Three day weekend, where did you go??? Oh, wait. Yes. I do know what happened to you...
1. Friday night...I ate hibachi...again. It's my weakness. I love it so.
2. Saturday I worked like a maniac (maniac, I tell you) cranking out jewelry. I have some BIG (really big!) things coming up in the next few weeks and I am busy, busy with it. I also have 52 earring orders to get out from my very jane deal. Woot! Woot!
3. Saturday afternoon we headed up to CB and Drew's for a grown up/kid play date. I say that both jokingly, but not jokingly...yes, our kids all love to play with each other, but we (Chris and I) also really love hanging out with them. Drew smoked chickens, Christy Beth made awesome cheese dip and a turkey sandwich something or other (that I can't wait to do the weekend after Thanksgiving) and I brought up a pasta salad....
This is how I make pasta salad (which I learned from my stepmom)... I buy the marinated mozzarella balls from Trader Joe's. (Sometimes I get the ones at Super Target, but they're not as seasoned as the TJ's ones.) Then, I cook a box of pasta (bowties, penne, spirals, whatever - just not long noodles). I rinse the pasta with cool water and dump in the whole bowl of mozzarella - oil and all. And then you can add whatever you want - cucumbers, tomatoes, black olives...you get the picture. And that's that.
4. We watched The Lucky One. Does it make me a dirty old lady that I think Zac Efron is hot? If so, then I am okay with that.
5. Sunday morning we headed out to my parents' house. It was the last swim of the season. The kids played water balloons and bouncy balls and Q swam with just water wings, no vest. My mom made a new potato salad - dill and lemon and dijon mustard instead of mayo.
6. Everyone, including Ike, snored on the drive home.
7. We are almost finished with Breaking Bad. We started watching it this summer and we are almost all caught up. Do you watch? Yowza. That's all I can say about that one.
8. Today I did the grocery shopping and forgot to buy any meat. I guess we're all going to be vegetarians this week. Big sigh.
9. Jewelry. Jewelry. Jewelry.
10. Laundry. Laundry. Laundry.
11. I ran another 5K. On the treadmill. In our living room. And I do use the word "run" very loosely. My definition and your definition might not be the same thing.
12. Chris is making scallops for dinner as I type this. Hooray!
13. I pray this four day week is...uneventful, productive, stress, er, mild? (free might be asking too much), positive (I am going to look for a way to make someone else feel good every day. And maybe not yell at my children so much. Just sayin.)
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Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Casey the Writer and My New Workout Plan
Casey came downstairs the other day and said, "Soooooo, what do you think???? Do I look like a writer???" And, well, the answer is clearly a yes.
ps - don't forget to cast your vote using the poll on the sidebar--------------------->
When we went shopping last weekend, I let the girls pick something new from Claire's and all that they wanted were fake glasses. Ahem, Molly? I really think they might be your children.
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I also had an epiphany last week. I have fallen off the working out wagon. My schedule is just nutty and during the week it is almost impossible for me to make it there. But then I suffer from guilt. And things just go downhill from there. But then came the epiphany and I think its going to turn things back around for me.
I am going about it all wrong. Over the summer, I was going 3 to 5 times...during the week and saving my days off and cheat days for the weekend. Clearly, this is no longer working for me. So, I need to turn it around. I need to go to the gym Friday, Sat and Sun...when there is a little more time to squeeze it in and cutting myself a little slack during the week.
Not too long ago, I had a melt down...on the phone with my mother...in the parking lot of the post office. Awesome, right? And she said something amazing to me. The problem is that I keep putting too much pressure on myself.
And so, I am taking the during the week pressure off. During the week, my job is my job, my family, and getting the girls where they need to be. Period. End of story. I have to make it day to day and then I can concentrate on everything else over the glorious, way too short, weekends.
So, this is my new plan. I'll let you know how it goes.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Weekend Recap
1. Friday night I was exhausted. Super tired. I don't even remember what we did. That's kind of sad, isn't it?
2. Saturday...went to the post office, went to the bead show (hip! hip! hooray!) Oh, there are some super fantastic things coming your way!! Came home, worked on jewelry on and off for hours. It was a small slice of Heaven. And then I talked to Molly for a chunk of time Sat night. I love talking to Molly for a chunk of time. Especially around 11pm. It makes me feel young.
We also cut Quinn's hair on Saturday. Its the best haircut he's ever had. Really. Which was kind of shocking because he is not all that great about getting his hair cut and he was really less than stellar on Saturday. He spent more time in time out than not. We tell him to "go to the mat" meaning the rug in the foyer at the front door. By the end of the day he had rolled the rug up and hid it under the table in hopes that if there wasn't a mat then he couldn't be sent there.
3. Sunday...I had to go back to the bead show. I couldn't stop thinking about a few things that I didn't buy and wished that I had. So I went back. And now there are a few more things that I wish I had bought. Don't you hate it when that happens? I went grocery shopping. I worked on jewelry. (yay!) I cooked dinner and fed the kids while Chris was at choir practice. Then we had a dance party in the kitchen to songs that are mildly inappropriate for the girls. I can't help it. I have an affection for inappropriate songs. I bagged up my snacks for the week. (that could be a whole post on its own...maybe it will be) And then I ran my 5k. :)
Another long week ahead. Meetings out the wazoo. Chris starts teaching a gifted cert class Tuesday night. We are thankful for all of the amazing opportunities that we have received lately, but man, is change rough.
2. Saturday...went to the post office, went to the bead show (hip! hip! hooray!) Oh, there are some super fantastic things coming your way!! Came home, worked on jewelry on and off for hours. It was a small slice of Heaven. And then I talked to Molly for a chunk of time Sat night. I love talking to Molly for a chunk of time. Especially around 11pm. It makes me feel young.
We also cut Quinn's hair on Saturday. Its the best haircut he's ever had. Really. Which was kind of shocking because he is not all that great about getting his hair cut and he was really less than stellar on Saturday. He spent more time in time out than not. We tell him to "go to the mat" meaning the rug in the foyer at the front door. By the end of the day he had rolled the rug up and hid it under the table in hopes that if there wasn't a mat then he couldn't be sent there.
3. Sunday...I had to go back to the bead show. I couldn't stop thinking about a few things that I didn't buy and wished that I had. So I went back. And now there are a few more things that I wish I had bought. Don't you hate it when that happens? I went grocery shopping. I worked on jewelry. (yay!) I cooked dinner and fed the kids while Chris was at choir practice. Then we had a dance party in the kitchen to songs that are mildly inappropriate for the girls. I can't help it. I have an affection for inappropriate songs. I bagged up my snacks for the week. (that could be a whole post on its own...maybe it will be) And then I ran my 5k. :)
Another long week ahead. Meetings out the wazoo. Chris starts teaching a gifted cert class Tuesday night. We are thankful for all of the amazing opportunities that we have received lately, but man, is change rough.
Friday, August 19, 2011
The Car Ride Home
I let the girls play with my phone on the way home one day this week. They left these treasures on there...
Thursday, August 18, 2011
The Bead.
Chris was at choir practice Sunday night. The children had gone upstairs to watch a show in our room. I was cleaning up the kitchen after dinner.
After about 5 minutes, Quinn came downstairs.
Quinn: Mama. I got a bead up my nose.
**And then my heart stopped. And I felt a surge of panic. But I tried to stay calm.*
Me: What do you mean you have a bead up your nose?
Quinn: I put a bead up my nose and now it stuck there.
**And this is when I went, "Oh, crap." And my stopped heart sank into my stomach.**
Me: What kind of bead, Quinn? (One of mine? One of the girls'? We have a lot of beads in our house.)
Quinn: Ummmmm, a purple bead.
**And then he shoved his finger up his nose to the second knuckle.**
Me: Oh, no, Quinn! No, no! Don't put your finger up there! Here, let Mama take a look.
**And then I tipped his head back and sure enough, there really was something up there. My stopped heart that was in stomach plummeted to my knees. I frantically dialed Chris's phone. I mentally began calculating how long it would take to get Ike in the crate, the girls up to CB's house, and how long of a drive it would be to ER. Chris was already in Athens, he could meet us there. Panic. Sheer panic.
Sidenote: When I was 17, I had cat scratch fever (no, really, its true) and my parents had to take me to the children's hospital and there was a small child screaming in a room while the doctor extracted an acorn from her nose. I envisioned this being Quinn. It didn't help the situation.**
As the phone continued to ring, Quinn began blowing through his nose. On the 3rd blow, the bead shot across the room. Quinn took off after it. Upon retrieving it, he commented....
Quinn: Oh! Look, Mama, its a yellow bead, not purple!
Close one. We have discussed in great detail how nothing should be shoved up one's nose....ever.
After about 5 minutes, Quinn came downstairs.
Quinn: Mama. I got a bead up my nose.
**And then my heart stopped. And I felt a surge of panic. But I tried to stay calm.*
Me: What do you mean you have a bead up your nose?
Quinn: I put a bead up my nose and now it stuck there.
**And this is when I went, "Oh, crap." And my stopped heart sank into my stomach.**
Me: What kind of bead, Quinn? (One of mine? One of the girls'? We have a lot of beads in our house.)
Quinn: Ummmmm, a purple bead.
**And then he shoved his finger up his nose to the second knuckle.**
Me: Oh, no, Quinn! No, no! Don't put your finger up there! Here, let Mama take a look.
**And then I tipped his head back and sure enough, there really was something up there. My stopped heart that was in stomach plummeted to my knees. I frantically dialed Chris's phone. I mentally began calculating how long it would take to get Ike in the crate, the girls up to CB's house, and how long of a drive it would be to ER. Chris was already in Athens, he could meet us there. Panic. Sheer panic.
Sidenote: When I was 17, I had cat scratch fever (no, really, its true) and my parents had to take me to the children's hospital and there was a small child screaming in a room while the doctor extracted an acorn from her nose. I envisioned this being Quinn. It didn't help the situation.**
As the phone continued to ring, Quinn began blowing through his nose. On the 3rd blow, the bead shot across the room. Quinn took off after it. Upon retrieving it, he commented....
Quinn: Oh! Look, Mama, its a yellow bead, not purple!
Close one. We have discussed in great detail how nothing should be shoved up one's nose....ever.
Friday, August 12, 2011
The Ants Go Marching Two by Two...
...or four by four, 53 by 53, one trillion by one trillion. I'm sure that's how many we currently have in our house right now.
Its not good times. I can't even bring myself to say "Good Times" sarcastically and very little stops me from that. Apparently ants in my house does though.
It started Tuesday morning, in the dog food in the pantry. Chris sprayed them and it looked like a massacre had occurred in there by the time we got home.
On Tuesday night there were a few (10 to 20) in the front room/craft room. Chris was hoping that they were a few strays from the pantry. Then they were UPSTAIRS in the girls' room. And in between the kitchen and living room. And on the landing of the stairs.
Last night they were in the foyer and on the bottom stairs.
Today they were all over the counter by the canisters in the kitchen and on the floor in Quinn's room.
I swear, we do not keep a dirty house.
We've had a ridiculous amount of them in the flower beds around the house this summer. Apparently they've decided to move in.
I wonder if they would pay the mortgage so that we could move to Athens.
Its not good times. I can't even bring myself to say "Good Times" sarcastically and very little stops me from that. Apparently ants in my house does though.
It started Tuesday morning, in the dog food in the pantry. Chris sprayed them and it looked like a massacre had occurred in there by the time we got home.
On Tuesday night there were a few (10 to 20) in the front room/craft room. Chris was hoping that they were a few strays from the pantry. Then they were UPSTAIRS in the girls' room. And in between the kitchen and living room. And on the landing of the stairs.
Last night they were in the foyer and on the bottom stairs.
Today they were all over the counter by the canisters in the kitchen and on the floor in Quinn's room.
I swear, we do not keep a dirty house.
We've had a ridiculous amount of them in the flower beds around the house this summer. Apparently they've decided to move in.
I wonder if they would pay the mortgage so that we could move to Athens.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Matt + Chalise.
When Matt graduated from high school he packed up his tahoe and moved to Texas. I'm pretty sure that we all thought he would be back.
Seven years later, he's still there. He has a great girlfriend and they built a lovely house together and I'm thinking that he might be there to stay.
We spent the day in Athens with them...
Matt and Chandler. Yes, there was a headlock involved. That's how Uncle Matt rolls. I know this from growing up with that kid. He'll put you in a headlock at the drop of a hat.
Some of my favorite Athens places...
Back at the house, I tried to take a decent picture of Matt, Chalise and the kids. This is what I ended up with...
Pretty much a spectacular roll of outtakes. This one was my favorite. I think I'm going to put it up in my office.
What in the world is that child doing??? I also really love how Casey is pointing at him. Like I haven't noticed what a weirdo that one is. Sheesh.
And then there was this.... Q kept asking Uncle Matt for piggyback rides and then jumping onto his back. So eventually Uncle Matt told Q that it was his turn to give Matt a piggyback ride.
And in this picture, Quinn is saying, "I can't give you piggyback. My legs are too little. I got too little legs."
Seven years later, he's still there. He has a great girlfriend and they built a lovely house together and I'm thinking that he might be there to stay.
We spent the day in Athens with them...
Matt and Chandler. Yes, there was a headlock involved. That's how Uncle Matt rolls. I know this from growing up with that kid. He'll put you in a headlock at the drop of a hat.
Some of my favorite Athens places...
Back at the house, I tried to take a decent picture of Matt, Chalise and the kids. This is what I ended up with...
Pretty much a spectacular roll of outtakes. This one was my favorite. I think I'm going to put it up in my office.
What in the world is that child doing??? I also really love how Casey is pointing at him. Like I haven't noticed what a weirdo that one is. Sheesh.
And then there was this.... Q kept asking Uncle Matt for piggyback rides and then jumping onto his back. So eventually Uncle Matt told Q that it was his turn to give Matt a piggyback ride.
And in this picture, Quinn is saying, "I can't give you piggyback. My legs are too little. I got too little legs."
A Long Week and My Dog Chased a Runner.
Great title, isn't it? That's kind of how I feel this morning.
It was a really, really, long week. The first week back is always for the birds. It makes me long for summer. Its also really hard to be the new kid at school, which is what I've been this year. Everyone has been really great, but there just isn't that feeling of comfort yet. And being a new media specialist is much different than being a new teacher. Because a new teacher has their own classroom - that's theirs. A new media specialist is using a space that the whole school uses and any changes that are made affects everyone in the building. Its kind of like being a tightrope walker.
So it was a really long week. Chris is trying to learn the ins and outs of his new job. Meeting a billion new people a day and trying to remember how to get to his office. Its a little tricky when the building that he is in used to be a mental facility. Kind of funny, right?
We've started a sticker chart for Quinn to work on using his listening ears. At this point, when he listens the first time, he gets a sticker. 5 stickers = a treat. This is because I am at my breaking point with him - he pretty much refuses to listen to me. Not so fun.
And then this morning we're trying to get ready for my youngest brother, Matt, and his girlfriend, Chalise to come visit. They live in Texas and are rarely home. They're in town this weekend and I am super excited, but we're trying to get all the laundry done and some straightening up before they get here. Therefore, I did not have time to be screaming and chasing Ike at 9am this morning.
He was finishing up his pee when a lady ran down the hill on the other side of our house and around the corner. As soon as I saw her, I braced for the barking and the lunge. What I did not anticipate was Ike snapping his collar and chasing after the runner. And then I stood there, looking like a jackass with the leash and collar in my hand with no dog.
Mind you, I had just rolled out of bed. Hadn't even had a cup of coffee yet. And here I am in my front yard, with my 1995 Berkmar High School student council t-shirt on, yoga pants and birkenstocks. No bra. No brushed teeth. No brushed hair. Awesome.
I chased after him, alternately screaming for Ike and Chris. Chris never heard me. Ike jumped up and bit the back of the runners shorts. In the cul-de-sac behind my house, where the runner was heading, there was a little girl (toddler age) out in the front yard in her underwear while he dad was cleaning out the car and I saw my life flash before my eyes. The blood drained from my head and a clammy sweat took over.
Thank God for these things....
1. The runner stopped running and started sweet talking Ike who then began wagging his tail. (Of course, he still chased her when she tried to run again)
2. He was distracted before he noticed the child in the cul-de-sac.
3. He eventually settled down enough for me to pick him up and haul his ass back inside.
When I returned to the house and replayed the story for Chris, Quinn said, "No stickers for Bikey. He not usin his listening ears."
Right you are.
Now you may be asking yourself why he didn't have on his trusty harness. That would be because he ate through it yesterday.
Have I told you the dog is medicated?
Well, he is. Clearly that isn't working for us.
He's a gem of a dog, isn't he?
It was a really, really, long week. The first week back is always for the birds. It makes me long for summer. Its also really hard to be the new kid at school, which is what I've been this year. Everyone has been really great, but there just isn't that feeling of comfort yet. And being a new media specialist is much different than being a new teacher. Because a new teacher has their own classroom - that's theirs. A new media specialist is using a space that the whole school uses and any changes that are made affects everyone in the building. Its kind of like being a tightrope walker.
So it was a really long week. Chris is trying to learn the ins and outs of his new job. Meeting a billion new people a day and trying to remember how to get to his office. Its a little tricky when the building that he is in used to be a mental facility. Kind of funny, right?
We've started a sticker chart for Quinn to work on using his listening ears. At this point, when he listens the first time, he gets a sticker. 5 stickers = a treat. This is because I am at my breaking point with him - he pretty much refuses to listen to me. Not so fun.
And then this morning we're trying to get ready for my youngest brother, Matt, and his girlfriend, Chalise to come visit. They live in Texas and are rarely home. They're in town this weekend and I am super excited, but we're trying to get all the laundry done and some straightening up before they get here. Therefore, I did not have time to be screaming and chasing Ike at 9am this morning.
He was finishing up his pee when a lady ran down the hill on the other side of our house and around the corner. As soon as I saw her, I braced for the barking and the lunge. What I did not anticipate was Ike snapping his collar and chasing after the runner. And then I stood there, looking like a jackass with the leash and collar in my hand with no dog.
Mind you, I had just rolled out of bed. Hadn't even had a cup of coffee yet. And here I am in my front yard, with my 1995 Berkmar High School student council t-shirt on, yoga pants and birkenstocks. No bra. No brushed teeth. No brushed hair. Awesome.
I chased after him, alternately screaming for Ike and Chris. Chris never heard me. Ike jumped up and bit the back of the runners shorts. In the cul-de-sac behind my house, where the runner was heading, there was a little girl (toddler age) out in the front yard in her underwear while he dad was cleaning out the car and I saw my life flash before my eyes. The blood drained from my head and a clammy sweat took over.
Thank God for these things....
1. The runner stopped running and started sweet talking Ike who then began wagging his tail. (Of course, he still chased her when she tried to run again)
2. He was distracted before he noticed the child in the cul-de-sac.
3. He eventually settled down enough for me to pick him up and haul his ass back inside.
When I returned to the house and replayed the story for Chris, Quinn said, "No stickers for Bikey. He not usin his listening ears."
Right you are.
Now you may be asking yourself why he didn't have on his trusty harness. That would be because he ate through it yesterday.
Have I told you the dog is medicated?
Well, he is. Clearly that isn't working for us.
He's a gem of a dog, isn't he?
Monday, August 1, 2011
Checking In
Hi Friends. I think I may end up a little behind in the blogging world this week. Chris and I both officially started back to work today - both in new jobs - both with long commutes. By the time all the kids were picked up it was 5:30ish when we got home. I know that this is normal for lots of people, but it's about an hour or so later for us and we're feeling it.
I've decided that the only way we are going to make it through all of these transitions is to pray more and worry less.
Please remind me in 3 days that I said that. :)
ps. My mom bought the girls new sneakers for school this weekend. OMG. One child is wearing a 7 in ladies and the other is wearing a 6. After they made their purchases, Casey said to my mom, "I love being a woman." Puh-lease, that child is too much!
I've decided that the only way we are going to make it through all of these transitions is to pray more and worry less.
Please remind me in 3 days that I said that. :)
ps. My mom bought the girls new sneakers for school this weekend. OMG. One child is wearing a 7 in ladies and the other is wearing a 6. After they made their purchases, Casey said to my mom, "I love being a woman." Puh-lease, that child is too much!
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Random and More Random
First and foremost, let me just say thank you to all of you wonderful ladies that came to the Back to School Boutique. It was fantastic and I had such a great time...I hope you all did too. :)
Ike had another really great over night stay at the vet's office for boarding. We like to call it the hotel.
When Quinn came home from school yesterday, we had this conversation...
Quinn: Where Casey and Chandler, Mama?
Me: They went to stay at Meme and Pop's house this weekend so that they could go back to school shopping and have a girly weekend. They're going to do lots of girly things, and you don't want to do girly things, do you?
Quinn: No, I can't do girly things. I not a girl yet.
I just let that one go.
I cleaned the photos off my phone today. Here are a few of my favorites....
I'm pretty sure the trainer doesn't want to see that picture. Its so yummy though...and from several weeks ago - our anniversary weekend. And its kind of painful for me to look at right now because I'm pretty sure that I could inhale the whole plate. Its the veggie melt at the Grill in downtown Athens, with a side of fries and feta. Its a super happy food place for me.
After dinner we went for a short walk on campus. That white building with the columns? That's the chapel that we got married in. Beautiful.
And speaking of beautiful...
...my chickadees getting ready for church a couple of weekends ago. Chandler is really not that much taller than Casey. If you look closely you can see that she has on those blasted wedge sandals. I bought her a new pair of flat sandals the other day and made her trade me the wedges for them. Ugh.
Here's Bikey, home from the hotel today. And he can't seem to keep his eyes open. It has been nap time allllllll day long.
Ike had another really great over night stay at the vet's office for boarding. We like to call it the hotel.
When Quinn came home from school yesterday, we had this conversation...
Quinn: Where Casey and Chandler, Mama?
Me: They went to stay at Meme and Pop's house this weekend so that they could go back to school shopping and have a girly weekend. They're going to do lots of girly things, and you don't want to do girly things, do you?
Quinn: No, I can't do girly things. I not a girl yet.
I just let that one go.
I cleaned the photos off my phone today. Here are a few of my favorites....
I'm pretty sure the trainer doesn't want to see that picture. Its so yummy though...and from several weeks ago - our anniversary weekend. And its kind of painful for me to look at right now because I'm pretty sure that I could inhale the whole plate. Its the veggie melt at the Grill in downtown Athens, with a side of fries and feta. Its a super happy food place for me.
After dinner we went for a short walk on campus. That white building with the columns? That's the chapel that we got married in. Beautiful.
And speaking of beautiful...
...my chickadees getting ready for church a couple of weekends ago. Chandler is really not that much taller than Casey. If you look closely you can see that she has on those blasted wedge sandals. I bought her a new pair of flat sandals the other day and made her trade me the wedges for them. Ugh.
Here's Bikey, home from the hotel today. And he can't seem to keep his eyes open. It has been nap time allllllll day long.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
I love Enrique. I also love fried green tomatoes.
I love Enrique with Subzero Air Conditioning. Like, really love him. Its ok, not only does Chris know, but Chris also loves him. Because we came home today and our upstairs air was broken - it was 89 degrees up there. And we called Rebecca and then her dear husband came out to our house, after making 3 other calls, at 9pm. I love that man.
I had a cheat day today. Meaning, I didn't watch what I ate. Mainly because my new boss took us out to lunch (at The Savannah Room) and there wasn't anything that I wanted to eat that was less than 2000 calories. So, I ate what I wanted - a fried tomato BLT with vidalia onion spread on toasted sourdough bread with a side of fried green beans. And then I had key lime pie for dessert. There are 2 things that I am proud of in this situation...besides that I ate all the fried that I could get my hands on (I'm kind of an all the way kind of girl...like if I was gonna have a little bit of fried, I might as well have a lot)...
1. I only ate half my sandwich and 1/4 of my green beans and then I was full (with leaving room for dessert) and I stopped. Prior to the lifestyle change I would have noticed that I was full and then kept on eating.
2. I still didn't order a diet coke. This Saturday it will be three weeks since my DCD. Diet Coke Divorce. Instead, I've had 96oz of water today. No joke. I totally drink water now. And I sweat too. I just didn't sweat before and so actually the whole sweating thing is kind of disturbing...and gross. And I think I might be having hot flashes to go with it. Not that you really needed to know that.
I think next week I will be back to my WIWW posts. Its been a LONG time since I've done one. Mainly because I haven't been dressing. I mean, I get dressed and all (because that kind of sounded like I was naked all day. Not the case. Definitely not the case.), but during the end of the summer if I knew that I was going to the gym I would just put on gym clothes to wear all day and that is hardly acceptable for a WIWW post. Just sayin.
I had a cheat day today. Meaning, I didn't watch what I ate. Mainly because my new boss took us out to lunch (at The Savannah Room) and there wasn't anything that I wanted to eat that was less than 2000 calories. So, I ate what I wanted - a fried tomato BLT with vidalia onion spread on toasted sourdough bread with a side of fried green beans. And then I had key lime pie for dessert. There are 2 things that I am proud of in this situation...besides that I ate all the fried that I could get my hands on (I'm kind of an all the way kind of girl...like if I was gonna have a little bit of fried, I might as well have a lot)...
1. I only ate half my sandwich and 1/4 of my green beans and then I was full (with leaving room for dessert) and I stopped. Prior to the lifestyle change I would have noticed that I was full and then kept on eating.
2. I still didn't order a diet coke. This Saturday it will be three weeks since my DCD. Diet Coke Divorce. Instead, I've had 96oz of water today. No joke. I totally drink water now. And I sweat too. I just didn't sweat before and so actually the whole sweating thing is kind of disturbing...and gross. And I think I might be having hot flashes to go with it. Not that you really needed to know that.
I think next week I will be back to my WIWW posts. Its been a LONG time since I've done one. Mainly because I haven't been dressing. I mean, I get dressed and all (because that kind of sounded like I was naked all day. Not the case. Definitely not the case.), but during the end of the summer if I knew that I was going to the gym I would just put on gym clothes to wear all day and that is hardly acceptable for a WIWW post. Just sayin.
Monday, July 25, 2011
I'm done, may I please be excused?
Day 1: New county, new school....everything was great!
But, oh, Good Lord, I am t.i.r.e.d. In a big, big way. But I didn't want that to be an excuse to not go to the gym because, well, let's face it, now that I am back to work, I am gonna be tired most nights. So I went, and foolishly tried the elliptical machine. Angie = fool. Did you know that on the machine there is actually a warning that reads"If you feel pain, faint, dizzy or short of breath, discontinue use."? Well, I feel those things most of the time at the gym. I don't think I am going to be able to walk. And won't that be awesome? But seriously, I'm done. Toast.
ps. If you would like to read about my original elliptical experience (you know, when I didn't even know what the name of it actually way)...you can find that HERE.
But, oh, Good Lord, I am t.i.r.e.d. In a big, big way. But I didn't want that to be an excuse to not go to the gym because, well, let's face it, now that I am back to work, I am gonna be tired most nights. So I went, and foolishly tried the elliptical machine. Angie = fool. Did you know that on the machine there is actually a warning that reads"If you feel pain, faint, dizzy or short of breath, discontinue use."? Well, I feel those things most of the time at the gym. I don't think I am going to be able to walk. And won't that be awesome? But seriously, I'm done. Toast.
ps. If you would like to read about my original elliptical experience (you know, when I didn't even know what the name of it actually way)...you can find that HERE.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Lifestyle.
My brain feels like it is allllllll over the place right now. Does that happen to you?
1. Chris and I are both starting new jobs...tomorrow! Feeling both excited and terrified at the same time. Feeling a little frustrated to be attending three days of new employee orientation after already having spent a morning at a human resource meeting and a morning at a technology meeting. We think there should be a fast track for people who have already been in education for awhile. :) I am starting (gasp!) year 11. I don't know where the time goes. Really. I don't. I feel like we were just getting in the groove of summer and then its over. There are times when I really wish we worked normal, year round jobs, so that our schedule would be somewhat more consistent. The older I get the more I feel this way. It messes with my brain...this need for a schedule that I have.
2. I'm having an Ike & Co Back to School Boutique Friday night and Sat morning. So, I feel kind of all over the place trying to get ready for that. But am REALLY excited about having a house full of wonderful ladies. Email me if you are local and want to stop by. :)
3. Chris and I have been really serious about this whole changing our lifestyle bit. I've been hesitant to blog about it because...well...I don't really know why. But, here's the situation (my parents went away on a weeks vacation, and they left the keys to the brand new porsche, would they mind? Ummm, well, of course not. I'm sorry. Every time I say, "here's the situation" I feel the need to bust out with a little DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince. Lame. I know. At least I didn't sing the entire song for you. I could. Its a secret talent of mine. That and Ice Ice Baby, Baby Got Back and Its the End of the World. I feel another post coming on about this. ) Whew! Anyway, here's the situation...I am not exaggerating. I gained 17lbs from January to June. I went up 2 pant sizes and a bra size. In 6 months. Some might say that I needed to gain weight, but this was the first time in my life that I have gained weight as an adult without being pregnant. I even took a pregnancy test looking for a cause.
In the five years that Chris and I have been married, he has gained just under 50lbs...25 of it in the past 12 months. At the beginning of the summer when NONE of my shorts fit, we decided that perhaps we should quit the whining and do something about it. Hence my random fits of running at the beginning of the summer. But nothing was really sticking and we needed to do something. Neither of us were feeling very good about ourselves or our lifestyle. You know, the lifestyle were I have 3 helpings of country fried steak with white rice and gravy for dinner. That lifestyle.
So, for our anniversary we joined the gym again. And we got trainers. And we met with a nutritionist.
I haven't had a diet coke in 15 days. I am not even kidding. I don't think I've gone this long without one since I was maybe 16 years old. We have been using the My Plate feature on the Livestrong website. (If you have no idea what I'm talking about, you should look at it. Super fun.) I've been going to the gym 4 (if not 5) times a week - doing some trainer-y moves twice a week and then cardio the other times I go.
Now don't get me wrong, I still feel ridiculous doing most of these things. You know, especially when I realized I had started throwing punches as I was running. Pretty ridiculous. But I felt even more ridiculous when I could no longer fit into clothes that I bought in MARCH. March, people. And not last March...this March. I felt ridiculous when it was taking me 20 minutes and trying on multiple outfits when getting dressed in the morning not because I couldn't decide on what to wear but to find something that fit to wear. Huge difference. I felt ridiculous when contemplating buying new work clothes (again!) and then praying that the weight gain would stop (not to worry, I had my thyroid checked...its in perfect working order), when I could spend the same (if not less) amount of money changing my lifestyle and being able to fit in my old clothes. My "me" clothes.
My trainer? I love her. No really, I do. Even though she makes me mad when she says things like, "And we're doing 2 more, cause you can." Sometimes I really want to tell her what she can do with her two more. It wouldn't be nice. Chris says that you can hear the two of us laughing throughout the gym. And so it is kinda fun to spend 30 minutes laughing while doing ridiculous things. She is also another white girl who loves gangsta rap. We're also planning a flash mob dance together. Although I think that's supposed to be a secret.
And Chris and I are doing this together. And we feel really good about it. We also feel really good about the united front that we are presenting to the girls and the positive changes we have made for our family.
And now that that's all out in the open. I think I'll blog a little more about it from time to time. :)
4. The other night we had chicken for dinner and Quinn and I were going back and forth talking about how we love the chickey, chickey, chickey and then I would bgok, bgok, bauk, bauk at him and he would do it back to me and we were all laughing and smiling and having a fabulous dinner together...until my kid said to me, "Bauk you!" And then we stopped laughing and all just looked at each other. And now its something that Chris and I mumble under our breath...bauk you.
1. Chris and I are both starting new jobs...tomorrow! Feeling both excited and terrified at the same time. Feeling a little frustrated to be attending three days of new employee orientation after already having spent a morning at a human resource meeting and a morning at a technology meeting. We think there should be a fast track for people who have already been in education for awhile. :) I am starting (gasp!) year 11. I don't know where the time goes. Really. I don't. I feel like we were just getting in the groove of summer and then its over. There are times when I really wish we worked normal, year round jobs, so that our schedule would be somewhat more consistent. The older I get the more I feel this way. It messes with my brain...this need for a schedule that I have.
2. I'm having an Ike & Co Back to School Boutique Friday night and Sat morning. So, I feel kind of all over the place trying to get ready for that. But am REALLY excited about having a house full of wonderful ladies. Email me if you are local and want to stop by. :)
3. Chris and I have been really serious about this whole changing our lifestyle bit. I've been hesitant to blog about it because...well...I don't really know why. But, here's the situation (my parents went away on a weeks vacation, and they left the keys to the brand new porsche, would they mind? Ummm, well, of course not. I'm sorry. Every time I say, "here's the situation" I feel the need to bust out with a little DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince. Lame. I know. At least I didn't sing the entire song for you. I could. Its a secret talent of mine. That and Ice Ice Baby, Baby Got Back and Its the End of the World. I feel another post coming on about this. ) Whew! Anyway, here's the situation...I am not exaggerating. I gained 17lbs from January to June. I went up 2 pant sizes and a bra size. In 6 months. Some might say that I needed to gain weight, but this was the first time in my life that I have gained weight as an adult without being pregnant. I even took a pregnancy test looking for a cause.
In the five years that Chris and I have been married, he has gained just under 50lbs...25 of it in the past 12 months. At the beginning of the summer when NONE of my shorts fit, we decided that perhaps we should quit the whining and do something about it. Hence my random fits of running at the beginning of the summer. But nothing was really sticking and we needed to do something. Neither of us were feeling very good about ourselves or our lifestyle. You know, the lifestyle were I have 3 helpings of country fried steak with white rice and gravy for dinner. That lifestyle.
So, for our anniversary we joined the gym again. And we got trainers. And we met with a nutritionist.
I haven't had a diet coke in 15 days. I am not even kidding. I don't think I've gone this long without one since I was maybe 16 years old. We have been using the My Plate feature on the Livestrong website. (If you have no idea what I'm talking about, you should look at it. Super fun.) I've been going to the gym 4 (if not 5) times a week - doing some trainer-y moves twice a week and then cardio the other times I go.
Now don't get me wrong, I still feel ridiculous doing most of these things. You know, especially when I realized I had started throwing punches as I was running. Pretty ridiculous. But I felt even more ridiculous when I could no longer fit into clothes that I bought in MARCH. March, people. And not last March...this March. I felt ridiculous when it was taking me 20 minutes and trying on multiple outfits when getting dressed in the morning not because I couldn't decide on what to wear but to find something that fit to wear. Huge difference. I felt ridiculous when contemplating buying new work clothes (again!) and then praying that the weight gain would stop (not to worry, I had my thyroid checked...its in perfect working order), when I could spend the same (if not less) amount of money changing my lifestyle and being able to fit in my old clothes. My "me" clothes.
My trainer? I love her. No really, I do. Even though she makes me mad when she says things like, "And we're doing 2 more, cause you can." Sometimes I really want to tell her what she can do with her two more. It wouldn't be nice. Chris says that you can hear the two of us laughing throughout the gym. And so it is kinda fun to spend 30 minutes laughing while doing ridiculous things. She is also another white girl who loves gangsta rap. We're also planning a flash mob dance together. Although I think that's supposed to be a secret.
And Chris and I are doing this together. And we feel really good about it. We also feel really good about the united front that we are presenting to the girls and the positive changes we have made for our family.
And now that that's all out in the open. I think I'll blog a little more about it from time to time. :)
4. The other night we had chicken for dinner and Quinn and I were going back and forth talking about how we love the chickey, chickey, chickey and then I would bgok, bgok, bauk, bauk at him and he would do it back to me and we were all laughing and smiling and having a fabulous dinner together...until my kid said to me, "Bauk you!" And then we stopped laughing and all just looked at each other. And now its something that Chris and I mumble under our breath...bauk you.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Slightly Freaking Out. Just so you know.
Today is the day where I begin freaking out.
Just so you know.
It really started coming on yesterday and I tried to ignore it, but that clearly didn't work.
I also ate kashi yesterday morning for breakfast (a meal I typically choose to skip but the darn trainer makes me work harder when I skip a meal, so I was trying to be good and follow directions, so I ate the damn kashi) and then I spent the vast majority of the day in the bathroom. TMI? Probably.
So I had lots of time on my hands yesterday to worry.
I have to take the girls to register them for school today. At their new school. Which is also my new school. And I am kind of freaking out about it. Like screaming in my brain. And that's never good.
I believe we all know that I do not handle change well. And there are a lot of changes right now.
The times they are a-changin.
And I'm really, truly not sure how everything is going to work out this year. And I kind of want to just cry today. Which perhaps is just what I need to do. Spend the day crying and then move on and get over it.
And part of me wants to deny that any of this is even happening.
But it is, and I have to deal with it.
That's so grown up of me, isn't it? Ugh.
Just so you know.
It really started coming on yesterday and I tried to ignore it, but that clearly didn't work.
I also ate kashi yesterday morning for breakfast (a meal I typically choose to skip but the darn trainer makes me work harder when I skip a meal, so I was trying to be good and follow directions, so I ate the damn kashi) and then I spent the vast majority of the day in the bathroom. TMI? Probably.
So I had lots of time on my hands yesterday to worry.
I have to take the girls to register them for school today. At their new school. Which is also my new school. And I am kind of freaking out about it. Like screaming in my brain. And that's never good.
I believe we all know that I do not handle change well. And there are a lot of changes right now.
The times they are a-changin.
And I'm really, truly not sure how everything is going to work out this year. And I kind of want to just cry today. Which perhaps is just what I need to do. Spend the day crying and then move on and get over it.
And part of me wants to deny that any of this is even happening.
But it is, and I have to deal with it.
That's so grown up of me, isn't it? Ugh.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Love and Other Things
Jessica and her kids made it here last night just in time for dinner. Which I totally should've taken pictures of. Oh how I love Chris and his fantastic cooking/hosting skills. Last night we had the tomato, basil, fresh mozzarella skewers, grilled pork tenderloin, grilled squash, zucchini and onions, and rosemary and garlic smashed red potatoes. It may or may not have been on my new meal plan. But whatever it was, it was delicious!
Our kids hit it off IMMEDIATELY! Hooray! And they all ran outside to play together, leaving Jess and I to eat a grown up dinner sans kids. Delightful. Really, I cannot say enough about how well they all played together. And then it was bedtime and they.all.went.to.sleep. Like Quinn didn't come downstairs once. What is that all about???? Unheard of. (Although he did manage to come into our room at some point in the night to sleep.)
Jess and I talked for hours. And I think we could have easily talked for days on end.
It was perfect. I love this girl and her kids.
We were even wearing the same color polish on our toes. No, seriously. Without planning.
How crazy is that? Electric blue toe nails???
And I made a pair of these silver earrings and sent them to Jess a couple of months ago and she loves them. They are her go-to earrings and she told me that I had to put them in the shop. So, I made a few pairs for you and they'll be in the shop later today. :)
Our kids hit it off IMMEDIATELY! Hooray! And they all ran outside to play together, leaving Jess and I to eat a grown up dinner sans kids. Delightful. Really, I cannot say enough about how well they all played together. And then it was bedtime and they.all.went.to.sleep. Like Quinn didn't come downstairs once. What is that all about???? Unheard of. (Although he did manage to come into our room at some point in the night to sleep.)
Jess and I talked for hours. And I think we could have easily talked for days on end.
It was perfect. I love this girl and her kids.
{Lydia, Casey, Miles, Quinn, Chandler}
We were even wearing the same color polish on our toes. No, seriously. Without planning.
How crazy is that? Electric blue toe nails???
And I made a pair of these silver earrings and sent them to Jess a couple of months ago and she loves them. They are her go-to earrings and she told me that I had to put them in the shop. So, I made a few pairs for you and they'll be in the shop later today. :)
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Poop Patrol
Ike continues to poop in the house. Its his 2nd flaw. First being that he is not a people person. Second is that he poops in the house. Everyday.
We finally have him not peeing in the house, but the poop is another story. Big sigh.
Every time Ike poops, Quinn announces it.
"Bikey pooped! Bike poop! In da corner dere Bike poop! One! Two! Three bikey poops!"
He shouts this while laying on his belly with his face approx. 3 inches from the poop.
"Dat a bad dog. Eeeewwwww! I not like Bikey poops."
Really? Could've fooled me. Because I would think, based on your reaction, that Bike poops are one of the highlights of your day.
This morning, Quinn then went on to talk about how he was going to kick us in our nose next time Bike pooped. Um, what?????
Then, as he was getting hugs and kisses from Chan he said, "Now dat's what I'm talkin bout."
We finally have him not peeing in the house, but the poop is another story. Big sigh.
Every time Ike poops, Quinn announces it.
"Bikey pooped! Bike poop! In da corner dere Bike poop! One! Two! Three bikey poops!"
He shouts this while laying on his belly with his face approx. 3 inches from the poop.
"Dat a bad dog. Eeeewwwww! I not like Bikey poops."
Really? Could've fooled me. Because I would think, based on your reaction, that Bike poops are one of the highlights of your day.
This morning, Quinn then went on to talk about how he was going to kick us in our nose next time Bike pooped. Um, what?????
Then, as he was getting hugs and kisses from Chan he said, "Now dat's what I'm talkin bout."
Monday, July 11, 2011
What? The weekend is over? Over, you say?
I just don't really even know what happened to this weekend.
I mean, I do, its just that it went by way, way, way too fast.
Friday was our anniversary. My mom (and stepdad) took the kids for the weekend. But by the time we got home from driving them out to her and then driving back home we were tired. And we live about 30 minutes away from anywhere to do anything/see anything/etc. And we couldn't imagine another hour in the car.
So, we laid around, reading, in our very, very quiet house. I'm a little behind the times, but I was in the middle of The Hunger Games series. (I am now very attached to Katniss and Peeta....I finished both book 2 and 3 this weekend.) We decided to eat hibachi for dinner (oh how I love hibachi) and then we went to the grocery store together.
I know. Really romantic way to spend your anniversary, right?
But, in all honesty, I can't remember when the last time was that we went to the grocery store. People were kind of shocked to us - together...with no children.
On Saturday we went to the gym together. I had to not look at him because otherwise I would start laughing. So instead I looked at this other guy who, no lie, was using the pulley weight thing and hitting himself in the sides of his head with the handles. Over and over and over. It was pretty ridiculous. (If you do this move, I am certainly not trying to offend you, and I think you should know that other people at the gym are laughing at you.)
Then we did more reading. Then we ran some errands in Athens and had a slight change in plans at the last minute, so we ate dinner at the Grill. While I am trying to eat a little better, there is just no way to turn down an order of fries and feta. Just sayin. Then we did a lot of downtown walking - like 6 blocks or so - in order to justify stopping at Ben & Jerry's for ice cream.
We drove out to mom's to get the kids yesterday. Spent some time poolside with my fish for children. Really. All three of them are amazing in the water. My brother, Randall, was there to toss some kids around in the pool and they were all begging for more. I think Q thinks that Randall is the greatest person on the planet.
And then this morning no one wanted to get up.
But we had to. Q went to school. Chris and I had signed up to work at Our Daily Bread (the soup kitchen) in Athens. The girls went with us and were extremely good and patient and well behaved.
I think that pretty much covers it.
Tomorrow we'll return to normal.
Maybe.
ps - I'm meeting with the trainer tomorrow and I have to show her my food log. I'm a little nervous about it. She might make me drop and do 20 for every piece of bread that I ate. :)
I mean, I do, its just that it went by way, way, way too fast.
Friday was our anniversary. My mom (and stepdad) took the kids for the weekend. But by the time we got home from driving them out to her and then driving back home we were tired. And we live about 30 minutes away from anywhere to do anything/see anything/etc. And we couldn't imagine another hour in the car.
So, we laid around, reading, in our very, very quiet house. I'm a little behind the times, but I was in the middle of The Hunger Games series. (I am now very attached to Katniss and Peeta....I finished both book 2 and 3 this weekend.) We decided to eat hibachi for dinner (oh how I love hibachi) and then we went to the grocery store together.
I know. Really romantic way to spend your anniversary, right?
But, in all honesty, I can't remember when the last time was that we went to the grocery store. People were kind of shocked to us - together...with no children.
On Saturday we went to the gym together. I had to not look at him because otherwise I would start laughing. So instead I looked at this other guy who, no lie, was using the pulley weight thing and hitting himself in the sides of his head with the handles. Over and over and over. It was pretty ridiculous. (If you do this move, I am certainly not trying to offend you, and I think you should know that other people at the gym are laughing at you.)
Then we did more reading. Then we ran some errands in Athens and had a slight change in plans at the last minute, so we ate dinner at the Grill. While I am trying to eat a little better, there is just no way to turn down an order of fries and feta. Just sayin. Then we did a lot of downtown walking - like 6 blocks or so - in order to justify stopping at Ben & Jerry's for ice cream.
We drove out to mom's to get the kids yesterday. Spent some time poolside with my fish for children. Really. All three of them are amazing in the water. My brother, Randall, was there to toss some kids around in the pool and they were all begging for more. I think Q thinks that Randall is the greatest person on the planet.
And then this morning no one wanted to get up.
But we had to. Q went to school. Chris and I had signed up to work at Our Daily Bread (the soup kitchen) in Athens. The girls went with us and were extremely good and patient and well behaved.
I think that pretty much covers it.
Tomorrow we'll return to normal.
Maybe.
ps - I'm meeting with the trainer tomorrow and I have to show her my food log. I'm a little nervous about it. She might make me drop and do 20 for every piece of bread that I ate. :)
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
The View
I love this view from my craft table.
While I was working away, my children were all gathered on the couch, 3 feet away from me, watching an episode of Dora on netflix instant streaming. Even though the girls are really too old for that show, they humor Quinn and watch it with him anyway. And that makes this mama very happy.
I had a post up from late last night about my interview and my ridiculousness and how nervous I get. I took it down this morning because I couldn't stand the thought of it being there. It made my stomach hurt just thinking about it. I do appreciate the comments and emails that I've gotten about it. And apparently if you follow me or have me in your reader, you can still read it. Aren't you lucky? :)
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Spring Forward, Yes Indeed!
While I did not enjoy losing that hour of sleep and said repeatedly, "This is not a good morning," I am super excited about spring forward! I love the extra daylight. I love that it is starting to warm up. I love that my kids have played outside both days this weekend. I love that the windows are open. I love what spring does for my mood (vastly improves it). I seriously love that spring is on the way!
This week is going to be a busy one, for sure! Its book fair week at school...which is kind of like Super Bowl week for a librarian.
And...I have so much going on (in my head at least) in terms of plans for the shop and the blog. Some spring cleaning...that's what I am going to call it....and I can't wait to share it all with you!
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Saturday Playlist
I spent part of the day working on things for the shop. I'm feeling a little behind. Sometimes it just happens that way. This was my playlist for the day...
My Name is Jonas by Weezer
(Because who doesn't love some Weezer???? And suddenly I am 16 years old again driving around in my 89 Honda jamming out. Big sigh. I love every song on that album. Every. Single. Song. Really.)
(Because who doesn't love some Weezer???? And suddenly I am 16 years old again driving around in my 89 Honda jamming out. Big sigh. I love every song on that album. Every. Single. Song. Really.)
This particular list is making me a very happy girl. I love sing-along days and hand clapping songs. Success.
And this is some of what I worked on...
{All Across the Universe Necklace}
{Honey Blossom Earrings}
{Opalite Filigree Earrings}
And then we spent some time outside. Q especially enjoyed the swings.
As did Chandler....
Casey flew her kite and was then just so, so sweat and had to go inside to cool off. Please keep in mind that it is only 70. I can only imagine the dramatics that are going to be going on when its 100...which is bound to happen around the middle of July.
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