I took a trip to the doctor today for a check-up and refills on prescriptions. It was an awesome visit...until the end.
I've lost 30.5 pounds! I'm so excited and can't wait to lose more. The only downside of all this is that my clothes are starting to sag and the clothing budget for me right now pretty much sucks. There's nothing worse than having a new shape and wanting to show it off but the only way to do that is with some magical usage of safety pins and duct tape. Do you think I can pass off a belt made of duct tape as something stylish? I doubt it.
The reason the visit wasn't so awesome at the end was because she reminded me I was due for a tetanus shot. Yuck! I'm a wussy and hate shots. The shot wasn't so bad but the pain I'm feeling in my arm now bites. I'm trying to clean house and dragging my left arm around behind me is really slowing me down. My dream of a spotless house today has been dampened by an immunization. Oh well, I really didn't want to spend my day at home alone slaving anyway.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
PHOTOS...
I was playing around with some photos using tips found on The Pioneer Woman's site. I love the black and white photos. I especially like the ones with a highlighted color left in. Gooey's eyes are just too beautiful to not highlight. The picture of both of the boys has some sepia added in.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
WEEK ONE...COMPLETE...
Yes the first week of Gooey going to his new sitter is complete. A complete success, that is. He had some issues at first. He cried when Daddeee dropped him off and then cried that evening anytime we mentioned going to "Gammy's" house.
Now, he can't wait to get there. He talks about Gammy all the time. He's even sad that he doesn't go to Gammy's house tomorrow.
And, I do believe, Gammy is smitten with Gooey. She raves about how well behaved he was each day. She's even amazed that he asks for a nap each day. She's been babysitting forever and a day and in all her years, she said he's the first child to ever ask to take a nap.
A little history, Gammy was my babysitter from the time I was 18 months until I started school. She is the best babysitter ever. I feel so incredibly lucky to have her watching my child.
I feel so much better knowing they both adore each other.
Now, he can't wait to get there. He talks about Gammy all the time. He's even sad that he doesn't go to Gammy's house tomorrow.
And, I do believe, Gammy is smitten with Gooey. She raves about how well behaved he was each day. She's even amazed that he asks for a nap each day. She's been babysitting forever and a day and in all her years, she said he's the first child to ever ask to take a nap.
A little history, Gammy was my babysitter from the time I was 18 months until I started school. She is the best babysitter ever. I feel so incredibly lucky to have her watching my child.
I feel so much better knowing they both adore each other.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
MY OH MY...
Why does it seem like time just flies by so quickly? Before I know it, days and sometimes, weeks, have past since my last post. You'd think that it's because I live such an exotic life that I have no time to post.
Actually, it's just about the opposite. I don't live an exotic life at all. I live a very ordinary life. Wake up, get the boys ready for school/babysitter (YAY! School has started again.), head off to work, work my fanny off for little pay, come home, cook dinner, play with the kids, nightly chores, sleep, rinse and repeat. Yup. That sums it up.
But I've decided I like my mundane life. We've had excitement added to our lives with a not-so-honest relative that was due to move in but we dodged that bullet before it hit.
I'm thrilled that school has started and I once again have a routine for my family. I like routine. It's predictable. No surprises.
But even my routine, mundane life keeps me so busy that I don't post as often as I'd like. Part of my problem is that I can't think of things to post. Unless I'm driving. Or sitting on hold with an office. It's at these times that I think of the most awesome stories or thoughts to post about. My problem is retaining the thoughts or ideas. I'm awful at remembering things. I've been told I should carry a notebook but I can't even remember to pick it up to bring it with me.
So until I can solve my issues, your stuck with dull updates and humdrum thoughts. But hey, they're from me. That should count for something.
Actually, it's just about the opposite. I don't live an exotic life at all. I live a very ordinary life. Wake up, get the boys ready for school/babysitter (YAY! School has started again.), head off to work, work my fanny off for little pay, come home, cook dinner, play with the kids, nightly chores, sleep, rinse and repeat. Yup. That sums it up.
But I've decided I like my mundane life. We've had excitement added to our lives with a not-so-honest relative that was due to move in but we dodged that bullet before it hit.
I'm thrilled that school has started and I once again have a routine for my family. I like routine. It's predictable. No surprises.
But even my routine, mundane life keeps me so busy that I don't post as often as I'd like. Part of my problem is that I can't think of things to post. Unless I'm driving. Or sitting on hold with an office. It's at these times that I think of the most awesome stories or thoughts to post about. My problem is retaining the thoughts or ideas. I'm awful at remembering things. I've been told I should carry a notebook but I can't even remember to pick it up to bring it with me.
So until I can solve my issues, your stuck with dull updates and humdrum thoughts. But hey, they're from me. That should count for something.
Saturday, August 09, 2008
I'M 18 ALL OVER AGAIN...
Last night was the first night of my 20 year high school reunion. It was an informal get-together and a loca bar. The entire night was a blast.
Seeing some old friends brought back all the same feelings of being in high school again, only this time with the added thought of "will anyone remember me". The feelings were senseless worries because, as it turns out, I was memorable. To some people, at least.
Connecting with old friends was wonderful. Daddeee got to meet the first boy I ever kissed. His girlfriend, whom I was good friends with in school, asked Daddeee if he wanted to hit him, jokingly of course. It made for a fun topic of conversation. By the way, we were seven when the "infamous kiss" took place.
The bad that played was "The Reagan Years" with lead singer, Al Bickley, a fellow graduate. They played 80's music and were surprisingly fantastic!
I also made some new friends last night. I knew their names in school but never had classes with or hung out with but we had a lot of fun getting to know each other.
So tonight is the continuation. We're having cocktails and dinner at the Crown Plaza Hotel. Daddeee surprised me and got us a room for the night. I'm so excited.
Seeing some old friends brought back all the same feelings of being in high school again, only this time with the added thought of "will anyone remember me". The feelings were senseless worries because, as it turns out, I was memorable. To some people, at least.
Connecting with old friends was wonderful. Daddeee got to meet the first boy I ever kissed. His girlfriend, whom I was good friends with in school, asked Daddeee if he wanted to hit him, jokingly of course. It made for a fun topic of conversation. By the way, we were seven when the "infamous kiss" took place.
The bad that played was "The Reagan Years" with lead singer, Al Bickley, a fellow graduate. They played 80's music and were surprisingly fantastic!
I also made some new friends last night. I knew their names in school but never had classes with or hung out with but we had a lot of fun getting to know each other.
So tonight is the continuation. We're having cocktails and dinner at the Crown Plaza Hotel. Daddeee surprised me and got us a room for the night. I'm so excited.
Thursday, August 07, 2008
MORE CONVERSATIONS WITH GOOEY...
Gooey: Daddeee, what's that?
Daddeee: That's an airbrush.
Gooey: What you do with that airbrush?
Daddeee: I paint with it.
Gooey: When I get older, I can paint my boobies with it.
-Where does he come up with this stuff?
Daddeee: That's an airbrush.
Gooey: What you do with that airbrush?
Daddeee: I paint with it.
Gooey: When I get older, I can paint my boobies with it.
-Where does he come up with this stuff?
Monday, August 04, 2008
STEPPED IN A BIG PILE OF MONDAY...
Actually, for a Monday, today wasn't too bad. I just like the saying "stepped in a big pile of Monday". It so sums up most Mondays.
It was the usual busy day at work. My buddy, Kate, was back from vacation and she always makes the workday more fun. We have some new pharmacists and it's a blast making their lives difficult.
Got home and threw some dogs on the grill and enjoyed them with some baked beans. The kids (and me too) love dogs on the grill. They like theirs just warmed but I like mine with a little black on the outside. I like to have a slight crunch when I bite into the hot dog.
We spent the remainder of the evening "burritoing" each other up in a blanket on the living room floor. I used to do this with Bubba when he was little and he loved it. Gooey enjoys it just as much. I think it wore us all out because their in the living room now lounging on the couch quietly watching Nemo on the Disney channel.
It looks like it's going to be an early night to bed for all of us.
It was the usual busy day at work. My buddy, Kate, was back from vacation and she always makes the workday more fun. We have some new pharmacists and it's a blast making their lives difficult.
Got home and threw some dogs on the grill and enjoyed them with some baked beans. The kids (and me too) love dogs on the grill. They like theirs just warmed but I like mine with a little black on the outside. I like to have a slight crunch when I bite into the hot dog.
We spent the remainder of the evening "burritoing" each other up in a blanket on the living room floor. I used to do this with Bubba when he was little and he loved it. Gooey enjoys it just as much. I think it wore us all out because their in the living room now lounging on the couch quietly watching Nemo on the Disney channel.
It looks like it's going to be an early night to bed for all of us.
Sunday, August 03, 2008
RARE MOMENTS...
I know. Two posts so close together. What was I thinking? But I couldn't resist posting this rare moment I experienced today.
Bubba came into my room while I was blogging this morning and ended up falling asleep on my bed. Yes, the bed is made. Sunday is the only day of the week that it happens because there's usually someone in it when I leave in the morning.
So here's the rare sighting. Bubba sleeping. He's not running his mouth about his latest computer conquest (he's a self-admitted computer geek). He's not chatting on his cell phone with a friend. He's just my little boy, sleeping in my bed.
Bubba came into my room while I was blogging this morning and ended up falling asleep on my bed. Yes, the bed is made. Sunday is the only day of the week that it happens because there's usually someone in it when I leave in the morning.
So here's the rare sighting. Bubba sleeping. He's not running his mouth about his latest computer conquest (he's a self-admitted computer geek). He's not chatting on his cell phone with a friend. He's just my little boy, sleeping in my bed.
A BRAND NEW WEEK...
It's Sunday. This is the beginning of a brand new week.
I've come to love my Sunday mornings. Daddeee leaves for work at 6:30am so from then until the kids get up at about 9am, it's me time. I enjoy my cup of River Market Blend coffee. I get the laundry started. I play with the dog. I piddle around the house doing whatever may need to be done. It's quiet and peaceful. Just me and me (and Ranger, my pal).
It's been an uneventful week. It was a tax-free weekend so we did the back-to-school shopping for Bubba. It still amazes me that he'll be starting the 7th grade this year. We enrolled him at the school on Thursday. He goes to the same middle school that I went to so it's always fun for me to reminisce while he's checking out his new classrooms.
Speaking of school, my 20 year high school reunion is next weekend. I'm really looking forward to it. I can't wait to connect with old friends. It's funny, too. I'm so excited about it yet I have the nervousness of the first day of school. Will I be dressed right? Will people remember me? Will they still want to be my friend? I don't think we ever outgrow these feelings.
I can't decide whether to wear my black floral dress or my navy blue pantsuit. If I wear the dress, I have everything I need but if I wear the pantsuit, I'll need a new pair of shoes. I could always leave it up to fate. I can go shopping for the shoes and if I can't find any that I like, I'll wear the dress.
Then there's the whole "what to do with my hair" dilemma. I was going to go have my hair done at the salon until I found out they charge $34.99 an hour. I have shoulder-length hair that's incredibly thick so I'm willing to bet it would take a good hour and a half to do something with it and I just can't afford it.
So, today begins a whole new week. This week's schedule isn't busy, thank goodness.
Raise your Sunday morning coffee cup and help me toast to a week that brings much happiness and well-being to all.
I've come to love my Sunday mornings. Daddeee leaves for work at 6:30am so from then until the kids get up at about 9am, it's me time. I enjoy my cup of River Market Blend coffee. I get the laundry started. I play with the dog. I piddle around the house doing whatever may need to be done. It's quiet and peaceful. Just me and me (and Ranger, my pal).
It's been an uneventful week. It was a tax-free weekend so we did the back-to-school shopping for Bubba. It still amazes me that he'll be starting the 7th grade this year. We enrolled him at the school on Thursday. He goes to the same middle school that I went to so it's always fun for me to reminisce while he's checking out his new classrooms.
Speaking of school, my 20 year high school reunion is next weekend. I'm really looking forward to it. I can't wait to connect with old friends. It's funny, too. I'm so excited about it yet I have the nervousness of the first day of school. Will I be dressed right? Will people remember me? Will they still want to be my friend? I don't think we ever outgrow these feelings.
I can't decide whether to wear my black floral dress or my navy blue pantsuit. If I wear the dress, I have everything I need but if I wear the pantsuit, I'll need a new pair of shoes. I could always leave it up to fate. I can go shopping for the shoes and if I can't find any that I like, I'll wear the dress.
Then there's the whole "what to do with my hair" dilemma. I was going to go have my hair done at the salon until I found out they charge $34.99 an hour. I have shoulder-length hair that's incredibly thick so I'm willing to bet it would take a good hour and a half to do something with it and I just can't afford it.
So, today begins a whole new week. This week's schedule isn't busy, thank goodness.
Raise your Sunday morning coffee cup and help me toast to a week that brings much happiness and well-being to all.
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