I know I promised something yesterday, but once again I got a little too busy and didn't make a post. I don't have anything ready today either so I'll leave you with a little taste of my rock star.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
HAPPY BIRTHDAY...
...to me! Yes, today is my 39th birthday. Do I feel any different? No, not really.
I got this text message from Daddeee this morning:
I got this text message from Daddeee this morning:
Happy Birthday 2 U,
You live in a zoo.
Your big ole baboon loves you,
and your lil monkeys do, too!
Isn't that the cutest thing ever? He loves me so!
You live in a zoo.
Your big ole baboon loves you,
and your lil monkeys do, too!
Isn't that the cutest thing ever? He loves me so!
As for what I'm doing for my birthday, I worked today and I'm spending the rest of the evening in my jammies. We had a birthday party Sunday with friends and family. I'm waiting for a friend to forward pictures to me.
Yesterday, since I took the day off, N & G had us over for brunch. The Teenager was in school and we took Gooey to the sitter so it was adults only. G made an egg and bacon casserole, hash browns, and mimosas....YUM-O!
I'm not freaking out about being 39 at all. As a matter of fact, I'm looking forward to turning 40 because I hear life begins at 40. Everyone I know says life got better at 40 so come on good times!
Yesterday, since I took the day off, N & G had us over for brunch. The Teenager was in school and we took Gooey to the sitter so it was adults only. G made an egg and bacon casserole, hash browns, and mimosas....YUM-O!
I'm not freaking out about being 39 at all. As a matter of fact, I'm looking forward to turning 40 because I hear life begins at 40. Everyone I know says life got better at 40 so come on good times!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
This is what I did yesterday. I went and had my ears pierced for the 3rd time. I have 3 favorite pairs of earrings.
Daddeee bought me 2 pairs of diamond earrings for Christmas a few years ago and I bought myself a pair of diamond studs. I wanted to be able to wear them all at the same time so I decided to take the plunge again.
And since I was taking a picture of my ear, Gooey wanted me to take a picture of his ear. Do we look alike?
Daddeee bought me 2 pairs of diamond earrings for Christmas a few years ago and I bought myself a pair of diamond studs. I wanted to be able to wear them all at the same time so I decided to take the plunge again.
And since I was taking a picture of my ear, Gooey wanted me to take a picture of his ear. Do we look alike?
Saturday, January 10, 2009
AHHHH NO COFFEE!!!...
I don't have much to blog about today. It's my birthday weekend and we started Mommeee-gras (hehe a play on Mardi Gras) last night.
We went to mom's house last night for cocktails and pizza with friends. It started out as a really good evening and Papa Murphy's makes the best pizza EVER!
The evening ended with one of mom's friends bringing up a certain situation with one of my sisters that has me really upset so we left. It's a long story about my sister that I haven't really wanted to blog about because I'm so ashamed of her. Maybe soon I'll tell you about it.
Then I awoke this morning and discovered we have no coffee. It's the end of the world. My body isn't accustomed to waking on it's own and I think it's rebelling against me. I'd go get some but when I let the dog out, it's snowing and cold and I'd rather just curl back up into my bed and forget about the rest of the world.
This sucks! It's my birthday weekend and I feel depressed. If I'm depressed on my birthday it's not supposed to be because of crappy family but because I'm turning 39.
Gotta shake it off!
We went to mom's house last night for cocktails and pizza with friends. It started out as a really good evening and Papa Murphy's makes the best pizza EVER!
The evening ended with one of mom's friends bringing up a certain situation with one of my sisters that has me really upset so we left. It's a long story about my sister that I haven't really wanted to blog about because I'm so ashamed of her. Maybe soon I'll tell you about it.
Then I awoke this morning and discovered we have no coffee. It's the end of the world. My body isn't accustomed to waking on it's own and I think it's rebelling against me. I'd go get some but when I let the dog out, it's snowing and cold and I'd rather just curl back up into my bed and forget about the rest of the world.
This sucks! It's my birthday weekend and I feel depressed. If I'm depressed on my birthday it's not supposed to be because of crappy family but because I'm turning 39.
Gotta shake it off!
Monday, January 05, 2009
RANDOM THOUGHT...
Have you ever noticed driving down the highway that when you see that someone has lost a mattress from their "load" of furniture, it's never a brand new mattress? It's always a pee-stained nasty-looking mattress.
I know. Ewwwwww!
What can I say? My mind wanders while I'm driving.
I know. Ewwwwww!
What can I say? My mind wanders while I'm driving.
Sunday, January 04, 2009
AHHHH, IT'S SUNDAY...
Yes, I said ahhhhh, it's Sunday. I mean that in a good way for now. I enjoy Sundays when Daddeee is home. He normally works but since he was off for New Year's Day, Friday and Saturday, he decided to take an extra day and make it a mini-vacation.
On Sundays when he's home, we have this ritual of sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee, and sharing the Sunday paper. It's so relaxing. The kids eat their breakfast, play with toys at the table, or color pictures. Well Gooey does this. We use these opportunities to make The Teenager write thank you notes and such.
Other than this, the laundry's going, Daddeee and The Teenager have gone to Lowes to buy me a new kitchen faucet, and Gooey's about to go down for a nap. Later today, we're going to Mom's house for dinner.
My "Ahhhh, it's Sunday" will change to a different meaning later tonight. It'll become the sadness of the weekend being over and another week of work looming over me. I have started a ritual on Sundays that really helps with this, though.
I strip my bed on Sunday morning and wash all the bedding. I know this isn't something out of the ordinary but I make it extra special. Normally, I use a cheapy brand of fabric softener but for my sheets and blankets, I reserve the good stuff: the April fresh Downy. There's nothing like crawling into bed with crispy, clean sheets that smell heavenly. For me, this makes crawling into bed Sunday night something to actually look forward to.
Here's to a brand new week in a brand new year with a brand new kitchen faucet...
...and clean sheets!
On Sundays when he's home, we have this ritual of sitting at the kitchen table, drinking coffee, and sharing the Sunday paper. It's so relaxing. The kids eat their breakfast, play with toys at the table, or color pictures. Well Gooey does this. We use these opportunities to make The Teenager write thank you notes and such.
Other than this, the laundry's going, Daddeee and The Teenager have gone to Lowes to buy me a new kitchen faucet, and Gooey's about to go down for a nap. Later today, we're going to Mom's house for dinner.
My "Ahhhh, it's Sunday" will change to a different meaning later tonight. It'll become the sadness of the weekend being over and another week of work looming over me. I have started a ritual on Sundays that really helps with this, though.
I strip my bed on Sunday morning and wash all the bedding. I know this isn't something out of the ordinary but I make it extra special. Normally, I use a cheapy brand of fabric softener but for my sheets and blankets, I reserve the good stuff: the April fresh Downy. There's nothing like crawling into bed with crispy, clean sheets that smell heavenly. For me, this makes crawling into bed Sunday night something to actually look forward to.
Here's to a brand new week in a brand new year with a brand new kitchen faucet...
...and clean sheets!
Saturday, January 03, 2009
OH THE PAIN...
I had to work today while the rest of the family remained at home all snug in their beds. I awoke with a mild headache and hit the acetaminophen bottle before I left for work.
I was fine up until about noon when a full-fledged, brain-numbing, nausea-inducing migraine set in. I don't get these very often but when I do, look out.
My boss came by and asked if I was ok because she said I was extremely pale and my eyes looked like I'd been crying for days. Unfortunately, I had a major project going on and couldn't leave. I muddled through the day (thank goodness I sit near the ladies room or the poor janitor wouldn't have liked me).
At 3:30 I almost called Daddeee to come get me but didn't want to deal with getting my van home this weekend so I managed to drag myself into the driver's seat and drive home. Luckily, traffic wasn't heavy because of the holiday and I made good time.
Once home, I stripped from my dress clothes, slipped into my jammies, took yet another acetaminophen, and crawled into bed.
Three hours later, I woke up to my little Gooey boy singing in his room. I still had the headache but it was much more manageable. Daddeee had replenished my supply of Excedrin Migraine so I took a couple of those and dragged myself down to the couch.
So here I am now at 1:30am wide awake. I have that hungover feeling I always get after a migraine. If I'm going to suffer feeling this hangover, I at least want to have the experience of the fun drunk of the night before.
At least I have the entire weekend to recuperate. It'll probably take that long.
I was fine up until about noon when a full-fledged, brain-numbing, nausea-inducing migraine set in. I don't get these very often but when I do, look out.
My boss came by and asked if I was ok because she said I was extremely pale and my eyes looked like I'd been crying for days. Unfortunately, I had a major project going on and couldn't leave. I muddled through the day (thank goodness I sit near the ladies room or the poor janitor wouldn't have liked me).
At 3:30 I almost called Daddeee to come get me but didn't want to deal with getting my van home this weekend so I managed to drag myself into the driver's seat and drive home. Luckily, traffic wasn't heavy because of the holiday and I made good time.
Once home, I stripped from my dress clothes, slipped into my jammies, took yet another acetaminophen, and crawled into bed.
Three hours later, I woke up to my little Gooey boy singing in his room. I still had the headache but it was much more manageable. Daddeee had replenished my supply of Excedrin Migraine so I took a couple of those and dragged myself down to the couch.
So here I am now at 1:30am wide awake. I have that hungover feeling I always get after a migraine. If I'm going to suffer feeling this hangover, I at least want to have the experience of the fun drunk of the night before.
At least I have the entire weekend to recuperate. It'll probably take that long.
Thursday, January 01, 2009
HAPPY NEW YEAR!...
First off, I want to wish you all a wonderful and prosperous new year.
That said, it's time to brag. Those of you that have been following for a while know that I've been making some major lifestyle changes. I've been really, REALLY watching what I eat and getting more exercise. I've lost a total of 46.5 lbs since June 2008. I didn't reach my goal that I set for myself of 49.5 lbs but that's ok. I don't know if it's due to eating badly throughout the holidays or that Aunt Flo made her appearance the day before my last weigh-in. Probably both. Either way, I'm ok with it. I'm thrilled with 46.5! (Side note: I've actually lost 63 lbs since my all time lifetime high but I don't count that because that's when I was pregnant with Gooey Boy)
So it's been requested that I post before and current pictures. I don't have many pictures of myself because I'm normally the one behind the camera. I did find a couple of head shots that will give you an idea.
This picture was taken May 2007:
Photo disclosures: Yes, that's a goofy look on my face but I like goofy. Plus I was ready for bed so I wasn't wearing makeup. And for the hair color in the first picture I'd like to say "No, I don't know what I was thinking." The color in the second picture is my natural color. I like it a lot better than the first photo. Much better. I plead insanity.
So, to continue on with creating the new me, I'm setting a new goal. I want to lose another 22 lbs by June 1, 2009. In case you're wondering why the odd numbers, I do have a method. There are certain weights I want to be at but I'm just not ready to tell those numbers. I know it's silly but I can't help it. No one but me, the nurse and my doctor know what my weight is. It'll probably stay that way until I reach my ultimate goal (which happens to be the weight on my driver's license from when I was 17). It took me 22 years to put on this weight so I'm figuring it's going to take a while to get rid of it. Small steps. Baby steps.
Anyway, big pat on the back to me and please, please, keep encouraging me. Share any secrets you have for weight loss. I can use all the help I can get!
That said, it's time to brag. Those of you that have been following for a while know that I've been making some major lifestyle changes. I've been really, REALLY watching what I eat and getting more exercise. I've lost a total of 46.5 lbs since June 2008. I didn't reach my goal that I set for myself of 49.5 lbs but that's ok. I don't know if it's due to eating badly throughout the holidays or that Aunt Flo made her appearance the day before my last weigh-in. Probably both. Either way, I'm ok with it. I'm thrilled with 46.5! (Side note: I've actually lost 63 lbs since my all time lifetime high but I don't count that because that's when I was pregnant with Gooey Boy)
So it's been requested that I post before and current pictures. I don't have many pictures of myself because I'm normally the one behind the camera. I did find a couple of head shots that will give you an idea.
This picture was taken May 2007:
And this was taken a few days ago:
So, to continue on with creating the new me, I'm setting a new goal. I want to lose another 22 lbs by June 1, 2009. In case you're wondering why the odd numbers, I do have a method. There are certain weights I want to be at but I'm just not ready to tell those numbers. I know it's silly but I can't help it. No one but me, the nurse and my doctor know what my weight is. It'll probably stay that way until I reach my ultimate goal (which happens to be the weight on my driver's license from when I was 17). It took me 22 years to put on this weight so I'm figuring it's going to take a while to get rid of it. Small steps. Baby steps.
Anyway, big pat on the back to me and please, please, keep encouraging me. Share any secrets you have for weight loss. I can use all the help I can get!
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