'kay, so I'm blogging twice in one day but I NEED to! I have lost 27 pounds. Yeah me!!!!!! Well, actually it's 26.5 lbs BECAUSE I GAINED!!!! AND THEN I WENT TO DAIRY QUEEN AND GOT A MEDIUM CHOCOLATE EXTREME BLIZZARD!!!! Bad! Bad! Bad! But sooooo yummy.
I started out so well on this diet/lifestyle makeover and now, now I'm messing up. I'm not eating my veggies like I should. I wish I liked raw vegetables better. I wish I loved to exercise. But if that were the case I wouldn't be this fat, would I??
So now I must get back on track. I have at least another 30 pounds to lose. And I HAVE to. I think I'm seriously heading down the road to diabetes. I've been testing my blood sugar first thing in the morning and it's a little on the high side. The testing strips are left over from before John was born though, so I'm hoping they might not be good anymore.
For tonight, I'm gonna enjoy my ice cream all by myself, and read a good book. And turn off this darn computer.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
The other day the kids and I went to my mom and dad's. Sarah was so excited you'd think she never sees them. She hauled out her suitcase and packed it. She found John's suitcase and packed it. She got herself dressed. She was READY! I broke the news that we weren't staying overnight but she didn't care. I thought I'd check to see what she'd put in the suitcases, just for giggles. For herself she packed: 3 pairs of socks, 1 pair of underwear, 4 diapers, her water shoes, a jacket and a teddy bear. John got: 3 pairs of long pants, a pair of shorts, 1 long sleeved shirt and a pair of socks. We also had to bring her bicycle helmet, Ernie and a blanket. She is too funny, and forget even trying to talk her out of anything. It was easier just to take the stuff even if it stayed in the car!
Today she wanted me to bring up her "weasel" from the basement so she could play with the alphabet letters and draw with chalk. It's so rainy today that I said "okay". Of course now I have to draw bicycles with chalk. Did I mention it's only 7:22 am?
John is still peacefully snoring (lucky stinker!) while Sarah and I have been up for more than an hour. James is also in bed 'cuz of working all night. I'd loooove another hour or so but alas, mothering duty calls. Or blogging duty, in this case!
I think I need more coffee......
Today she wanted me to bring up her "weasel" from the basement so she could play with the alphabet letters and draw with chalk. It's so rainy today that I said "okay". Of course now I have to draw bicycles with chalk. Did I mention it's only 7:22 am?
John is still peacefully snoring (lucky stinker!) while Sarah and I have been up for more than an hour. James is also in bed 'cuz of working all night. I'd loooove another hour or so but alas, mothering duty calls. Or blogging duty, in this case!
I think I need more coffee......
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Yikes!
I can't believe it's June. I don't even know the exact day but I know it's June. I don't know what I'm trying to do here because I've got Sarah literally hanging off me asking for "goldfishies" and John about to hijack the phone (WHICH HE IS NOT ALLOWED TO TOUCH!!!). I'm waiting for the spaghetti to cook. Dora is rescuing animals with Boots and Diego and I'm wondering why the samhill Sarah isn't watching. I've just pried John away from the phone and he has already bumscootched back over there. Sigh.
It has been "one of those days". And I've even had a kidfree two hour break today. It feels like it was yesterday.
Now John is screeching in the highchair and Sarah is halfheartedly watching Dora. I really should stop ignoring them and feed them supper.
More later. Maybe.
It has been "one of those days". And I've even had a kidfree two hour break today. It feels like it was yesterday.
Now John is screeching in the highchair and Sarah is halfheartedly watching Dora. I really should stop ignoring them and feed them supper.
More later. Maybe.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Poor Fishie
My dear sister in law, Mary, gave Sarah a goldfish for her birthday. I gave Mary the evil eye and she promptly threw up her hands and said "Hey, I could have bought her a kitten." Good point. Fishie can stay.
"What's his name, Sarah?" By the way, how the heck can you tell if a fish is male or female???
"His name be Goldfish." Apparently Goldfish had already been dropped several times on his way home.
So we got him settled into his little fish tank, gave him some food and left him swimming happily, probably relieved that he was out of the hands of an almost three year old.
Goldfish the First lasted about three weeks before I found him seriously listing on his side at the top of the tank. It's a good idea to change the fishie's water on a regular basis otherwise they suffocate. Who knew?? Sarah wanted to feed Fishie and didn't quite get it that Fishie didn't need food anymore.
Our neighbours across the street have goldfish in their pond. They generously offered to give Sarah three of them and gave me some tips on the general care and maintenance of goldfish. Blow some bubbles into the water to reoxygenate the water, and change the water every 5 days or so. Got it, Larry. Thanks.
Two days later Sarah and I are blowing bubbles into the fish tank, making sure Goldfish Junior, Goldfish the Third and Goldfish the Fouth have enough oxygen. Sarah forgets to take the straw out of the water before reoxygenating herself and swallows a gulp of nasty pond water. Mental note to self: Blow bubbles into the tank when Sarah is not around.
Goldfish Junior and Goldfish the Third are discovered floating about three days after the bubble blowing incident. Sarah doesn't even miss 'em.
Goldfish the Fourth seems to be made of hearty stock and is still swimming happily. He gets some nice, clean water and a whole tank to himself. He gets fed and bubbled until TODAY when I saw him in exactly the same spot as Fishie the First, dead. He's still there. I can't make myself get rid of him.
Sarah doesn't care. She knows there's a whole pond of fish across the street. And she knows Larry'll give her another one.
I care. Dead fish are gross. Where can I hide the fish tank?
"What's his name, Sarah?" By the way, how the heck can you tell if a fish is male or female???
"His name be Goldfish." Apparently Goldfish had already been dropped several times on his way home.
So we got him settled into his little fish tank, gave him some food and left him swimming happily, probably relieved that he was out of the hands of an almost three year old.
Goldfish the First lasted about three weeks before I found him seriously listing on his side at the top of the tank. It's a good idea to change the fishie's water on a regular basis otherwise they suffocate. Who knew?? Sarah wanted to feed Fishie and didn't quite get it that Fishie didn't need food anymore.
Our neighbours across the street have goldfish in their pond. They generously offered to give Sarah three of them and gave me some tips on the general care and maintenance of goldfish. Blow some bubbles into the water to reoxygenate the water, and change the water every 5 days or so. Got it, Larry. Thanks.
Two days later Sarah and I are blowing bubbles into the fish tank, making sure Goldfish Junior, Goldfish the Third and Goldfish the Fouth have enough oxygen. Sarah forgets to take the straw out of the water before reoxygenating herself and swallows a gulp of nasty pond water. Mental note to self: Blow bubbles into the tank when Sarah is not around.
Goldfish Junior and Goldfish the Third are discovered floating about three days after the bubble blowing incident. Sarah doesn't even miss 'em.
Goldfish the Fourth seems to be made of hearty stock and is still swimming happily. He gets some nice, clean water and a whole tank to himself. He gets fed and bubbled until TODAY when I saw him in exactly the same spot as Fishie the First, dead. He's still there. I can't make myself get rid of him.
Sarah doesn't care. She knows there's a whole pond of fish across the street. And she knows Larry'll give her another one.
I care. Dead fish are gross. Where can I hide the fish tank?
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Copycat
Okay, I'll be the first to admit it. I'm a copycat. My friend Chrystie has a blog and I've been experiencing blog jealousy (blealousy?). I'm addicted to her blog and love being able to have a peek into her life, especially as she lives far away! I'm also a wanna be writer and thought writing a blog might be a good way to express any creative impulses I might have since I don't have time to scrapbook (another addiction.....sigh.) I might post some pictures of my absolutely adorable children, and my gorgeous hubby but since I am technologically delayed it might be some time before I figure that out. So stay tuned and we'll see where this goes!
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