!!
Really did it this time. Moving too fast….loading briefcase quickly….hand grazes the edge of top heavy coffee mug….mug is full….coffee spills….lands in briefcase…Murphy spews unintelligible words, and several choice very clear words.
Just one of those moments that makes you ask “Why?” about 15 times before you realize, IT WAS JUST AN ACCIDENT.
But before you come to peace with it, you mentally hit yourself with the questions… If I had only moved a little slower, not been distracted, or whatever. Just that strange little self torture ritual you go through when something like this happens.
Fortunately it didn’t hit the laptop ( as you can tell, I am typing without missing letters . It did get my glucometer, a few papers, and most of the back pouch.
Now I’m smelling like coffee wherever I go….and not the fresh roasted kind either. The kind that smells like it was spilled.
Run To You – Bryan Adams
It’s Only Love – Bryan Adams/Tina Turner
Roxanne – Police
The Ocean – Led Zeppelin
Stacy’s Mom -
One of my recent favorites: Paralyzer- Finger Eleven
Hey—what about song hooks that get stuck in your head like:
I knowI knowI Know I know I KNOW—-aka Ain’t No Sunshine – Bill Withers —or—
Stand in the place where you live……aka-REM