Friday, November 30, 2007

I made it!!!

The last day of November. I'm surprised I actually made it. I figured I'd give up somewhere in the middle. Perhaps my excercising and whatnot helped me stick to it. I'm going to pat myself on the back and go eat lunch.

The boys are coming back tonight, so I need to prepare myself for the insanity. My mom has been sick all week so she's going to be camped out in her room trying to recover. That should make it fun. My dad disappears and my brother has to work. Oh joy.

On a more positive note, I finally got to see a therapist for an assesment for my son. She's really nice and doesn't think it's anything very serious and is going to help us work on it. She'll be seeing him once a week for "play therapy" and will also do some family counseling. I'm really looking forward to making some progress and hopefully getting a little closer to my son.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

I totally saw that coming

I just checked my entries and the entry that I set to post on the 16th posted on the 15th. Stupid blogger! Not me. Blogger it's self. Darn you blogger! Darn you all to heck!!!!

I'm just tired. That's what I am.

It hasn't been as hard as I thought it would be to lose weight. But all the same, I'm tired of it. I need a break. I know I'm not even close to being done yet, and I'm not ready to give up. I'm just tired. Exhausted. Drained. I don't know if it was being sick. I still have a lovely cough. Or if I just need a break. Part of it might be that it's the holidays now and much of the celebratory stuff is food. Not just buy, buy, buy. But eat, eat, eat! I love food. I love to eat. Up until now I've acutally enjoyed finding things to eat that fit within my plan. I've tried and loved several things that I never would have eaten before. I think I might be suffering from burn out. Usually during December I bake. A LOT. I love baking. I need to try some low-sugar recipes. I just need to open myself up more. I really am enjoying all the excercise and how I feel, but I'm so damn tired. I just can't figure it out. I take my vitamins, I eat right, and I'm excercising. I think I need to go to the doctor. I get enough sleep. I went to bed at 9pm last night! I felt like a little old lady. I think I might be losing my hair too. The last two times I got my hair cut, the stylist said that I was "getting thin on top". Yikes! Something is amiss.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007


Sometimes I just want to smack my husband. We're living with my parents right now. All four of us. In one room. So yes, everything is just rainbows and puppies and cute little, fluffy kitties. While waking up my daughter this morning my husband interuppted with,"are you through yet?" Excuse me? While you lay there and snore I get up early and get our children ready for school. Yes, it does indeed suck that we're all living in one room and that your ugly sleep is disturbed. But do you honestly think that I enjoy getting up while it's still dark so that I can get OUR kids up and ready for school? They are your kids too and you could get up off your lazy ass to help me instead of bitching about the noise I'm making while waking them up. Since when have children ever been able to do anything quietly? Almost never in case you didn't know.

So yeah, it kinda made me just a teensy bit mad. I didn't talk to him the rest of the morning. I'm still ticked off as a matter of fact. I think I'm going to give him a piece of my mind when he gets home too! To top it off, he didn't make the bed like I asked him to either. I need a glass of wine. Or twelve.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

It must be some sort of cruel joke

The kids get three weeks for winter break. THREE WEEKS!! Has the school district lost it's collective mind? What are they thinking? Three weeks??!! Why? That is just wrong. What have I done to them? The only other thing I can say is that they better not have another week off in February for "President's Week". The kids spend more time on "vacation/break" than in school. What do parents that work do when their kids are out of school for weeks at a time? Daycare must be a royal bitch. Thank goodness I don't start work until the end of January. This is madness!

Monday, November 26, 2007

Almost there!

I can't believe November is almost over already. It certainly went by a lot faster than I thought it would. Posting every day wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. Once I sat down and started typing, it was pretty easy. I have a feeling I babbled a lot. But I do that any way. I don't know that I'll post every day once November is actually over. Maybe it will be easier to post more often now that I've gotten into the habit.

The kids went back to school with no problems. Sometimes after a break they have a hard time getting back into the swing of things. We'll see how tomorrow goes. They could be lulling me into a false sense of security.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

And it wasn't even a whole 24 hours!

The boys came and went. What a mess!! They were insanely tired and cranky. They had a wonderful time in the desert, but they were missing their mommy and wanted to go home. I'm bummed that I missed out on seeing lots of relatives that I haven't seen since before I got married.

H's new job is working out well so far. Thank goodness!! It's in town which is really nice. He won't have to commute.

The kids are ready to kill each other which means that they're ready to go back to school. They've missed their friends, and I miss them being gone all day.

I walked on my mom's treadmill yesterday. I'm so sore! I didn't realize what a difference walking on an incline makes. I think I'll torture myself on there from now on. I burned almost twice as many calories as I normally do. I felt great afterwards. Tired. Exhausted actually, but great.

I hope everyone has a great Sunday.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Are you sick of turkey yet?

More leftovers for dinner tonight! I need some more gravy. Since we missed out on having Thanksgiving dinner with my parents we may shoot for that tonight. Although I'm tempted to wait until Sunday night after the boys have gone home. It's hard to have a nice dinner with three wild children running about. Of course they might be worn out from their weekend in the desert! There's always hope right?

I slept in this morning. It was nice. As much as I like the kids being on vacation and not having to get up early, I'm looking forward to them going back to school on Monday. It will be nice to have my days to myself again. You'd think as kids get older that they'll entertain themselves more. Most of the time Katie does just fine, but she's been extraordinarily bored this week. She had taken to following me around and was literally a step behind me for about three days. I couldn't take it any more and told her she need to give me a few more steps. Mikel actually did pretty good this week. Ususally he gets bored really easy, but him and Katie got along really well this week. Lucky for me.

Now if you'll excuse me. Katie thinks a chocolate chip cookie is appropriate lunch time fare. I think I'm going to lock her in her room for a while.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Anybody want some pie?

I need to get rid of the pies. Pumpking and apple. Before I eat them. I did good yesterday. I ignored their calls, but today. Today is a different story. They're ignoring me and I just can't have that. I want to cover them in whipped cream and stuff them down my throat. Is pumpkin pie considered a vegetable? Can we claim apple pie as healthy because it contains fruit? I think we can. Whipped cream is dairy and dairy is good for you too!!

It was pretty quiet here yesterday. We watched the parade and cooked tons of food. We ate our own dinner then went and bugged the relatives. The kids just couldn't seem to settle down. Christmas is coming!!! They must get if from the stores. Thanksgiving wasn't even over yet and already, get the christmas decorations out. It's not even December. I refuse to decorate for christmas until December. It just doesn't seem right. It's not about going from one holiday to the next. What about all the life in between?????

So a pretty uneventful Thanksgiving. The turkey was the best I've made so far. Yummmyyyyyyy. Very quiet and relaxing. It was nice to spend time with just the four of us and enjoy each other. Until the kids started asking about all the stuff they wanted for Christmas and I sent them to play outside.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Happy Thanksgiving!

I got myself up this morning just before 7am so I could walk and then have a little time to relax before I started cooking. The turkey is in the oven and smelling very delicious. I'm going to start prepping all the other stuff we're going to make. Steamed veggies, mashed potatoes, gravy, fruit salad (yummy, yummy), rolls, candied yams, and cranberry sauce. I'm even doing laundry! I've had lots of coffee, can you tell?

My parents called from the desert this morning. There are tons of people there and they're having a good time. Even with the boys there with them. Although my mom said the youngest took a nose dive down the trailer stairs already this morning.

Everybody have a safe and happy holiday.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Now what do I do?

My parents and the boys left this morning for the desert. H took Mikel to his parents house to hang out and do guy stuff. Katie stayed with me, but she dislikes interuptions when she's playing with her barbies. So I'm basically by myself. It's so awesome. It's one of those moments when you realize that you can watch whatever you want on tv, or read, or do something that you've been waiting for a moment of peace and quiet to do! Then you realize that you don't really want to do anything. You want to just sit and hold the couch down. You wind up sleeping the whole time because you're freakin' exhausted and now it's all quiet and you pass out the moment your fanny touches the couch. I live an excitin' life. Soon I'll have my own reality show where people do nothing but watch me workout, eat and sleep. In fact the longer I sit here the sleepier (is that a word?) I get. Not to mention hungry. It's way past lunch time. See, there I go. Off to eat and sleep again. I feel like I'm 4 months old!

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

What is up with that?

Does anyone else's husband have some sort of weird obsession with dinner? H will call me at some point during the day just to ask what's for dinner. Nothing else, just what's for dinner. Even though he can see what is defrosting on the counter, he'll still ask what the plans are for dinner. What is with that? I don't get it. You'd think that he hadn't eaten all day. If I don't start dinner close to 5 o'clock he acts like I'm starving everyone. Since most people are just getting off of work at 5pm, they usually don't eat dinner until around 6pm right? When I was working that's when we ate. Sometime later. It's driving me insane. I swear, every time he asks about dinner I want to whack him with a skillet. I'm sure people have heard stranger reasons for divorce. He wouldn't put the toilet seat down. He didn't put his dirty clothes in the hamper. He was having sex with other women. He kept bugging the living crap out of me about what was for dinner and it was either divorce or death!!!!!

Sure, there are other things that he does that annoy the living hell out of me. But this pretty much seems to be the only thing that makes me want to rip my hair out and take primal scream therapy. I don't know why it sets me off like it does. I've tried posting menus for the week on the fridge. He still asked. I tried asking him what he wanted for dinner each morning. He would still call and ask! Even putting him in charge of making dinner does not stop the dinner questions! I'm seeking therapy.

For him.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Is it Wednesday yet?

My parents are taking the boys camping for Thanksgiving. So it will be a semi-short week with them. They're leaving Wednesday for the desert. Hopefully we will have a nice quiet Thanksgiving. We're getting our turkey on Monday and I'm finishing up my menu today. We'll have all the usual stuff, plus I'm going to try and find some recipes for some healthier alternatives for myself. I don't want to get too crazy and if I can make some healthier dishes, then I know I'll enjoy it even more because I'll know that I'm not doing something I shouldn't. Most likely we'll have to make a trip to see the in-laws. Hopefully it will be brief. The insanity knows no bounds over there. The last three years they've drawn names for Christmas gifts. Last year we all managed to get somebody in our family. As in just the four of us. They drew names, we weren't there, and managed to get a name of someone we already live with. Now, if that happened and I was in charge of the drawing then I would put the names back and re-draw. Wouldn't you? It stands to reason that if you live with someone, you'll probably be getting them a gift. It just doesn't make any sense to me.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

What's wrong with my face?

I noticed it last week. I thought maybe it was just that I was sick and didn't feel good. Then I thought that it was the dieuretic I had been taking. So I made sure to drink more water. But still, I kept thinking that something didn't look right. Finally after standing in front of the mirror for 10 minutes, I finally figured it out. I feel like a total idiot.

I've lost over 30 pounds. Duh, at some point my face was going to start changing. I just didn't recognize myself. What a dork.

Friday, November 16, 2007

I don't think it's a phase

I've been having a lot of trouble with my son. I don't really know what it is. It's been going on for well over a year now. If I tried to list everything I probably couldn't. I'm not sure I really want to. I just know that I'm frustrated. He's very smart. Sometimes I think he doesn't let on just how much he really knows or understands. He's also very sensitive. He can go from happy and laughing to mad and screaming in seconds. The smallest things set him off. If he doesn't get his way he comes unglued. Not just temper tantrum, basic kid stuff. But yelling and throwing things. He's broken his toys and one time knocked a hole in the wall. H started buying him airsoft pellet guns when he was just shy of 5 years old. Now he's obsessed with guns. For the most part he just wants more pellet guns, but it's all he wants for christmas. A BIG pellet gun. It worries me. I didn't like it when H bought the first gun and said so, but I didn't make my voice heard the way it I should have. Now look what's happened. My son has told me that he's going to kill me on more than one occasion. I know he doesn't understand what it means and I know he's speaking out of anger and frustration, but what mother wants to hear that? He just seems to have so much anger and I have no idea how to help him. I've tried to help him tell me what is making him so angry. But it's like he's unreachable when he gets that way. Today I made him an appointment with a psychologist. I know it's more than just low blood sugar (the pediatrician's suggestion), and I know it's not just that he doesn't know how to express himself. He's my baby. I know something isn't right. I have to help him. He's unhappy and I just can't accept that. I have to do something. I have to save my son. You hear stories about these kids that shoot their friends at school and I have to wonder, is this the point where things go wrong? In ten years could that be my son? Is this the point where I lose him? I don't know if it's really that bad, or if I'm just beginning to panic.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

It's becoming a theme!

Still sick. Still tired. But I am starting to feel better. Thank goodness. As I've previously stated, I hate being sick. The drain on my energy just drives me insane. I'm used to walking in the morning's and coming home pumped up and ready to clean or something. For the past week I've stumbled through the door and collapsed on the couch. I did manage to clean the bathroom though. So it ain't all bad.

My daughter just requested that I call her Gretel. Last week she was Victoria. Then Cecelia. Apparently her name is boring. What will life be like when she's a teenager?

We built a gingerbread house tonight after dinner. I just love how you buy the kit and that there's no possible way you can get it to look like the picture with the stuff they give you in the kit. (How's that for a run on sentence?) I should have just cut open the icing bags and put the icing in my own bags and used my decorating tips, but I'm still feeling lazy. It was a lot more fun this year than in the past. Now that the kids are old enough to do most of it themselves. I was able to enjoy it more. Not once did my perfectionism rear it's ugly head. It used to. A lot. I was like some horrible icing and candy dictator. I could have been a Candyland villian. I could drown little gingerbread men in icing and horrible candies that no one really likes any way. Which is probably why they get used to build the gingerbread houses. There wasn't one damn piece of chocolate in that whole kit. I want my money back.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

I can't breathe through my nose

My cold is getting worse. Does anybody know of a really good decongestant? Evidently we're currently passing a cold around amongst the housemates. Goody. I just love having a cold. It's really hard to walk in the mornings when you can't breathe. I made it this morning and I'm hoping that I won't poop out before I get rid of the cold. I would hate to see what happens to the weight loss if I don't excercise. At this point if I over eat or eat something I shouldn't I have to fight the urge to go out and walk a couple of miles to get rid of it. I know it doesn't work that way, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to do it. I don't want it to turn into some sort of weird eating/excercise disorder.

I hate to sound like a whiner, but I really don't feel good. I thought I was going to avoid the cold. When my nephew got sick, after the first few days I didn't start feeling sick I thought I was safe. The germs, they are laughing at me. Kleenex is now my new best friend. One very attractive side effect is that I have no desire to eat what so ever.

Fighting off a cold burns calories right?

Monday, November 12, 2007

Oh my achin' head!

Have you seen those commericals where the person's head is so congested that their head looks like a balloon? That's about how I feel today. It started off yesterday with my throat not feeling particularly perky and by the time I went to bed last night I couldn't breathe out of my right nostril. I don't know if it's allergies, or a cold, but it sucks. Other than my head I feel fine. Tired, but fine. I managed to walk and do my workout this morning, but when I was done I wandered around the house moaning for about 20 minutes.

I did some searching on appetite supressants last nights. See I'm losing weight and that's wonderful. But I'm hungry constantly. I don't really feel full. I'm making sure to drink lots of water and eat plenty of fiber. There are just days where all I want to do is eat! I usually walk about 5 miles three days a week and the other three days I walk about 3.5 miles and do the You On A Diet workout. I usually take Sundays off just to rest. I typically eat anywhere from 1,200 to 1,500 calories a day and no more than 19 fat grams per meal. I'm supposed to be eating around 1,800 calories a day according to the Alli plan, but unless I cram it in, I just don't eat that much. Maybe I'm not eating enough? At present I still weigh over 200 lbs. Not much over, but I'm still about 70 pounds over my eventual goal weight. When I started, I needed to lose about 120 pounds. I'm only 5'4" so you can imagine. I was starting to have some major health problems. Most of them have begun to go away just with the weight I've lost so far. Which is really good. My doctors are happy and so am I. Not having to wedge yourself into your jeans does a lot for a girl.

Any way, I had a point here. I'm just wondering if I either need to A) eat more or B) take an appetite supressant to get me past the days where all I want to do is shovel food in my mouth.

Also, I gave in today and had a peanut butter cup. I've been craving one for weeks. It didn't taste as good as I remembered. So it actually put that craving to rest. I'm not really craving the cheeseburger any more either. Weird how cravings come and go. I don't really miss much, since there are tons of healthy or healthier alternatives out there. Last weekend my family bought a pumpkin and a pecan pie at Costco and I had one tiny sliver of pumpkin and haven't wanted any more. Losing the weight is hard work, but skipping the bad foods is the easiest part.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

It's Sunday right?

Darn three day weekends. Throwin' off my schedule. I'm glad the kids don't have school, cause I like to sleep past 5:30 am. But it's raining and there isn't much to do inside. They are driving me insane. Billions of books, toys, puzzles, video games, and movies and they're bored. Bored! They wanted something to do. I suggested cleaning their room and they got irritated with me. Can you imagine?!

My daughter is pretty good at entertaining herself. My son on the other hand seems to need someone in constant attendance. If he doesn't have company then it's just not fun. I struggle with it because I'm such a loner. I enjoy being by myself. I could spend days sitting, reading, and listening to music. I have no problem at all entertaining myself and don't understand the need to have someone with me ALL THE TIME. It's not that I don't love doing things with him, because I do. But I enjoy my space as well. We seem to be running into a road block of finding friends for him to play with. I guess people here don't do playdates or whatever you want to call them.

He has a cousin that he plays with, but he spends two weekends a month with his other grandparents. The disappointment is tough to deal with when he finds out he can't go somewhere. That's another thing. He always wants to GO somewhere. Somewhere's usually cost money. Like toy stores or places with golden arches. That's his concept of going somewhere. He and Katie will play well together most of the time. But he likes to play army and she likes to play Barbie. So the harmony doesn't usally last for long. I love the rain, but I hate what it does to the backyard.

BTW, fellow jelly bean lovers. I found these today. SWEET!!!!

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Guess where I'm at!

My brother called me this morning. From Vegas. My first question wasn't "why are you there?" But,"you didn't get married did you?" Not that I don't like his girlfriend, but it would have been pretty sudden. Not to mention given my parents a heartattack. Nope, they just up and decided to go to Vegas. Bored on a Friday night? Go to Vegas. Of course this only works if you work for an airline and can fly for free. At least it helps any way. Beats a night of beer and ping pong I suppose. Not only was this his first trip to Vegas, but it was also his first commercial flight. I would have paid just to witness that. He had to consume several alcoholic beverages just to be able to get on the plane. What a sissy.

I actually slept in this morning until just after 7am. During the week I get up at 5:30am. I like having time to have a cup or two of coffee and eat breakfast before I have to start my drill sargeant routine. I really should get myself a whistle. I wonder if it would help. Sticking my head in the door and yelling that it's time to get up doesn't seem to be doing the trick. Or perhaps a bullhorn? Something with a really loud and annoying siren. I went for my walk like a good girl. I enjoy getting out by myself and listening to my music. I love, love, love my iPod. I put off getting one for so long. Now that I finally caved and got a Shuffle, I want to upgrade. I thought there was no possible way that I would want more than 240 songs at a time. Oh how wrong I was. The more I use it, the more music I want on it. I'm addicted to iTunes. Send gift cards.

Friday, November 09, 2007

Yeah babeeeeeee!

The plateau is over. Thank goodness. I was gonna be one pissed off lady if I didn't at least lose a pound. All that excercise (walking five miles a day and yoga), and being soooo good and eating right. It's hard work. It gets easier the longer I do it, but I would still for a bacon cheeseburger. They need to have Jelly Belly's flavored like that. Bacon cheeseburgers, Cherry cheesecake, pound cake, and dark chocolater. I think I need to write them a letter.

The boys will be going home soon. My middle nephew is sick. He started pre-school this year and it seems like he's getting every virus and cold possible.

Time to go make dinner. It's hard to think straight with all this noise going on.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Pain, lots and lots of pain

If you've never had an endometrial biopsy, I highly suggest that you don't. It hurts. A lot. Not for long, but 30 seconds is long enough right. I'm glad I only have to do it once. Yikes.

I had no idea you could win prizes for successfully finishing NaBloPoMo. That's just nifty. I like prizes.

Have you ever had a ton of stuff to do and no desire to do anything what so ever? I need to put the laundry I did like four days ago away, wash and dry some more, post something, and put my kids to bed. What I really want to do is just sit on my butt and hold the couch down. I don't even want to know what it's going to be like once I start working. Crap! I need to start practicing my ten-key skills. Sounds like fun huh?

Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday. The boys will be going home in the evening and there will be some quiet. The week went by really fast. I'm stunned. Only one broken bed and no major injuries. It was a good week. The kiddos have Monday off from school for Veteran's day. So we'll be sleeping in, in honor of all veteran's. H included. He's a veteran, and he'll be sleeping in. What a multitasker!

Brace yourselves, three more weeks to go!

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Smells like wet dog

Any tips on getting a 7 year old boy to shower properly? It's not like putting cheerios in the toilet to help their aim. We send him in to take a shower and he comes out smelling like wet dog, swearing that he used shampoo. Other than standing there like a shower nazi, how do I get him clean?

Another day in the mad house. It wasn't so bad today. H and I escaped to the library so I could have reading material whilst I hang around at the IRS orientation. I don't really know how much I can get away with saying, except I got a job at the IRS. I feel like I'm going to work for the dark side. I like the dark side. I'm comfortable there. Dinner was ready by the time we picked up the kids from visiting their cousin and after that it was showers and bedtime. Woohoo!! I love bedtime.

Finally all the water weight is gone. Thank goodness for Pamprin. Oh how I love thee. It really sucks to work hard and lose weight and then Aunt Flo comes to visit and suddenly your jeans don't fit. But now, due to much water drinking and some good drugs I feel like a human again. Now if I could just get that bitch to pack her bags and leave, life would be so much better.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

I'm going nucking futs!

If you have more than two kids, I applaud your bravery. I just couldn't do it. When my two plus my three nephews it is utter chaos. I don't know how people do it. I really don't. It's moments like this that I'm so glad I had my tubes tied.

By the way, if you have really bad cramps, try calcium. I did some googling the other night and came across the suggestion of taking calcium for cramps. I tried it, and it worked like a charm! 1000 mgs of calcium and 95mg of potassium and the cramps disappeared. Better and faster than with advil. Supposedly it's supposed to help with bloating too, but I ended up taking a dieuretic for the bloating.

Good grief, I can't even think straight. It's like a three ring circus in here. Everybody talking at the same time. Man, talk about motivation to get a job and get our own house again. I don't know how much more I can take. I'm such a sissy.

Monday, November 05, 2007

Why do we need to know?

I'm listening to the news. They're reporting on the scandal at Oprah's school. In the report is a full detail of what the matron accused of the abuse was wearing. Why do we need to know what she was wearing? How does that have any bearing on whether or not she abused those girls? Heck, I don't even want to know if she plead guilty or not. I just want to know the end result. She was accused and found guilty or whatever. It's not like she was wearing a Dolce & Gabana gown. It's not the red carpet. It's court.

I went to the gyno for Aunt Flo today. I was told to be there at 10:30am. I actually saw the doctor at 1:30pm. Yeah. That's a whole lot of waiting. A LOT. OF. WAITING. Anywho, it looks like surgery is pretty much the only option. I could take medications, but it's only a 48% chance that they would actually do what I need them to do. Thank goodness I'm done having kids. Still kind of bums me out, but it's not like I really wanted to have more kids. Don't get me wrong, I do, but I really can't afford any more. Money wise, or physically.

I've received a job offer from the IRS. I'm interested in seeing what it feels like on the other side. I think I still actually owe them money. Oh well.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

Now I'm stuck

I was going to complain about a bunch of stuff, but who wants to read that? Sometimes I'm so whiny it's just disgusting.

Does the time change totally throw off your sleep? I woke up way early this morning and now I just feel out of it. Like something isn't right. About a month ago I started waking up at 4:30am instead of 5:30am. My body was trying to tell me something apparently. Like I was late. It was the weirdest thing. Thank goodness changing the clock back an hour doesn't seem to affect the kids the way moving it forward does. I'm having enough troubles myself.

Does anyone know if Blogger will let you set future dates for posts? I have to go out of town next weekend and I know I won't be any where near a computer. I want to see if I can actually post every day this month. I'll shock the heck out of myself. We have to go finish emptying out what used to be our house (it now belongs to the mortgage company), and move all our stuff in storage to a storage where we live now. It all sounds very complicated and expensive. Very, very expensive. I hate moving. Especially more than once or three times in a year. Especially knowing that at some point we'll get our own place and move our stuff out of storage. Oy!

Saturday, November 03, 2007

It's gotta be water weight, right?

Ok, I started taking Seasonique about 2 and a half months ago. About three weeks ago I started spotting. Nothing major and according to all the info, totally normal. Well things have gotten steadily worse from there. I'm afraid to go anywhere for fear of having an accident. I don't want to be stranded at Target with bloody jeans. That such a fashion faux paus. Red really isn't my color. So over the past few days I've been feeling really bloated and my jeans don't fit as well as they did last week. I've already put in two calls to my gyno and Monday morning I may just park myself at her door, cause the red wave needs to end. This is no bueno my friends. I hate having my period for a week at a time. I detest having it for weeks on end. It just sucks. So here's the question, how do I get rid of the bloating? What helps? I've never had this problem before.

Don't think because I've never been bloated before I haven't had my fair share of "female troubles." There was that whole "get the Depo shot it will totally stop your period!" Yeah, it totally started my period and it never stopped. For over a year. You wanna talk nightmares. That was it. It got so bad that at one point it stopped for 24 hours and when it started again, I damn near had a total meltdown. Finally I went to a different doctor and told him to make it stop. NOW. And lord love him, he did. If I wasn't already married I would have married my doctor. Despite the fact that he's over 60 and quite fugly. I went to a different gyno once and his whole solution to the problem was for me to have a hysterectomy. That was just a little too much for me. I'm only 30 and while I'm pretty sure that I'm done having kids. I had my tubes tied when my daughter was born. But damn. Take everything out? Yikes. At least if I completely lose my mind and decide I want to have another baby, there's the possibility.

Wow. I just wrote an entire post about my period. Sorry 'bout that. I figured I'd have to stretch for a paragraph.

Friday, November 02, 2007

Oh no she didn't!!!

Oh yes. She did. I was shopping for a necklace in Target today and I went to the jewelry counter to try one on. So as I'm standing there admiring myself and the necklace the lady behind the counter asks me, "so when are you due?" Uhhhhh, yeah. I'm not pregnant. I get it, I'm fat, but damn woman. Aren't us girls supposed to stick together and leave dumb questions like that to the guys? I wasn't really offended, stuff happens. For the love of pete people, make sure a woman is pregnant before you ask her that question. I've been pretty cranky lately, she's lucky I didn't punch her in the throat.

I also bought myself a pedometer while at Target. I want to see just how far I'm walking in the morning. I think it's about 5 miles, but I want to know exactly. I walk for an hour and a half, so I've got to at least be hitting 10,000 steps a day. I think I'm going to start doing something different on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. Some sort of strength training to alternate with walking. Maybe that's why I've hit the plateau. I'm not building or strengthening my muscles. We'll see how that works.

My nephews will be with us this week. So I'm bracing myself for the madness. Those boys are all boy. I've never seen the likes. I'm so glad my kids are laid back. I barely have enough energy to keep up with them as it is.

Thursday, November 01, 2007


I know it's silly, but I'm just so irritated and upset. See I've been losing weight recently. 29 pounds to be exact and it's been hard, but not so hard that I've given up as I usually do. The week before last I lost 3 pounds. This week, I haven't lost a thing. Granted I haven't been as good as I should have, but I don't feel as though I made really bad choices. Still, I'm upset. It probably has a lot to do with what's been going on and stress and all, but it just would have helped keep me up if I had lost a pound even. What a bummer. I even stayed out of the Halloween candy!! Now I want to stuff a muffin in my face. I guess the only thing I can do is shake my fist and resolve to do better this coming week and try to add some additional excercise to help me over this plateau I seem to have hit.

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