Friday, April 19, 2013

Weigh In - 04/19/2013

235

My body seems to love this range.

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Weigh In - 04/14/2013

236.5. Yep still in the 30's range.

Not sweating it.

Well....kinda sweating it.

Still working SUPER hard.

Well...except for that week in Vegas.

Never fear, goal is in sight.


Sunday, March 3, 2013

Sh*t I don't want to forget.

1.

I was getting ready to go out with friends so I put on some wedges and mascara.

Henry: "Are you going to CVS?" (because we go there...A LOT)

Me: "Do I look like I am going to CVS?"

George looks up, scans me up and down and says, "She must be going to WALMART."

Sigh.


2.

Henrico comes into my office/bedroom and points to his feet.

"Mommy, can't make the bugs stop buzzing."

Me: "Do you mean that your feet are asleep?"

Henry bends down and whispers to his feet, "wake up little feeties."


3.

All four of us are piled into the car, going on a family shopping to trip to Walmart. When we get there, Henry says, "Can we come in?"

Me: (sarcasm) "noooooooo. You guys have to wait in the car while daddy and I go in. Have fun!"

George: "That's sarcasm, Henry. S.A.R.C.A.S.M."

I am training them well. BuaHAHAHAHAHAHA.


4.

We are having a hard time potty training Henry. He simply isn't ready but we don't let an opportunity pass to point out that things would be a lot easier if he actually took a dump in the potty. That being said, he is still in his crib because, frankly, he can't get out at one in the morning and pull the frog out of it's habitat and put it in my bed.

My Dad came down on Friday to help me. He had put Henry down for a nap but Henry woke up an hour later yelling, "Grandad, I HAVE POO POO."

Grandad: "Henry, if you went poo poo in the potty you wouldn't have to ask for help!"

Henry points to the crib and indignantly says, "Does it LOOK like I can get out??"
(not like that would make him want to potty train)

Grandad: "Point taken, shutting up now."


Weigh In - 03/03/2013

Sorry for not weighing in on Friday. Believe me when I tell you I was way too busy.

236.2

I am not sure what to think but I have been doing everything right so I will stay the course.

Thanks for your support!

Friday, February 22, 2013

Weigh In - 02/22/2013

237.6 - Pictures of destroyed scale to come.

Joking aside, this is beyond frustrating. From counting every calorie, to working out 6 days a week,  I am doing it all.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

"Harry Potter" Nut Job

When I first started dating Mark, there was nothing I could say to him that would make him even consider reading "Harry Potter." To show you how flippin' old we are, this was well before the last few books came out.

He simply did not understand my fanaticism. "I am not going to waste my time on a child's book."

For me, it was a world that I instantly fell in love with and, I am not going to lie, wished was real. Reality just couldn't match Hogwarts.

For some completely forgotten reason, I got him to read the first book out loud to me. Then the second, third, and fourth. Each night was, "just one more chapter." I fell more in love with him as he fell more in love with those books.

Needless to say, the foundation of our relationship is built on our love for books in general. Unfortunately, when you have children, it's much harder to find time to read. It's a pitiful excuse, I know.

The reason I bring this up is because the four readers of this blog also love love LOVE "Harry Potter" and I thought they would enjoy this conversation between Mark and I.

Me: "Why is there a picture of Helga Hufflepuff on my desk? Are you TRYING to insult me?"

Mark: "It was in the last chocolate frog we opened."

Me: "Over my dead body would anyone in this house be in Hufflepuff."

Mark: "I thought Henry might be."

Me: (gasp) "How DARE YOU? No one in this house would be in Hufflepuff. NO ONE."

Mark: "Well then Henry has to be in Slytherin. You know it's true."

Me: "It's better than #$%ing Hufflepuff."

Mark: "Well then he can be in Slytherin...with his mother."

I love that man.