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Of course Blogger uploaded them in the wrong order. But what you see is Miss Mackenzie on December 7, 2008, December 7, 2007, and December 7, 2006. Wow has she changed. Happy birthday baby!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Happy Birthday Fat Baby. Love, Skinny Momma
Of course Blogger uploaded them in the wrong order. But what you see is Miss Mackenzie on December 7, 2008, December 7, 2007, and December 7, 2006. Wow has she changed. Happy birthday baby!
Saturday, December 6, 2008
124.6
Yep, the scale is creeping down. Slowly but surely. I couldn't wait for the day that I could break 125. That day has come. It actually came a few days ago. Wonder if I will see 120 by the end of the year?
So what's my secret? Evelyne said I need to tell. I suppose I should. But first we need to look at what I've done so far.
Tomorrow my baby will be 2 years old. Two years ago I was sitting at 164 lbs. When I had my first dr. appointment when I was 9 weeks pregnant, I weighed 124 lbs. Wow, I didn't realize that's the weight I am now. When I started work in February 2007, I weighed around 137 lbs. I spent the next year "dieting." I would try to work out some. I would eat healthy. I tried several different diet plans. I was getting a little smaller, but the weight really wasn't coming off. Around May I hired Tony after stating that I was going to do this on my own. It was obvious I couldn't and so many people had great success due to his program. I lost 8 lbs in the first month. Then my progress stalled. There were times when I didn't totally follow the plan--I might have been eating the food but not working out as much or not sticking to the meal plan 100% but would workout. I would lose a little weight, then gain a little back. In November, I decided to move on. I felt I was wasting my time and his time by continuing. I really needed to save the $$ and I wasn't able to work out like I should. I thought it was best to save my $$ and free up his time so he could focus on other clients. Here it is a month later and I am 5-10 lbs lighter. Huh, 5-10. What? One night, I weighed 136 on my scale, with clothes, after dinner. Last week, same conditions, I weighed 126. That looks like a 10 lbs loss to me. Yet I was in my doctors office the other day and I weighed myself. I was 132 on her scale on October 30. It was the afternoon, with clothes. On Thursday I was 127. That's just a 5 lbs loss. I distinctly remember going to her office on October 30 and telling her my scale said I was 134 that morning. The nurse and I was discussing the 2 lb difference and how their scale usually has patients heavier than they are. This morning I was 124.6. Looks like a 10 lb difference to me.
Anyway, what have I been doing? What's the secret? It's simple. It's what I did the last time I lost weight. And the time before that. The answer for me is reduction in calories. I can't even tell you how many calories I consume because I don't count them. I listen to my body and I eat when I feel the need and I have control of the situation and I stop before I overeat. I try to eat healthy, I try to eat clean, but I'm not going to lie, I have eaten some junk--chocolate, pizza, burgers, fries, ice cream. I just eat it in moderation. And I haven't worked out in I don't know how long. Actually, I am afraid that if I do work out, I will somehow gain weight. Silly, I know. Now I am sure that some of you are shaking your head thinking that I will just gain the weight back and I am screwing up my metabolism and this is probably just water weight. Well, you know, it could be. But I lost weight in 2004 by doing this. I ate whatever I wanted, but in moderation. I could eat one bite of cheesecake and walk away. I rarely worked out. And I stayed at 115 lbs for over a year. The only reason I gained it back was because I got pregnant. Of course, I was a fat skinny. And that's what I am now. My plan is to drop the weight, then tone my body. Yes, I might gain some weight due to muscle, but at least my body will be small. Oh, I don't think this is a water weight thing. I can see changes in my body. I have discovered that I have saddle bags. Yeah, didn't see them before because there was some fat just above them. But now that it's shrinking, those saddle bags have become visible. UGGGGGG.....I need to work on that.
Everyone is different. Reducing calories may not work for everyone just like Atkins, or Weight Watchers, or any other plan. But I have found that this does work for me. I am finally breaking past the barrier that has been up for almost 2 years. With my first two babies, I was under my pre-pregnancy weight before they were 1. It took 6 months with Hanna and about 8 months with Hailey. This time it has taken much longer. I did work hard with the first two, but not *that* hard. I thought it would be that *easy* this time but I didn't take in to account that I am about 6 years older than I was back then. I might actually have to work harder to get to where I need to be. But for right now, what i am doing is working and it's about damn time!
Can I reach 123 this coming week???
So what's my secret? Evelyne said I need to tell. I suppose I should. But first we need to look at what I've done so far.
Tomorrow my baby will be 2 years old. Two years ago I was sitting at 164 lbs. When I had my first dr. appointment when I was 9 weeks pregnant, I weighed 124 lbs. Wow, I didn't realize that's the weight I am now. When I started work in February 2007, I weighed around 137 lbs. I spent the next year "dieting." I would try to work out some. I would eat healthy. I tried several different diet plans. I was getting a little smaller, but the weight really wasn't coming off. Around May I hired Tony after stating that I was going to do this on my own. It was obvious I couldn't and so many people had great success due to his program. I lost 8 lbs in the first month. Then my progress stalled. There were times when I didn't totally follow the plan--I might have been eating the food but not working out as much or not sticking to the meal plan 100% but would workout. I would lose a little weight, then gain a little back. In November, I decided to move on. I felt I was wasting my time and his time by continuing. I really needed to save the $$ and I wasn't able to work out like I should. I thought it was best to save my $$ and free up his time so he could focus on other clients. Here it is a month later and I am 5-10 lbs lighter. Huh, 5-10. What? One night, I weighed 136 on my scale, with clothes, after dinner. Last week, same conditions, I weighed 126. That looks like a 10 lbs loss to me. Yet I was in my doctors office the other day and I weighed myself. I was 132 on her scale on October 30. It was the afternoon, with clothes. On Thursday I was 127. That's just a 5 lbs loss. I distinctly remember going to her office on October 30 and telling her my scale said I was 134 that morning. The nurse and I was discussing the 2 lb difference and how their scale usually has patients heavier than they are. This morning I was 124.6. Looks like a 10 lb difference to me.
Anyway, what have I been doing? What's the secret? It's simple. It's what I did the last time I lost weight. And the time before that. The answer for me is reduction in calories. I can't even tell you how many calories I consume because I don't count them. I listen to my body and I eat when I feel the need and I have control of the situation and I stop before I overeat. I try to eat healthy, I try to eat clean, but I'm not going to lie, I have eaten some junk--chocolate, pizza, burgers, fries, ice cream. I just eat it in moderation. And I haven't worked out in I don't know how long. Actually, I am afraid that if I do work out, I will somehow gain weight. Silly, I know. Now I am sure that some of you are shaking your head thinking that I will just gain the weight back and I am screwing up my metabolism and this is probably just water weight. Well, you know, it could be. But I lost weight in 2004 by doing this. I ate whatever I wanted, but in moderation. I could eat one bite of cheesecake and walk away. I rarely worked out. And I stayed at 115 lbs for over a year. The only reason I gained it back was because I got pregnant. Of course, I was a fat skinny. And that's what I am now. My plan is to drop the weight, then tone my body. Yes, I might gain some weight due to muscle, but at least my body will be small. Oh, I don't think this is a water weight thing. I can see changes in my body. I have discovered that I have saddle bags. Yeah, didn't see them before because there was some fat just above them. But now that it's shrinking, those saddle bags have become visible. UGGGGGG.....I need to work on that.
Everyone is different. Reducing calories may not work for everyone just like Atkins, or Weight Watchers, or any other plan. But I have found that this does work for me. I am finally breaking past the barrier that has been up for almost 2 years. With my first two babies, I was under my pre-pregnancy weight before they were 1. It took 6 months with Hanna and about 8 months with Hailey. This time it has taken much longer. I did work hard with the first two, but not *that* hard. I thought it would be that *easy* this time but I didn't take in to account that I am about 6 years older than I was back then. I might actually have to work harder to get to where I need to be. But for right now, what i am doing is working and it's about damn time!
Can I reach 123 this coming week???
Monday, December 1, 2008
Monday Madness
Hello readers. Happy Monday!
I would love to unleash my fury over my boss. I would love to tell you how I would love to win the lottery and tell him to leave me the hell alone. I would love to tell you that I was having a good day until around 4:00. The list goes on. But I will spare you the details. No, I won't. We're having a Squadron Christmas party on the 13th. My boss wanted me to send the higher ranking people on base an invitation. No problems. EXCEPT...we had a date but no one could give me a set time. I finally got the go ahead with the times but I was waiting to talk to someone from protocol about the proper procedures for sending out invitations. Then I gave my boss 2 choices and I had to get that together. Then I needed an answer on the absolute day we could turn in the $$ so I could set an RSVP date. Then just last week they FINALLY set a price for the event. Needless to say I JUST got the invitations finished today. Now, I knew the times of the party because I get a base wide listing and I passed this info on but no one would go by what I said. Needless to say, EVERYONE else knows about our party and has them on their calender. THEY KNOW. The invitation was merely a formality. They were already well aware of the date, time, and attire. So I approach my boss to ask him an invitation question and tell him that so and so was coming to our social and his counterpart was coming to dinner. He said "Great, you got the invitations out." I said no. Then he tells me how disappointed in me he is and I should've had them done. Okay, when other people are holding up the process and the plans are changing left and right, it's hard to do what HE asks. He was an exec, which means he worked for the Big Guys, so he knows the proper things to do and not to do. If this were an event that everyone and his dog wasn't aware of, then YES, invitations should've gone out a month ago. But for crying out loud, they all know anyway. Seriously, I would LOVE to quit my job. I look for another job EVERYDAY. He's making me nuts. Oh, and I am still on probation for another 4 months. Everyday he reminds me that I am on probation. He's honestly stressing me and making me feel like he's going to fire me. In my head, the "threat" of being on probation kind of makes me feel like he's going to fire me anyway. He has NO reason to, but why would you constantly tell someone they're on probation??? That's fine. If he does try to fire me, I have a strong claim with the union. Can you say hostile work environment? Anyway, I am sorry for the rant. My job isn't very enjoyable. A lot of times I work through lunch, I am there about 15 minutes early every morning, I NEVER take the two 15 minutes breaks I should be taking. I don't get paid OT, I don't get comp time. And I put up with this man's pettiness. I am tired of it. I need a new job. **But I am thankful that I do get a paycheck every 2 week...well, who knows for how long since I am on probation!
That's not the end of my bad day. I have a headache. GREAT. I took some motrin. We'll see how that works.
Wait. It's still not the end! My throat STILL hurts. It's been 2 weeks now. I had a sore throat, then my sinuses started draining, then it went to my lungs, then to my head, then to my throat. If I didn't have to swallow I would feel fine. I just want to get better!
But the good news is the scale is going down. About a month or so ago, I got on the scale at night, after I ate, with clothes on and I was 137 lbs. Uggggg. Tonight, same situation, after dinner, with clothes and I weighed....drum roll please......
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126
That's an 11 pound difference! Woo-hoo!
I got the scale down to 125.2. I didn't weigh this morning but I should've. I can't wait to break 125. Can I PLEASE see 124 in the morning?????
There is something positive about today. No matter how crappy my day is, I can always find something good. In fact, lets see if I can find 10 good things about today:
1-I didn't have to get up at 6:00. I was awake, but didn't get out of bed until 6:35.
2-I found my Cars socks this morning.
3-I found a Power Wheels Mini online for Mackenzie.
4-An old co-worker called me.
5-An old friend sent me a message on myspace.
6-I picked up my daughters picture with Santa at Wal-Mart.
7-My sister e-mailed me.
8-My best friend from Louisiana called me. (Missed her call)
9-Mackenzie did well in the 2 yr old room.
10-I am here blogging
I would love to unleash my fury over my boss. I would love to tell you how I would love to win the lottery and tell him to leave me the hell alone. I would love to tell you that I was having a good day until around 4:00. The list goes on. But I will spare you the details. No, I won't. We're having a Squadron Christmas party on the 13th. My boss wanted me to send the higher ranking people on base an invitation. No problems. EXCEPT...we had a date but no one could give me a set time. I finally got the go ahead with the times but I was waiting to talk to someone from protocol about the proper procedures for sending out invitations. Then I gave my boss 2 choices and I had to get that together. Then I needed an answer on the absolute day we could turn in the $$ so I could set an RSVP date. Then just last week they FINALLY set a price for the event. Needless to say I JUST got the invitations finished today. Now, I knew the times of the party because I get a base wide listing and I passed this info on but no one would go by what I said. Needless to say, EVERYONE else knows about our party and has them on their calender. THEY KNOW. The invitation was merely a formality. They were already well aware of the date, time, and attire. So I approach my boss to ask him an invitation question and tell him that so and so was coming to our social and his counterpart was coming to dinner. He said "Great, you got the invitations out." I said no. Then he tells me how disappointed in me he is and I should've had them done. Okay, when other people are holding up the process and the plans are changing left and right, it's hard to do what HE asks. He was an exec, which means he worked for the Big Guys, so he knows the proper things to do and not to do. If this were an event that everyone and his dog wasn't aware of, then YES, invitations should've gone out a month ago. But for crying out loud, they all know anyway. Seriously, I would LOVE to quit my job. I look for another job EVERYDAY. He's making me nuts. Oh, and I am still on probation for another 4 months. Everyday he reminds me that I am on probation. He's honestly stressing me and making me feel like he's going to fire me. In my head, the "threat" of being on probation kind of makes me feel like he's going to fire me anyway. He has NO reason to, but why would you constantly tell someone they're on probation??? That's fine. If he does try to fire me, I have a strong claim with the union. Can you say hostile work environment? Anyway, I am sorry for the rant. My job isn't very enjoyable. A lot of times I work through lunch, I am there about 15 minutes early every morning, I NEVER take the two 15 minutes breaks I should be taking. I don't get paid OT, I don't get comp time. And I put up with this man's pettiness. I am tired of it. I need a new job. **But I am thankful that I do get a paycheck every 2 week...well, who knows for how long since I am on probation!
That's not the end of my bad day. I have a headache. GREAT. I took some motrin. We'll see how that works.
Wait. It's still not the end! My throat STILL hurts. It's been 2 weeks now. I had a sore throat, then my sinuses started draining, then it went to my lungs, then to my head, then to my throat. If I didn't have to swallow I would feel fine. I just want to get better!
But the good news is the scale is going down. About a month or so ago, I got on the scale at night, after I ate, with clothes on and I was 137 lbs. Uggggg. Tonight, same situation, after dinner, with clothes and I weighed....drum roll please......
........
.......
......
.....
....
...
..
.
126
That's an 11 pound difference! Woo-hoo!
I got the scale down to 125.2. I didn't weigh this morning but I should've. I can't wait to break 125. Can I PLEASE see 124 in the morning?????
There is something positive about today. No matter how crappy my day is, I can always find something good. In fact, lets see if I can find 10 good things about today:
1-I didn't have to get up at 6:00. I was awake, but didn't get out of bed until 6:35.
2-I found my Cars socks this morning.
3-I found a Power Wheels Mini online for Mackenzie.
4-An old co-worker called me.
5-An old friend sent me a message on myspace.
6-I picked up my daughters picture with Santa at Wal-Mart.
7-My sister e-mailed me.
8-My best friend from Louisiana called me. (Missed her call)
9-Mackenzie did well in the 2 yr old room.
10-I am here blogging
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Everyday is Thanksgiving
I am so sorry it's been so long since I had a post. I get over to the computer, read some blogs, then I just don't feel like blogging. A lot has been going on in my life, so it's time to play catch up.
So as you all (probably) know, Muscle in the City took place last weekend in Rockford, Il. Tina, Stacey, Angela, and April were competing. A couple of months ago it finally dawned on me that this was in Illinois. Wait, that's where Kelly O. is from. I txtd her to find out how far away it was and when she said 1 hour, I knew I was going to be there. As the comp was getting closer, Clint started going back and forth about how he had a bad feeling about it and didn't think we should go. I teetered back and forth and I was on the side of the fence that didn't want to go. Clint's fears got the best of me--leaving Mackenzie behind, driving in the snow (I am originally from Louisiana and this is about as far north as I have lived. Anyway, I got a text from Kelly one day and I told her I would be there come hell or high water. I was going solo. Then it happened. The Monday prior I got home from work and noticed my throat felt a little funny. Uh oh. Sometimes when I swallow pills that are too small, they get hung up back there. This felt like that. But when I woke up at 2am and my throat was on fire, I knew it was more than that. I won't go in to a day by day analysis of what was wrong with me, but it was some kind of sinus funk that would jump from my head to my chest to my throat. I was sick! Oh crap. I haven't been sick in months. In fact, I can't remember the last time I was sick. I started taking Zicam but it got worse. Clint didn't get it but Mackenzie and I did. WTF???? Needless to say, Rockford was out of the question. What was the part about hell and high water? I felt like complete crap but that wouldn't have stopped me. What stopped me was the fact that I didn't want to get everyone else sick. Poor Kelly has been sick basically all year long with one thing or another and I wasn't going to risk her health. So that's what happened to me. Those other girls were having so much fun I'm sure they didn't notice I wasn't there. But that's what happened to me. I was so sad and in disbelief that I would get sick then, out of all times. Btw, I am STILL sick. It's much better and is going away, but I am not 100% well.
Moving on.
A lot has been going on the last few months. Heck, the last few days have been a handful. I am not going to go into any of the details but I do have something to say. There's so much in your life that you can be thankful for. We celebrate Thanksgiving to give thanks, yet we should be giving thanks everyday. Here's a short list.
I am thankful for my husband. We may have our disagreements and don't see things eye to eye, but doesn't everyone? I would rather have him in my life and have some rough patches than to not have him at all.
I am thankful for all of my kids. It may be a pain in the butt to have to drive 4 hours and stay in a hotel or drive back 4 hours to come home with them (Hanna and Hailey). It may be difficult to have my step-daughter over because she is being raised in a completely different environment and doesn't seem to be able to catch on to how we do things. It may be a hassle to take care of every one of Mackenzie's demands. But it is soooooooooooooooooooooooooo worth it. Our family is pretty darn great and I am thankful for it.
I am thankful that I am losing weight once again. For right now, I might not be able to lift a 20lb dumbbell like I could a few months ago, but I am still thankful the weight is coming off. And soon enough I will be lifting like I was months ago.
I am thankful for my job that I truly hate. I could be unemployed or I could be making less money. I am thankful I am not. I do pray I could get a different job, but I need to embrace what I have.
I am thankful for my mess house. I have the ability to clean it, and I will. I am thankful I am able to clean my own house.
I am thankful for my friends. I hate the fact that Kelly is so far away, but I am thankful she is reachable by phone, text, or email. She's the glue that keeps me together sometime.
Go out and think about all you're thankful for. I could tell you why I am thankful for every part of my life, but I will leave you with the short list.
So as you all (probably) know, Muscle in the City took place last weekend in Rockford, Il. Tina, Stacey, Angela, and April were competing. A couple of months ago it finally dawned on me that this was in Illinois. Wait, that's where Kelly O. is from. I txtd her to find out how far away it was and when she said 1 hour, I knew I was going to be there. As the comp was getting closer, Clint started going back and forth about how he had a bad feeling about it and didn't think we should go. I teetered back and forth and I was on the side of the fence that didn't want to go. Clint's fears got the best of me--leaving Mackenzie behind, driving in the snow (I am originally from Louisiana and this is about as far north as I have lived. Anyway, I got a text from Kelly one day and I told her I would be there come hell or high water. I was going solo. Then it happened. The Monday prior I got home from work and noticed my throat felt a little funny. Uh oh. Sometimes when I swallow pills that are too small, they get hung up back there. This felt like that. But when I woke up at 2am and my throat was on fire, I knew it was more than that. I won't go in to a day by day analysis of what was wrong with me, but it was some kind of sinus funk that would jump from my head to my chest to my throat. I was sick! Oh crap. I haven't been sick in months. In fact, I can't remember the last time I was sick. I started taking Zicam but it got worse. Clint didn't get it but Mackenzie and I did. WTF???? Needless to say, Rockford was out of the question. What was the part about hell and high water? I felt like complete crap but that wouldn't have stopped me. What stopped me was the fact that I didn't want to get everyone else sick. Poor Kelly has been sick basically all year long with one thing or another and I wasn't going to risk her health. So that's what happened to me. Those other girls were having so much fun I'm sure they didn't notice I wasn't there. But that's what happened to me. I was so sad and in disbelief that I would get sick then, out of all times. Btw, I am STILL sick. It's much better and is going away, but I am not 100% well.
Moving on.
A lot has been going on the last few months. Heck, the last few days have been a handful. I am not going to go into any of the details but I do have something to say. There's so much in your life that you can be thankful for. We celebrate Thanksgiving to give thanks, yet we should be giving thanks everyday. Here's a short list.
I am thankful for my husband. We may have our disagreements and don't see things eye to eye, but doesn't everyone? I would rather have him in my life and have some rough patches than to not have him at all.
I am thankful for all of my kids. It may be a pain in the butt to have to drive 4 hours and stay in a hotel or drive back 4 hours to come home with them (Hanna and Hailey). It may be difficult to have my step-daughter over because she is being raised in a completely different environment and doesn't seem to be able to catch on to how we do things. It may be a hassle to take care of every one of Mackenzie's demands. But it is soooooooooooooooooooooooooo worth it. Our family is pretty darn great and I am thankful for it.
I am thankful that I am losing weight once again. For right now, I might not be able to lift a 20lb dumbbell like I could a few months ago, but I am still thankful the weight is coming off. And soon enough I will be lifting like I was months ago.
I am thankful for my job that I truly hate. I could be unemployed or I could be making less money. I am thankful I am not. I do pray I could get a different job, but I need to embrace what I have.
I am thankful for my mess house. I have the ability to clean it, and I will. I am thankful I am able to clean my own house.
I am thankful for my friends. I hate the fact that Kelly is so far away, but I am thankful she is reachable by phone, text, or email. She's the glue that keeps me together sometime.
Go out and think about all you're thankful for. I could tell you why I am thankful for every part of my life, but I will leave you with the short list.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Award!
Evelyne has given me the Kreativ Blogger Award. Awwwww...thanks!
I have to list 6 things that make me happy then tag 6 people.
1-I love it when everyones blogs are updated so I can sit down and read
2-I love to hear babies laugh, especially my babies. I can still remember Hailey's first laugh (she's 7 now). If you want to feel all warm and fuzzy, listen to Mackenzie's.
3-I love sleeping in. It doesn't happen often, but when it does, I am very happy.
4-Getting personal emails makes me happy. Forwards are fine, but I really like the messages that are written for me.
5-I am really happy when I get off the leg press, knowing I just moved a hell of a lot of weight!
6-United Marketstreet stores. I found Ezekiel Bread, English Toffee Stevia, and Bragg ACV there. I don't have to pay taxes on these items, or shipping charges, and they're cheaper than on the internet! (But the store is 3 hrs away)
Ok, so now I get to give the Kreativ Blogger Award to 6 people. Let's see..
1-Jess
2-Tiffany
3-Mandy Jo
4-Laura
5-Tina
6-Angela
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Finding you
There are so many thoughts swarming in my head right now. They've been swarming my entire life. I have always felt like a butterfly, trapped in a cocoon, about to fly out. It's like I am right there, I know it's time, I can feel that it's getting close and I am just waiting to be set free. That's how I feel with my life. I KNOW I am meant to do something big. I don't necessarily mean big like going on to be an Oscar winner. It's funny that some of the smallest actions in the world can lead to big results. Let's take the cashier at your local grocery store and ponder her story. I don't know what you all do for a living, but being a cashier isn't a luxurious job. I didn't aspire to become a cashier and I don't know anyone who did. I am not saying that being a cashier is degrading, but it's not one of the most prosperous jobs one can have. When I walk in the grocery store, I don't see this cashier as an important person. For crying out loud, I can go through a self-checkout at 90% of the stores I visit, so having a cashier isn't necessary. But how many of you have been in the grocery store and you're frustrated about your day--maybe your boss ticked you off, you busted a deadline, your kids are fighting, or the store didn't have the creamer you wanted. Then you go up to checkout and suddenly you are greeted by the most pleasant person ever. Your mood was suddenly uplifted and you day is no longer ruined by that foul mood you were in. And guess what, it was because of the kind words of the cashier--the very one that you didn't feel had an important job. In the grand scheme of things, she isn't out there doing anything BIG, but because of her actions, she's done a grand thing. So that's just one example of how something small can be big. Anyway, I've always known that I was meant to do something big. For the longest time, I thought I needed to use my political science degree coupled with a juris doctorate (law school) to become a political activist or lobbyist. There are so many wrongs I have tried to right and I thought that my political knowledge and legal knowledge would help me help other more effectively. I still believe that and I do intend on going back to law school one day. But what about the mean time? Why do I still feel like I am on the verge of breaking out of that cocoon? I still feel this empty void--I KNOW I am meant to do something. But what? Am I limited to just one thing? Well lets start with what I do know. When I say I am meant to do something big, what am I referring to? Making a lot of money? Helping others? Well I would LOVE to make a lot of money. But I think that I am meant to help others. There is a plethora of ways to help others--counselling, personal training, blogging, etc. I was in the Air Force and I felt that my job was helping those planes get off of the ground. And it was. I worked in a child support office and I felt that I was helping those men and women get the support they deserve. I worked for a college as an academic advisor and I felt that I was helping students map their degree plans to enable them to go out and do something big. There are a lot of things I do where I walk away feeling satisfied, like I have done what I am meant to do. Of course, with all of those things, there was some dissatisfaction because there were principles or policies I didn't agree with. The Air Force "kicked out" thousands of members because they were doing a reduction in force. There were people that wanted nothing more than to stay in but they got booted. I thought it was awful that a woman could keep the paternity of her child a secret for years then come in one day and ask for child support then suddenly they can go back and make this unsuspecting "father" pay FIVE years of support for a kid he didn't know existed. Instead of asking for support from the beginning and giving this guy a chance to make payments each month so he's not carrying around a debt, he's suddenly stuck with a $20,000 debt that is reported to the credit agency each month. How is that fair to "punish" him when the woman never bothered to get child support or to let him know he had a child before then? (I am sure that many of you will argue that SHE deserves the support and it was her that took care of the kid those 5 years. Sure, she deserves the support, but shouldn't she have asked for it from the beginning?--anyway, that's a different topic). How is it fair that a college won't let you take a class online if it's offered on campus? If I want to take it online, then there is some reason that I am not going to sit in the class. So if you don't let me take it online, I'm still NOT going to sit in a class room. The point is that with everything, there will be both the good and the bad. I can do something BIG, but it's not going to be 100% satisfaction each and every day. Now some of you might say that if you aren't satisfied, then you should find your true passion and do what you love. But even when you do things you love, aren't there bad things that happen too? Maybe you're working out and you get a cramp and can't go on. Or maybe you love to watch TV and you're watching your show then the electricity goes off. Those are bad things that interfere with something you love. But do we let this spoil it? Do we never go to the gym again because of a cramp? NO. Do you never watch TV again because you're afraid the power may go off again? No. You deal with what is dealt to you and you press on, doing what you love, doing what you're meant to do.
So I have obviously touched on several topics here. How does this all tie together? Well, I am meant to do something big, and I want to help people, and I want to do something I love. Of course, there will be times that things don't go my way. But I have to keep going.
So now the question is: What do I want to do? What am I close to doing?
Honestly, I don't know. But I know it's close. I can feel it.
Now the question is posed to you. What do you want to do? Are you meant to do something big? Are you going to get to it even though you're faced with difficulties?
I am. I am out finding me. Now you need to go out and find you.
So I have obviously touched on several topics here. How does this all tie together? Well, I am meant to do something big, and I want to help people, and I want to do something I love. Of course, there will be times that things don't go my way. But I have to keep going.
So now the question is: What do I want to do? What am I close to doing?
Honestly, I don't know. But I know it's close. I can feel it.
Now the question is posed to you. What do you want to do? Are you meant to do something big? Are you going to get to it even though you're faced with difficulties?
I am. I am out finding me. Now you need to go out and find you.
Last day off
I've had 4 days off. Nice. too bad this is my last one. You know you really don't like your job when you get a knot in your stomach the day before you have to go to work. This ALWAYS happens. My job is pretty easy, but I am getting more and more piled up on me and I don't like that. I so need a vacation! We did take Mackenzie to daycare yesterday while Clint has some blood work drawn and we just left her there for the day because she was sleeping when it was time to get her. So I came home and took a nap. It was the first in a long time and it was awesome! I tried to take one a little while ago but Clint called and woke me and once I get woke up, I have a hard time falling asleep again.
So Clint is hypoglycemic. He needs to eat 5 times a day--high protein, low carb--or should I say, he needs good carbs. It's no wonder he's that way. This morning he ate like 1/2 a bag of M&M's in one sitting. Anyway, my grocery bill is going to go up, but it's going to be so much easier staying on track with both of us eating that way. Of course, with him I do have some flexibility--I will feed him bread--whole wheat bread--pasta--whole wheat pasta--and rice--brown rice. But not much. I am going to try to make this a good experience for him. If I had him eating tuna and green beans all the time, he would hate life in 2 days. So I need to be adventurous, but in a healthy way. Tonight is going to be black-eye pea salad--brown rice, butternut squash, blackeyes. YUM. It's from the Clean Eating Magazine site. but wait--that's not high in protein. That's why I have fish, turkey, chicken, and beef thawing!!!
I really need to get off my booty and workout. I am pretty darn tired. Somehow I think that by sitting here, I will suddenly be full of energy. It never happens that way does it?
I suppose I am going to get off of here. I will leave you with 7 random facts about me. I am not going to tag anyone because everyone I would want to tag has already been tagged.
1-I am deathly afraid of mice. When I was little, my brothers told me the red light on my aunt's fire alarm was a big rat watching me and he was going to come get me. Clint thinks it's stupid that I am so afraid. He doesn't understand. Of course, if it doesn't happen to him, he never understands.
2-I need like 9 hours of sleep. Again, another thing Clint doesn't understand. Because he can thrive on 6 hours of sleep, he thinks everyone should.
3-I don't like peanut butter.
4-I like to boil eggs then put them in pickle juice.
5-I really don't like eggs
6-I don't like the taste of meat. I have to use something to cover up the taste--ketchup, mustard, steak sauce, hot sauce, salsa, etc.
7-The labels on my canned goods have to face the right way. If not, I get the creepy crawlies.
So Clint is hypoglycemic. He needs to eat 5 times a day--high protein, low carb--or should I say, he needs good carbs. It's no wonder he's that way. This morning he ate like 1/2 a bag of M&M's in one sitting. Anyway, my grocery bill is going to go up, but it's going to be so much easier staying on track with both of us eating that way. Of course, with him I do have some flexibility--I will feed him bread--whole wheat bread--pasta--whole wheat pasta--and rice--brown rice. But not much. I am going to try to make this a good experience for him. If I had him eating tuna and green beans all the time, he would hate life in 2 days. So I need to be adventurous, but in a healthy way. Tonight is going to be black-eye pea salad--brown rice, butternut squash, blackeyes. YUM. It's from the Clean Eating Magazine site. but wait--that's not high in protein. That's why I have fish, turkey, chicken, and beef thawing!!!
I really need to get off my booty and workout. I am pretty darn tired. Somehow I think that by sitting here, I will suddenly be full of energy. It never happens that way does it?
I suppose I am going to get off of here. I will leave you with 7 random facts about me. I am not going to tag anyone because everyone I would want to tag has already been tagged.
1-I am deathly afraid of mice. When I was little, my brothers told me the red light on my aunt's fire alarm was a big rat watching me and he was going to come get me. Clint thinks it's stupid that I am so afraid. He doesn't understand. Of course, if it doesn't happen to him, he never understands.
2-I need like 9 hours of sleep. Again, another thing Clint doesn't understand. Because he can thrive on 6 hours of sleep, he thinks everyone should.
3-I don't like peanut butter.
4-I like to boil eggs then put them in pickle juice.
5-I really don't like eggs
6-I don't like the taste of meat. I have to use something to cover up the taste--ketchup, mustard, steak sauce, hot sauce, salsa, etc.
7-The labels on my canned goods have to face the right way. If not, I get the creepy crawlies.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Lounging
Happy Saturday. I have been sitting at the computer for an hour or so and I decided to get off to go do something else but then I forced myself to come over here to blog. I haven't been blogging lately because I really didn't have anything to blog about. But now that I am typing, things are starting to come to mind.
I am off until Wednesday. The base Commander gave the military a day off for going 97 days DUI free, so I got to take a day of leave. They really don't want civilians there unsupervised. Then Tuesday is Veterans Day so I am off for that. I did bring some work home because I have been swamped at work and I can't seem to get ahead. I feel like i am drowning. I got a job offer in Guam, but Clint doesn't want to live on a tiny island. For me it's perfect because A--I did this job while I was in the Air Force and I loved it B--I know the person that's hiring. In fact, I use to work with her here and she I would be working under her there. She wanted me to work directly for her before, but I couldn't. C--I know 2 other people over there. But no, Clint didn't want to go. Of course, there were other issues I would've had to work out, but since he said no, there's no use dealing with them. Anyway, I want a new job because I am struggling. So to help me out, I am going to do some work from here and go in on Monday for a few hours to catch up.
I am on my last book in the Twilight series. Yay! I've kind of been devoted to those the last week or so. I started reading book one a week ago. 4 books in a week is a record for me. I don't think I am going to go back to the Wicked series just yet because there's so many other things I need to focus on.
What else should I focus on? For starters, cleaning my house and laundry. Before I go read, I need to put a load of clothes and dishes in to wash. I also need to get caught up with some school work for myself, then some school work for Clint (I'm helping him study, but I have to grasp it first. It's just psychology so I am merely refreshing my memory). I also want to get a Masters and would like to get back to school in January. The problem is that I don't want to go to class. The nearest school is 70 miles away. The only online program from that college is the MBA. Not my cup of tea. Been there, done that, it sucks. They have a Masters in Science in Behavioral Science in Psychology, but they only offer 1 class online per semester. I've looked at University of Phoenix and Kaplan, but nothing appeals to me. The MPA isn't so bad, but I'm really not interested. I could do an advanced degree from OU, but I think I owe them money. I'm not sure though. So, I need to find a college with a degree that interests me. I'm not sure why I am fooling myself--the only thing that interests me is law school. But that's TOO far away, geographically. If I quit once before because I was 70 miles away, I don't think 200 miles away would work out well.
My eating has been fine. I will start working out again this week. I tell ya, the Gazelle is the greatest piece of cardio equipment I have ever been on.
I'll write more later.
I am off until Wednesday. The base Commander gave the military a day off for going 97 days DUI free, so I got to take a day of leave. They really don't want civilians there unsupervised. Then Tuesday is Veterans Day so I am off for that. I did bring some work home because I have been swamped at work and I can't seem to get ahead. I feel like i am drowning. I got a job offer in Guam, but Clint doesn't want to live on a tiny island. For me it's perfect because A--I did this job while I was in the Air Force and I loved it B--I know the person that's hiring. In fact, I use to work with her here and she I would be working under her there. She wanted me to work directly for her before, but I couldn't. C--I know 2 other people over there. But no, Clint didn't want to go. Of course, there were other issues I would've had to work out, but since he said no, there's no use dealing with them. Anyway, I want a new job because I am struggling. So to help me out, I am going to do some work from here and go in on Monday for a few hours to catch up.
I am on my last book in the Twilight series. Yay! I've kind of been devoted to those the last week or so. I started reading book one a week ago. 4 books in a week is a record for me. I don't think I am going to go back to the Wicked series just yet because there's so many other things I need to focus on.
What else should I focus on? For starters, cleaning my house and laundry. Before I go read, I need to put a load of clothes and dishes in to wash. I also need to get caught up with some school work for myself, then some school work for Clint (I'm helping him study, but I have to grasp it first. It's just psychology so I am merely refreshing my memory). I also want to get a Masters and would like to get back to school in January. The problem is that I don't want to go to class. The nearest school is 70 miles away. The only online program from that college is the MBA. Not my cup of tea. Been there, done that, it sucks. They have a Masters in Science in Behavioral Science in Psychology, but they only offer 1 class online per semester. I've looked at University of Phoenix and Kaplan, but nothing appeals to me. The MPA isn't so bad, but I'm really not interested. I could do an advanced degree from OU, but I think I owe them money. I'm not sure though. So, I need to find a college with a degree that interests me. I'm not sure why I am fooling myself--the only thing that interests me is law school. But that's TOO far away, geographically. If I quit once before because I was 70 miles away, I don't think 200 miles away would work out well.
My eating has been fine. I will start working out again this week. I tell ya, the Gazelle is the greatest piece of cardio equipment I have ever been on.
I'll write more later.
Friday, October 31, 2008
It's Halloween!
Happy Halloween.
I have so much to blog and so little time. I have a Vlog to post but haven't tried to upload just yet. You can probably catch it tomorrow because it takes hours to upload.
I am dressed up as a pirate today. I will get pics later. I am taking Mackenzie out trick or treating later. She's a pumpkin. This is her 1st Halloween. Well, last year was her 1st, but we didn't take her out although I had an ADORABLE lamb costume. Alright, Blogger didn't place it where I wanted. You will see it above. Stay tuned for her pumpkin pics.
I saw my dr. about weight issues and why I am not losing and she suggested a thyroid problem. I thought she tested my thyroid when she did some lab work a few months ago. I was tested in the past and I was fine, but here we go again. I had to get back to work yesterday and didn't make it in then I went to the lab today at 4:30. They're open until 5:00. They told me that the carrier comes at 4:15 everyday so I would have to come back Monday. WHY ARE YOU OPEN UNTIL 5:00??????
So we will see what happens with that. On the one hand, I don't want anything to be wrong with me. Then on the other, I think it would be great to have a medical explanation for the weight. She assured me it wasn't the IUD.
We are going out of town this weekend. I am going to take a nap. Then I have to get the baby dressed, take her out, pack for this weekend, get diesel in the car. Fun stuff I need to do. But I am exhausted. And a headache is coming on. GRRRRRRRRR......
Monday, October 27, 2008
I am not meant to VLOG. @*$&
This is like my 2nd try. I am not having much luck with this. This is the THIRD time it has gone up. Lets see if it works!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Random Sherry facts
Before I start with my random Sherry facts, I need to know...is anyone up at 5am? If so, I could desperately use a phone call.
Okay, here's some random Sherry facts.
Okay, here's some random Sherry facts.
- I can not stand for my hair to touch me. Usually, my hair will end up in a pony tail before the days is over. Then I will let it down again because it makes my head hurt. Then up again because it's touching me.
- When I was younger, I had fine, thin hair--straight as a board. Around 15, I discovered curls underneath. Then as I got older I was told I had a lot of hair. A few years ago it started to go wavy up top. I think it had something to do with pregnancy because I swear they're disappearing each time I get it cut. The thing is, I have like 3 heads of hair. By no means is it thick. I just have a lot. I have to have it thinned each time I go in.
- I just got a new flat iron and let me tell you, it rocks. Because it would take about an hour's worth of straightening and a lot of hairspray to keep it straight. Seriously, I could do one side and it would be straight as a board, move to the other side, then the one side would curl???
- I eat out of plastic bowls--like tupper wear containers. Not sure why. I think because they don't retain heat like glass bowls.
- I prefer to eat out of bowls over plates. I will throw all of my food in a bowl--well, plastic container.
- I only drink coffee from plastic coffee mugs
- I either like my food boiling hot or straight from the fridge cold. There's no in-between. Clint doesn't understand how I can eat my food that hot. Especially soup.
- I like soup.
- I love the gazelle my mom got me from a garage sale for 15 bucks! This thing is bad ass. I was on it for an hr and it really didn't feel like it, but my legs will be sore tomorrow. I plan on getting up at 5am to use EVERYDAY. Well, not on weekends. I mean, I won't get up that early.
- I like pale lipstick--if I wear any. Like a light, frosty pink or a nude, neutral color. My FAVORITE was Spite by Mac. I think they stopped making it. Or the last time I checked they did. Actually, I don't wear lipstick. I wear lip gloss. I have branched out and bought two new colors. They actually have color. One's a red but I HAVE to blot it because I hate the color.
- I like frogs. Not real ones.
- I hate hoods on anything other than hoodies or jackets. Yet, I just bought two sweaters with hoods because they looked good on me.
- I don't like being tickled.
- I hate doing dishes.
- The kids Christmas gifts was solved. Or mostly. We got them Guitar Hero World Tour. Now then can sing and play the drums and guitar. It's going to be too cold for a trampoline.
- When I workout and I want to vomit, I know I am doing a damn good job.
- I am super excited about Rockford. I am driving all the way from Oklahoma. I can get a hotel for 2 nights, rental car, and round trip tickets (2) for like $600. Not too bad. Then again, I can drive up there and get a hotel for 2 nights for about $360. My husband wants to go even though he has no interest in this stuff. Guess he doesn't want to feel left out. That's ok, we will have fun.
- I love Kelly O's arms, and Cynthia's abs. I need some legs to love. If you have great legs, let me know, post a pic on your blog, e-mail me a pic. let me want your legs.
Alright, I better go. If I am getting up at 5am, I better go to bed. I took a muscle relaxer because my legs have been feeling funny lately when I go to bed. It's not restless leg either. Not sure what it is. I'm just waiting for it to kick in.
Happy Sunday
What a productive day I tell ya. I slept in until 9:45, made coffee, then breakfast--egg white omelet and Kashi Strawberry Fields. I ate, watched Kelly O's videos, did an hour on the Gazelle, and read some blogs. And it's only 1:00. I am going to throw some clothes in the wash and take a bath. Wait, I am going to eat meal #2--probably turkey meatloaf and green beans. After that I have some homework to do and I have meals to make. Good times. Tonight/this evening I will do some more cardio and weights.
Now, here's some random things for you.
Isn't it funny how fast you can blow through $$. I spent $600 yesterday. I got 2 kids birthday presents--(clothes), I got Clint 4 shirts and 2 pair of jeans, I got myself 6 tops and 2 pair of yoga pants, I got Mackenzie 1 outfit, I got a heater, I bought lunch, I put gas in the car, and I got some autoparts that Clint needed because he's helping this man with his car. I will get back about $60 when I return two of the loaner tools and another $30+ when I return Clint's jeans (JCP has a buy 1 get 1 $.88 sale)But still...that means I spent about $500 on us yesterday. YIKES. I am considering returning the stuff. Then I look at the other side. Clint DOES need clothes. I DO need clothes. The two kids DO need birthday gifts. And let me tell ya, some of you might frown and think "Ewww, clothes for a kids birthday, that's no fun" but let me tell you, they have way too many toys they don't even play with. This year I am not worried about toys. I plan on getting them a joint gift for Christmas. Wait, I will tell you about that in a minute. Back to the $$. I can't believe I spent so much. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....
Ok, Christmas and birthdays. In the one month span from Thanksgiving to Christmas, I have 3 kids birthdays, 1 husbands birthday, and 4 kids to buy Christmas presents for. Even if I limited it to $100 per person, per event, that's $800. I think that's insane. Is it necessary? Seriously, I hate Christmas time. HATE it. People expect to see a ton of presents under the tree. That means more $$ to spend. Now, I can get a trampoline at Sams for $219..and that's a big one. With tax, it will be closer to $300 and that would be basically equivalent to $100 per kids (the 3 older kids). Should I go that route or get the 3 older kids separate presents. In all honestly, you can't get many individual presents for $100. A good doll costs about $25. 4 dolls for Christmas? That's it? Are you kidding me???? What fun is that? So, I am looking for the most cost effective way to please the kids. Any suggestions?
Lets move on to birthday parties. My oldest 2 live with their dad. My step daughter lives with her mom. For Hailey (#2), we attended her party down in Bronte at the pool down there. I didn't have a 2nd party for her. Hanna's (#1) party is on the 22nd. Uggg...I'm in Rockford. I am getting her the next weekend, so I don't really want to go down there back to back weekends because it can get expensive and a 4 hour (1-way) drive with a baby isn't fun. I thought about having a party for her up here. Then it hit me and I said no I won't. If I have a 2nd party for her, that means I have to have a 2nd party for my step-daughter because we will NOT be in attendance at her mothers house. Hailey only had 1 party. Mackenzie's only having one party. Do the other kids REALLY need 2 parties? Can't we celebrate and open gifts without a party? Thoughts? Even for you without kids, please, chime in.
So, Rockford is like 27 or 28 days away. I am flippin excited. I am sitting here choking down the green beans and turkey meatloaf. It's hard but it's worth it. I won't have Kelly O's muscles and I won't even begin to compare myself to the divas on stage, but I will look presentable. You bet I will!
Enjoy whats left of your weekend!
Now, here's some random things for you.
Isn't it funny how fast you can blow through $$. I spent $600 yesterday. I got 2 kids birthday presents--(clothes), I got Clint 4 shirts and 2 pair of jeans, I got myself 6 tops and 2 pair of yoga pants, I got Mackenzie 1 outfit, I got a heater, I bought lunch, I put gas in the car, and I got some autoparts that Clint needed because he's helping this man with his car. I will get back about $60 when I return two of the loaner tools and another $30+ when I return Clint's jeans (JCP has a buy 1 get 1 $.88 sale)But still...that means I spent about $500 on us yesterday. YIKES. I am considering returning the stuff. Then I look at the other side. Clint DOES need clothes. I DO need clothes. The two kids DO need birthday gifts. And let me tell ya, some of you might frown and think "Ewww, clothes for a kids birthday, that's no fun" but let me tell you, they have way too many toys they don't even play with. This year I am not worried about toys. I plan on getting them a joint gift for Christmas. Wait, I will tell you about that in a minute. Back to the $$. I can't believe I spent so much. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....
Ok, Christmas and birthdays. In the one month span from Thanksgiving to Christmas, I have 3 kids birthdays, 1 husbands birthday, and 4 kids to buy Christmas presents for. Even if I limited it to $100 per person, per event, that's $800. I think that's insane. Is it necessary? Seriously, I hate Christmas time. HATE it. People expect to see a ton of presents under the tree. That means more $$ to spend. Now, I can get a trampoline at Sams for $219..and that's a big one. With tax, it will be closer to $300 and that would be basically equivalent to $100 per kids (the 3 older kids). Should I go that route or get the 3 older kids separate presents. In all honestly, you can't get many individual presents for $100. A good doll costs about $25. 4 dolls for Christmas? That's it? Are you kidding me???? What fun is that? So, I am looking for the most cost effective way to please the kids. Any suggestions?
Lets move on to birthday parties. My oldest 2 live with their dad. My step daughter lives with her mom. For Hailey (#2), we attended her party down in Bronte at the pool down there. I didn't have a 2nd party for her. Hanna's (#1) party is on the 22nd. Uggg...I'm in Rockford. I am getting her the next weekend, so I don't really want to go down there back to back weekends because it can get expensive and a 4 hour (1-way) drive with a baby isn't fun. I thought about having a party for her up here. Then it hit me and I said no I won't. If I have a 2nd party for her, that means I have to have a 2nd party for my step-daughter because we will NOT be in attendance at her mothers house. Hailey only had 1 party. Mackenzie's only having one party. Do the other kids REALLY need 2 parties? Can't we celebrate and open gifts without a party? Thoughts? Even for you without kids, please, chime in.
So, Rockford is like 27 or 28 days away. I am flippin excited. I am sitting here choking down the green beans and turkey meatloaf. It's hard but it's worth it. I won't have Kelly O's muscles and I won't even begin to compare myself to the divas on stage, but I will look presentable. You bet I will!
Enjoy whats left of your weekend!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Okay, Okay
I am alive and well...have no fear!
Lets see, what's been going on? Well, as you know, I had a massive headache, then I was suffering from a stomach ailment. I finally recovered from that. My in-laws came in to town over the weekend and brought my step daughter. Didn't do anything exciting. We went to town, that was about it. I did start reading a new book. I am reading "Wicked" and it's a good book. After "Wicked" I am going to read "Twilight." After "Twilight" I am going to read "Son of a Witch" then hopefully I will continue the "Twilight" series. Oh, I need to read the 3rd book in the "Wicked" series as well.
Well, let me talk about reading a minute. I never really read much. The first book I read on my own was "Interview with a Vampire." After that, I would have to say it was "The DaVanic Code." No, wait, it was "He's Just Not That Into You." I mean, I read books in school because I had to. Those were the first I read on my own. Anyway, I bought "Angels and Demons" by Dan Brown (DaVinci Code) but didn't read much of it. I started "The DaVinci Code" numerous times before I ever caught on to it. I thought that might happen with A & D but it didn't. After that I read "The Devil Wears Prada."MUCH better than the movie. I fell in love with all of the Harry Potter books. I still have 2 left. So, I ventured out to read the current books. I have a book case full of books, just haven't got around to reading them. I rented these from the library instead of buying. GO ME!!!
Ok, back to workout and diet! I made all of my food last night. Packed and ready to go. Woo-Hoo. Then I go to work and notice that my workout clothes aren't there. Crap. I KNOW I got them out of the Expedition and I KNOW I brought them into work. I guess I took them home with me. I use to leave EVERYTHING in my Expedition but I leave NOTHING in the Jetta. NOTHING. So when I would've normally just went to the vehicle to retrieve it, I knew that wouldn't work. I was going to go buy some workout clothes, but I went to buy my baby some winter clothes when this man told me the high was going to be in the 50's this week. That wasn't true. Nevertheless she needed new clothes. Then once I got back I had to deal with some Mackenzie issues and ended up leaving work basically for the rest of the afternoon.
I've been bad and I haven't worked out this evening. A friend came by with his kids and I made them dinner, even though I already had dinner made. I don't think chili would have been good to them. I hung out with them for a bit, then I went next door for a bath (don't ask). Now I am waiting for Mackenzie to finish eating so I can go bathe her. Sigh. I haven't even read tonight.
Ok, I am going to steal something from Kelly O. She lists things she likes and dislikes and I have decided to share.
=Tops with hoods. Can't stand them. Hoodies are okay--like the sweatshirt ones--but that's it
=Eyes that are itchy. I have cleaned my contact and used allergy drops, but they still itch
=Not having how water. Don't ask.
Things I heart:
=My new Jetta. TDI. Vroom Vroom and 40+ MPG! Even with Diesel being higher than gas, I bet I still pay less than you for fuel.
=My wireless internet. I love the fact that I am sitting on my couch typing this.
=Frozen fruit. OMG the cherries are so good!
Alright, that's all I have. I am sleepy but Mackenzie is taking her time eating. Savoring it....
Lets see, what's been going on? Well, as you know, I had a massive headache, then I was suffering from a stomach ailment. I finally recovered from that. My in-laws came in to town over the weekend and brought my step daughter. Didn't do anything exciting. We went to town, that was about it. I did start reading a new book. I am reading "Wicked" and it's a good book. After "Wicked" I am going to read "Twilight." After "Twilight" I am going to read "Son of a Witch" then hopefully I will continue the "Twilight" series. Oh, I need to read the 3rd book in the "Wicked" series as well.
Well, let me talk about reading a minute. I never really read much. The first book I read on my own was "Interview with a Vampire." After that, I would have to say it was "The DaVanic Code." No, wait, it was "He's Just Not That Into You." I mean, I read books in school because I had to. Those were the first I read on my own. Anyway, I bought "Angels and Demons" by Dan Brown (DaVinci Code) but didn't read much of it. I started "The DaVinci Code" numerous times before I ever caught on to it. I thought that might happen with A & D but it didn't. After that I read "The Devil Wears Prada."MUCH better than the movie. I fell in love with all of the Harry Potter books. I still have 2 left. So, I ventured out to read the current books. I have a book case full of books, just haven't got around to reading them. I rented these from the library instead of buying. GO ME!!!
Ok, back to workout and diet! I made all of my food last night. Packed and ready to go. Woo-Hoo. Then I go to work and notice that my workout clothes aren't there. Crap. I KNOW I got them out of the Expedition and I KNOW I brought them into work. I guess I took them home with me. I use to leave EVERYTHING in my Expedition but I leave NOTHING in the Jetta. NOTHING. So when I would've normally just went to the vehicle to retrieve it, I knew that wouldn't work. I was going to go buy some workout clothes, but I went to buy my baby some winter clothes when this man told me the high was going to be in the 50's this week. That wasn't true. Nevertheless she needed new clothes. Then once I got back I had to deal with some Mackenzie issues and ended up leaving work basically for the rest of the afternoon.
I've been bad and I haven't worked out this evening. A friend came by with his kids and I made them dinner, even though I already had dinner made. I don't think chili would have been good to them. I hung out with them for a bit, then I went next door for a bath (don't ask). Now I am waiting for Mackenzie to finish eating so I can go bathe her. Sigh. I haven't even read tonight.
Ok, I am going to steal something from Kelly O. She lists things she likes and dislikes and I have decided to share.
=Tops with hoods. Can't stand them. Hoodies are okay--like the sweatshirt ones--but that's it
=Eyes that are itchy. I have cleaned my contact and used allergy drops, but they still itch
=Not having how water. Don't ask.
Things I heart:
=My new Jetta. TDI. Vroom Vroom and 40+ MPG! Even with Diesel being higher than gas, I bet I still pay less than you for fuel.
=My wireless internet. I love the fact that I am sitting on my couch typing this.
=Frozen fruit. OMG the cherries are so good!
Alright, that's all I have. I am sleepy but Mackenzie is taking her time eating. Savoring it....
Monday, October 13, 2008
Yummy!
I made the best oatmeal yesterday. I am trying to mimic it today.
You make your oatmeal as you normally would. but in the end you put a sprinkle of cinnamon and 1 packet of french vanilla splenda--the new coffee kind that are meant to sweeten coffee. YUM. It *was* a little sweet for me, so I only added in about 1/2 packet. That wasn't sweet enough. So I added a little more. It's good stuff!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Mental Issues
I am headache free. I am not vomiting. I am almost back to normal.
The thing is, today I am feeling more like myself. Yet I am so scared to really eat. I started off eating on plan but I swapped over to some soup. I didn't want to fill my tummy up with heavy stuff just in case I got sick again. At the same time, I did want some regular food to test the waters.
but I feel SO guilty. I ate egg whites, oatmeal, and cauliflower and felt fine. I was drinking some Powerade for hydration. I ran in the store to get Clint some soup and I bought myself some too. From that moment I felt guilty. I felt like I was cheating. I headed to the frozen veggie so I could throw in some mixed veggies to my noodle soup (always do that). I felt guilty. I was tempted so many times to put the stuff down. One side of me head was telling me I was cheating, put it up. The other side said it was okay, I had been sick, and I need to ease back into regular food slowly. I was torn. I caved in to the bad side. I felt bad the whole way home, the entire time I was cooking it, and every second I ate it.
I mean, I held down breakfast and I held down the soup and I feel fine, physically. I just feel like I some how cheated and ate a cheesecake---a BIG one. Was eating soup REALLY that bad? I really didn't want anything heavy. I detest throwing up. Sure, I did have solid food earlier but what if I got sick again? On the other hand, I haven't been sick since Friday night, so I AM cheating. Sigh.
There you have it. I have mental issues. Serious ones. I cheated with soup to make sure I was over the tummy bug. Shoot me.
Oh---I don't know that my headaches were migraines. Some were, yes. But some weren't. The migraines meds knocked out the migraines, then something else would come back. I think I was suffering from cluster headaches. I think the chiropractor helped. The last time I remember it happening this bad, I had to take Tylenol 3 and get a massage. That was like 7 years ago.
have a great weekend everyone. I am going to try to do some cardio tonight. Wish me luck!
The thing is, today I am feeling more like myself. Yet I am so scared to really eat. I started off eating on plan but I swapped over to some soup. I didn't want to fill my tummy up with heavy stuff just in case I got sick again. At the same time, I did want some regular food to test the waters.
but I feel SO guilty. I ate egg whites, oatmeal, and cauliflower and felt fine. I was drinking some Powerade for hydration. I ran in the store to get Clint some soup and I bought myself some too. From that moment I felt guilty. I felt like I was cheating. I headed to the frozen veggie so I could throw in some mixed veggies to my noodle soup (always do that). I felt guilty. I was tempted so many times to put the stuff down. One side of me head was telling me I was cheating, put it up. The other side said it was okay, I had been sick, and I need to ease back into regular food slowly. I was torn. I caved in to the bad side. I felt bad the whole way home, the entire time I was cooking it, and every second I ate it.
I mean, I held down breakfast and I held down the soup and I feel fine, physically. I just feel like I some how cheated and ate a cheesecake---a BIG one. Was eating soup REALLY that bad? I really didn't want anything heavy. I detest throwing up. Sure, I did have solid food earlier but what if I got sick again? On the other hand, I haven't been sick since Friday night, so I AM cheating. Sigh.
There you have it. I have mental issues. Serious ones. I cheated with soup to make sure I was over the tummy bug. Shoot me.
Oh---I don't know that my headaches were migraines. Some were, yes. But some weren't. The migraines meds knocked out the migraines, then something else would come back. I think I was suffering from cluster headaches. I think the chiropractor helped. The last time I remember it happening this bad, I had to take Tylenol 3 and get a massage. That was like 7 years ago.
have a great weekend everyone. I am going to try to do some cardio tonight. Wish me luck!
Saturday, October 11, 2008
So I was thinking
I was reading someones blog and she said her co-workers were getting sick but she thinks she's fending it off. She said that one thing she hates is when something thinks they're getting sick/are sick and they use that as an excuse to not workout/eat right.
You know, I do agree with her. There are people out there that will sneeze and will use that as an excuse to eat poorly, to not workout, to lounge around. I don't like petty excuses.
But...
I've been there. I am here. This is not petty.
When your head hurts so badly that a narcotic won't take it away, you really don't care about working out. You really don't care if you eat broccoli or ice cream because all you want to do is die. When you can feel the blood pumping through the veins in your head and you think about working out and how the blood will be flowing that much faster, it makes you want to vomit so I am pretty sure you don't need to be working out. When you have to spend hours laying down with the lights turned out, your last thought is eating right or getting up to workout. When you are dealing with this for a week, you don't want to do anything except make this damn thing go away. When you have to make 2 trips to the doctor and 2 more trips to the chiropractor, you couldn't care less about doing what you're supposed to do. Call it a prime opportunity to cheat. Maybe I am not as hard core as others. But when I am sick, when I am truly sick, I don't want to workout. I did do my best to eat clean. But I wasn't perfect.
Oh wait, you want more. It gets better. When you're in a Jetta, about 2 hours from home, and you're in a rush to get to the daycare before it closes to get your daughter, and you suddenly vomit into a grocery bad because there is no time to pull over, I don't think you want to workout...or eat anything. When you spend the night on the couch curled up and you take one last visit to the porcelain throne before you hit the sack, I don't think there IS time to workout. Oh, and I am using today as an excuse too. I am dehydrated. I feel weak and my head hurts. At this point in my life, I would rather be fat then workout.
So yeah, I am and have been THAT sick that I don't want to workout. The powerade I am drinking and the soup I am eating doesn't fall into the meal plan. The laying on the couch doesn't count as working out. But when you feel this bad, you just don't care...
You know, I do agree with her. There are people out there that will sneeze and will use that as an excuse to eat poorly, to not workout, to lounge around. I don't like petty excuses.
But...
I've been there. I am here. This is not petty.
When your head hurts so badly that a narcotic won't take it away, you really don't care about working out. You really don't care if you eat broccoli or ice cream because all you want to do is die. When you can feel the blood pumping through the veins in your head and you think about working out and how the blood will be flowing that much faster, it makes you want to vomit so I am pretty sure you don't need to be working out. When you have to spend hours laying down with the lights turned out, your last thought is eating right or getting up to workout. When you are dealing with this for a week, you don't want to do anything except make this damn thing go away. When you have to make 2 trips to the doctor and 2 more trips to the chiropractor, you couldn't care less about doing what you're supposed to do. Call it a prime opportunity to cheat. Maybe I am not as hard core as others. But when I am sick, when I am truly sick, I don't want to workout. I did do my best to eat clean. But I wasn't perfect.
Oh wait, you want more. It gets better. When you're in a Jetta, about 2 hours from home, and you're in a rush to get to the daycare before it closes to get your daughter, and you suddenly vomit into a grocery bad because there is no time to pull over, I don't think you want to workout...or eat anything. When you spend the night on the couch curled up and you take one last visit to the porcelain throne before you hit the sack, I don't think there IS time to workout. Oh, and I am using today as an excuse too. I am dehydrated. I feel weak and my head hurts. At this point in my life, I would rather be fat then workout.
So yeah, I am and have been THAT sick that I don't want to workout. The powerade I am drinking and the soup I am eating doesn't fall into the meal plan. The laying on the couch doesn't count as working out. But when you feel this bad, you just don't care...
Monday, October 6, 2008
Dear Headache
Dear Headache,
Please go away. I sincerely appreciate the fact that you like you me so much that you've stayed with me for a week. That's quite kind of you. But if I may be honest with you, I am quite tired of this. I am not quite sure how to to get rid of you. I have eaten good food and bad food, drank more water, had more caffeine, got plenty of sleep, taken tylenol, Relpax, and Midrin. NOTHING had helped. I just took lortab to see if that would get rid of you, but I have a feeling it won't. The last time this happened, I was pregnant with Hailey--about 7 years ago, and I sat on the couch watching TV all weekend long. It took Tylenol with codeine and a massage to get rid of you. Are you conspiring with my body? Does my body want a massage so it's using you to get one? Fine, whatever, I can get a damn massage if that will make you go away. I am going to see my doctor in the morning so that she can prescribe some medicine to get rid of you. Initially I thought you were in cahoots with TOM and wanted to make me miserable, but you're still lingering when he's gone. HMMM...what did I ever do to you? WAIT..I KNOW. You're conspiring with my fat cells. You know that when my head hurts so bad that I lay on the couch for 2 hours in the dark instead of working out, I will stay fat. You also know that it's going to make me look like a moron to all of my blogger friends because yesterday I was bragging that I will work out even if I am dying. You just had to make me look like a fool. You know that when the blood starts pumping through my veins it's going to make my head hurt that much worse. You were wanting that weren't you. You enjoy putting me in a corner--let's make her head hurt so bad that she ends up in the ER or lets make her look like an idiot in front of everyone. Let's make her look like a failure. Well I am on to you and these fat cells. I know you think they're doing me a favor--if I did workout and had to go to the ER for a killer headache, I'd blow $100 on the visit then I wouldn't be able to go to Rockford, hence, I wouldn't be making a fool of myself. I wouldn't be a whale surrounded by all those Diva's. I appreciate your and my fat's sincerity, but you know what...you two need to F*@K OFF. I CAN do this. I WILL DO THIS. I AM going to see Kelly, Tina, Stacey, Angela, April, and Evelyne (cough cough, hint hint). If I have to hitchhike there I will be there. If I have to do 3 hours of cardio a day, I will look good there. But, you REALLY REALLY REALLY need to leave so I can do what I need to do. I know you love me. I know you love hanging out with me, but it's time for you to go. I need to move on with my life.
Love,
Sherry
P.S. HAHAHAHAHA--I ate on plan today. Didn't cheat once! Didn't have any of that yummy dessert at my bosses birthday bash. Take that headache!
Please go away. I sincerely appreciate the fact that you like you me so much that you've stayed with me for a week. That's quite kind of you. But if I may be honest with you, I am quite tired of this. I am not quite sure how to to get rid of you. I have eaten good food and bad food, drank more water, had more caffeine, got plenty of sleep, taken tylenol, Relpax, and Midrin. NOTHING had helped. I just took lortab to see if that would get rid of you, but I have a feeling it won't. The last time this happened, I was pregnant with Hailey--about 7 years ago, and I sat on the couch watching TV all weekend long. It took Tylenol with codeine and a massage to get rid of you. Are you conspiring with my body? Does my body want a massage so it's using you to get one? Fine, whatever, I can get a damn massage if that will make you go away. I am going to see my doctor in the morning so that she can prescribe some medicine to get rid of you. Initially I thought you were in cahoots with TOM and wanted to make me miserable, but you're still lingering when he's gone. HMMM...what did I ever do to you? WAIT..I KNOW. You're conspiring with my fat cells. You know that when my head hurts so bad that I lay on the couch for 2 hours in the dark instead of working out, I will stay fat. You also know that it's going to make me look like a moron to all of my blogger friends because yesterday I was bragging that I will work out even if I am dying. You just had to make me look like a fool. You know that when the blood starts pumping through my veins it's going to make my head hurt that much worse. You were wanting that weren't you. You enjoy putting me in a corner--let's make her head hurt so bad that she ends up in the ER or lets make her look like an idiot in front of everyone. Let's make her look like a failure. Well I am on to you and these fat cells. I know you think they're doing me a favor--if I did workout and had to go to the ER for a killer headache, I'd blow $100 on the visit then I wouldn't be able to go to Rockford, hence, I wouldn't be making a fool of myself. I wouldn't be a whale surrounded by all those Diva's. I appreciate your and my fat's sincerity, but you know what...you two need to F*@K OFF. I CAN do this. I WILL DO THIS. I AM going to see Kelly, Tina, Stacey, Angela, April, and Evelyne (cough cough, hint hint). If I have to hitchhike there I will be there. If I have to do 3 hours of cardio a day, I will look good there. But, you REALLY REALLY REALLY need to leave so I can do what I need to do. I know you love me. I know you love hanging out with me, but it's time for you to go. I need to move on with my life.
Love,
Sherry
P.S. HAHAHAHAHA--I ate on plan today. Didn't cheat once! Didn't have any of that yummy dessert at my bosses birthday bash. Take that headache!
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Is it 48 or 47????
Tina, Stacey, Angela, and April are counting down the days until their comp. I am counting down the days until their comp. In case you've not been paying attention, Kelly O and I plan on being there! So that means I have 48 or 47 days to get "audience ready." (They're stage ready/I'm audience ready). I understand that the 4 of them are going to look like 4 bad asses that day and I could never compare, but I still don't want to look like a fat cow. MOOOOOOOOOOOO. I think I have 47 days but this date counter I always use is saying 48. HMMMMMM....I think it's wrong. Regardless, I need to get my butt in gear. NO playing around. I WILL drink all of my water. Every meal will be on plan. I WILL work out 6 days a week. I WILL get in extra cardio. I WILL be smoking hot!!!
I fell off the wagon this week. I didn't gain weight. I had an awful headache part of the week. I started TOM and I just felt awful. In addition to the bad headaches (which btw I have one now and it won't go away...4 Tylenol and a Relpax isn't helping....) I was dead tired. I was exhausted. Not sure if it was due to TOM or what. Then my mom came in to town and I spent all day in the car Friday and today getting/taking girls home. I spent half the day yesterday having a garage sale and the other half shopping. My life is back to normal now. Thank God. Hey, my mom bought me a Gazelle for $15. I HATE my Elliptical. I hope I like this better. I know...I watch 2 shows a week--House and Entourage. I will only watch them if I am on the Gazelle.
That's all I have. I am back on track. I promise. I don't care if I am sick as a dog next week, I will be working out. NOTHING will stop me. NOTHING.
I fell off the wagon this week. I didn't gain weight. I had an awful headache part of the week. I started TOM and I just felt awful. In addition to the bad headaches (which btw I have one now and it won't go away...4 Tylenol and a Relpax isn't helping....) I was dead tired. I was exhausted. Not sure if it was due to TOM or what. Then my mom came in to town and I spent all day in the car Friday and today getting/taking girls home. I spent half the day yesterday having a garage sale and the other half shopping. My life is back to normal now. Thank God. Hey, my mom bought me a Gazelle for $15. I HATE my Elliptical. I hope I like this better. I know...I watch 2 shows a week--House and Entourage. I will only watch them if I am on the Gazelle.
That's all I have. I am back on track. I promise. I don't care if I am sick as a dog next week, I will be working out. NOTHING will stop me. NOTHING.
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