And THAT is when I stopped feeling sorry for her...

Ms. Lampley, 40, who is married with three children, lost her job as a human resources officer in January 2008 and had been receiving $351 a week, which covered the groceries and gas. Even so, she and her husband, who still has work as a machinist, were sinking into debt. Now, still poorer, she feels devastated because they cannot buy their son a laptop to take to college...
-- From an article in the NY Times online.


ORLY?!?

I mean seriously, with all of the crap that some people are dealing with, losing their homes and needing to go to food banks just to survive, we should feel sorry for YOU? Maybe, just maybe, your precious little kid, while going to college, will have to take notes with a pencil and paper, and maybe he will have to use the computers in the computer labs. Or, heaven forbid, swallow some pride and get a job at a fast food restaurant while he goes to school so that he can buy his own damn laptop!

Now, I may be reading too much into that statement, but it really just pissed me off.

Food:
Breakfast:
Polished off the last of the turkey and mashed potatoes

Lunch:
Tacos with hamburger, re-fried beans, salsa (which we are now out of, nooooooo), and sour cream

Dinner:
We got more coupons for carry out at Ryan's Buffet.
Sausage, steak, and chicken with A-1 and Heinz 57 sauces and some mashed potatoes (we still have some Thanksgiving gravy left, so I figured, "Why not?"). My plate won't last as long for me this time, as I felt pretty ravenous tonight. However, my wife went along with me and filled up her plate too, so I should have meat for a few meals.

Exercise:
I DDRd (Dance Dance Revolution) for about 40-45 minutes this morning, but it wasn't what I would call a solid performance. My legs just didn't want to work right. I tried to will myself into a second wind around 35 minutes, but, although I fooled myself for a minute or two, it just wasn't happening. I also went for a good long walk this afternoon (and maybe got a bit of sunburn), about 2 - 2.5 miles at a decent to good pace. Tonight my wife and I walked about two half-miles, at a slow to decent pace, to see a free play in the park (which I may talk about tomorrow).


(I am entertained that ORLY?!? makes it through the spell checker)