Hubby and I could stand to lose a few pounds... In Aug we want to take a road trip through to Texas (hey gotta scope out where I want to practice right!) and we BOTH want to be in shape and comfortable wearing summer clothing - including beach wear.
So my BFF had a baby 6 months ago and she found this exercise program and has been working it for the last 90 days - that's how long the program is.... it's called bikini body mommy....
and MAN is a doozer. We did it for two days and spent the next two barely able to walk. We're not on day four and I'm scared to go and look to see what we have to do! But I promised him that if HE stuck with it, so would I. So we've been exercising together mainly and when we aren't we've been doing it seperately then calling the other once we do it so that we are accountable to each other. I promised him I wouldn't lie about not doing it (curious as to why he thinks I would because I don't lie to him). So I'm hoping that by Aug we drop a bunch of weight.... I would be happy even with inches lost so long as it's a lot of them!
I'm definately not ready to post any sort of pics, maybe when we're done with it perhaps? We'll see.
On a different note....
Yesterday we celebrated little tykes birthday - let me tell you, she was one excited girl!!!!!!!!
The evening before, I put little tyke to bed and waited to make sure that she was asleep and then we decorated the house in her honor. Let me tell you, when she woke up in the morning she was BEAMING!!!!!!!!!! She ran into the bedroom, into my arms and exclaimed "Mommy, I'm 5, I'm 5!!!!" It was incredibly precious. Then she proceeded to tell me about all the decorations and how some of the balloons had her name on them. Ya she was stoked to say the least! Totally made all the effort worth it! I'll have to post some pics though, she was so happy and so was everyone else. She is a VERY loved child!
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Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Oooops I did it again - 2 yrs running
Forgot to call Dad on his birthday. Ooops!
I remembered yesterday at 2am - obviously WAAAAY too early to wish him a happy bday.... and I was up all night doing my readings so I slept all day, which meant I didn't get up til it was too late to call - damn!
I called him this morning - caught him before he started work. Explained what I had done. He was pretty forgiving. Made a joke about it being 2 yrs in a row. Erg. I know, my bad!
Next year I'm going to have to set an alarm or something!
I remembered yesterday at 2am - obviously WAAAAY too early to wish him a happy bday.... and I was up all night doing my readings so I slept all day, which meant I didn't get up til it was too late to call - damn!
I called him this morning - caught him before he started work. Explained what I had done. He was pretty forgiving. Made a joke about it being 2 yrs in a row. Erg. I know, my bad!
Next year I'm going to have to set an alarm or something!
Saturday, May 4, 2013
What a crazy adventure I had - part 1
My last post was rather harsh on my mom - I love her but totally didn't see her point about how she needed to "care" for my dad who has a broken FOOT....
On Tuesday just before little tyke's gymnastics lesson, hubby calls me and asks me if I want to go to my parents and take little tyke with me and celebrate her birthday up there since mom and auntie would be missing little tyke's birthday (rather the whole point why they were coming down here)... so I said YES!!!!!!!!!!! Totally excited I was. It was something that had crossed my mind but wasn't about to bring up to hubby seeing that he hates when I go up there since it's not cheap and I ALWAYS end up spending more than I really should. So I was totally pumped when he brought this idea up, I wasn't about to turn it down.
So off I went packing and making sure that I brought the stuff we really needed and not over pack (as I often do!) and away little tyke and I went after gymnastics (and a late dinner with hubby). I got on the road at approx. 2130hrs.
when I was leaving the house I took the passport folder out of the middle console in the car and put it into the holder of the driver side door - that way I didn't have to lift the console (which little tyke usually puts her feet on when she falls asleep in the car) and chance waking the sleeping kiddo. And figured that I would have easier access to it.
Since I knew that I would be going into the US as it's faster to get to my hometown that way I called hubby and asked him to transfer money into the US account online and I would stop by our bank before heading out of town. Unfortunately my bank ATM didn't register the transfer right away and when I called hubby an hour later was elated to find out that the transfer did register and that when I got to the US border city that I could find a bank there and withdraw the american money. Hubby gave me directions to the closest bank in that city so at least I knew where to go as our GPS broke a couple months ago.
About 2 hrs into the drive I hit rain (and it's dark) and all of a sudden I hit something (still don't know what exactly I hit because I didn't see anything) and hear the "thump,thump,thump" - which I thought was a blown tire. I pulled to the side of the road and get out in the pouring rain to find out that the plastic holding my front end together had ripped off and it was still connected in the driver's side wheel well. I was of course FREAKING OUT thinking to myself how the HELL am I going to get this off?!
Of course I had no cell coverage unless in emergency and I didn't quite class this as an emergency. I had a thought that MAYBE I might have nursing scissors in my bag (left in the car as I had worked on Monday) and when I went in the bag found that I didn't have scissors but I did have my paring knife used to prep stuff for dinners at work. I HOPED it would work... thankfully it did. I cut away the piece of plastic from the car (trying not to puncture the tire and still make sure I cut enough of the plastic away that I could drive and the remainder wouldn't rub against the tire while driving and cause a flat tire. So I was on my way again.
Once reaching the border city I headed to the bank only to get out of the car and find that the bank didn't have an accessible ATM from the outside of the building (ya I was a little pissed at this point!). I get back in the car and headed for the border - figured that I would just grab american money in the US when I went to a Walmart or something. Once I get almost to the bridge to go across I reached for the passport folder to find out that it was MISSING from the door. Man was I shitting myself!!! I FREAKED!!!!!!!!!!! In the folder I had MY passport, hubby's passport, hubby's nexus card, daughter's birth certificate, and son's birth certificate. If you add that all up it equals approx. $400 --------------> FUCK ME NOW was all I was thinking!!!! I KNEW that if I didn't find where the hell these went hubby would have my head and rightly so!!!
I pulled over to the side of the road immediately and searched the driver's side door and beside & under my seat but didn't find it. Now I was racking my brain about where the folder could have gone. The two places I had opened the car door had been at the bank and when I stopped when I hit something.... man was I hoping that the folder was in the parking lot at the bank because if it wasn't there was NO WAY IN HELL that I was going to find it on the side of the road (the folder was black), in the dark and it was raining.... YA I WAS FUCKED!!! So off I went to the bank to HOPEFULLY find it at the bank.
When I pulled into the bank parking lot I didn't pull right into the spot but let the headlights shine so that I might see the folder.... nope it wasn't there. At this point I was almost in tears! I was desperate. I was praying that somehow I hadn't looked hard enough in the car and so I got out again, this time on my hands and knees and REALLY searched the car... someone was looking over me because THANKFULLY I found the folder.
I got back in my car and thanked GOD that I had found it - under the chair but tucked in on the side. Off I went to cross the border, which was quick and painless.
Now you would think that that would be enough that happened to me but I'm not done yet. Unfortunately it's 3am ATM and I should head to bed - we're celebrating little tyke's b-day tomorrow with hubby's family and I'm pretty sure they don't want me to head for a nap tomorrow so stay tuned for the rest of my story. It's craziness!
On Tuesday just before little tyke's gymnastics lesson, hubby calls me and asks me if I want to go to my parents and take little tyke with me and celebrate her birthday up there since mom and auntie would be missing little tyke's birthday (rather the whole point why they were coming down here)... so I said YES!!!!!!!!!!! Totally excited I was. It was something that had crossed my mind but wasn't about to bring up to hubby seeing that he hates when I go up there since it's not cheap and I ALWAYS end up spending more than I really should. So I was totally pumped when he brought this idea up, I wasn't about to turn it down.
So off I went packing and making sure that I brought the stuff we really needed and not over pack (as I often do!) and away little tyke and I went after gymnastics (and a late dinner with hubby). I got on the road at approx. 2130hrs.
when I was leaving the house I took the passport folder out of the middle console in the car and put it into the holder of the driver side door - that way I didn't have to lift the console (which little tyke usually puts her feet on when she falls asleep in the car) and chance waking the sleeping kiddo. And figured that I would have easier access to it.
Since I knew that I would be going into the US as it's faster to get to my hometown that way I called hubby and asked him to transfer money into the US account online and I would stop by our bank before heading out of town. Unfortunately my bank ATM didn't register the transfer right away and when I called hubby an hour later was elated to find out that the transfer did register and that when I got to the US border city that I could find a bank there and withdraw the american money. Hubby gave me directions to the closest bank in that city so at least I knew where to go as our GPS broke a couple months ago.
About 2 hrs into the drive I hit rain (and it's dark) and all of a sudden I hit something (still don't know what exactly I hit because I didn't see anything) and hear the "thump,thump,thump" - which I thought was a blown tire. I pulled to the side of the road and get out in the pouring rain to find out that the plastic holding my front end together had ripped off and it was still connected in the driver's side wheel well. I was of course FREAKING OUT thinking to myself how the HELL am I going to get this off?!
Of course I had no cell coverage unless in emergency and I didn't quite class this as an emergency. I had a thought that MAYBE I might have nursing scissors in my bag (left in the car as I had worked on Monday) and when I went in the bag found that I didn't have scissors but I did have my paring knife used to prep stuff for dinners at work. I HOPED it would work... thankfully it did. I cut away the piece of plastic from the car (trying not to puncture the tire and still make sure I cut enough of the plastic away that I could drive and the remainder wouldn't rub against the tire while driving and cause a flat tire. So I was on my way again.
Once reaching the border city I headed to the bank only to get out of the car and find that the bank didn't have an accessible ATM from the outside of the building (ya I was a little pissed at this point!). I get back in the car and headed for the border - figured that I would just grab american money in the US when I went to a Walmart or something. Once I get almost to the bridge to go across I reached for the passport folder to find out that it was MISSING from the door. Man was I shitting myself!!! I FREAKED!!!!!!!!!!! In the folder I had MY passport, hubby's passport, hubby's nexus card, daughter's birth certificate, and son's birth certificate. If you add that all up it equals approx. $400 --------------> FUCK ME NOW was all I was thinking!!!! I KNEW that if I didn't find where the hell these went hubby would have my head and rightly so!!!
I pulled over to the side of the road immediately and searched the driver's side door and beside & under my seat but didn't find it. Now I was racking my brain about where the folder could have gone. The two places I had opened the car door had been at the bank and when I stopped when I hit something.... man was I hoping that the folder was in the parking lot at the bank because if it wasn't there was NO WAY IN HELL that I was going to find it on the side of the road (the folder was black), in the dark and it was raining.... YA I WAS FUCKED!!! So off I went to the bank to HOPEFULLY find it at the bank.
When I pulled into the bank parking lot I didn't pull right into the spot but let the headlights shine so that I might see the folder.... nope it wasn't there. At this point I was almost in tears! I was desperate. I was praying that somehow I hadn't looked hard enough in the car and so I got out again, this time on my hands and knees and REALLY searched the car... someone was looking over me because THANKFULLY I found the folder.
I got back in my car and thanked GOD that I had found it - under the chair but tucked in on the side. Off I went to cross the border, which was quick and painless.
Now you would think that that would be enough that happened to me but I'm not done yet. Unfortunately it's 3am ATM and I should head to bed - we're celebrating little tyke's b-day tomorrow with hubby's family and I'm pretty sure they don't want me to head for a nap tomorrow so stay tuned for the rest of my story. It's craziness!
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Damn you daddy
So my daughter's fourth birthday is around the corner - as in next Saturday. Since JANUARY my mom has had vacation planned for her to come to US to celebrate little tyke's birthday... so here's how our conversation went the other night...
Online chatter -
mom messaging me - "u there"
me - "ya, but why r u up at 1:30 am?! And why the hell didn't you do my farmville2 tonight like we talked about" (thinking in my head - why the hell didn't u do my farmville 2 like we discussed earlier!!!)
mom - "just got back from the hospital for your dad"
me - "holy shit, I'm calling"
now me using the phone knowing I won't wake anyone up and have anyone yelling at me for calling at such a gawd awful time of night
me - 'what the hell happened?"
mom - "well your father broke his foot"
me - "how the hell did he manage that one?!" - now let me preface this by saying that my father can do some interesting things and manage to hurt himself - he fell off a roof of a house and broke his pelvis (know where you have the 'o' space in your pelvis on both sides? well my dad managed to hair break his bone in two places from the 'o' space outwards
mom - "weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell he was putting away the groceries that I brought home and he had a hot flash (dad's going through the change of life just like my mom) and he was holding a ketchup bottle and dropped it and because of the hot flash lost his balance and sorta tripped over the bottle and fell on the ground.
me - "ok....." - thinking to myself how the HELL does ANYONE (besides ppl with osteoporosis) manage to break their foot by falling from a standing position
mom - "and it started to swell but he took a couple of tylenol and went back to work, when he got home he was in a ton of pain and the foot was super swollen and it was black & blue all over so I took him to the ER
me - "so I'm assuming he thought it was a sprain like most ppl would think huh?!"
mom - "yep and when we went to the ER that's all they thought too at first. We had a x-ray done but that didn't show anything conclusive so they did a CT scan and that showed the fracture.
me - "typical dad, requiring a CT scan to show that he's broken it, can't just do anything straight up"
mom - "nope, so now he has to go to the orthopedic specialist sometime next week. They have him in a soft cast and told him to not put any pressure on it. He's a cripple ATM and so I can't come down for Mini me's birthday next week"
me - (pretty close to yelling) "ARE YOU FRIGGIN KIDDING ME??????????!!!!!!!!!!! We've been planning this for FOUR months now and you're going to cancel on me because dad can't take care of himself?! Have his mommy take care of him for the weekend while you're down here, she only lives down the street!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
mom - girly you need to calm down, I'll see what I can do but no promises.....
ERRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG - damn you dad! Way to ruin my time with my mom (and if you're all wondering why my mom just can't bring crippled dad, it's because he can't sit in the car long enough for the drive because of his previous pelvis fracture screwed up his ability to sit on his ass in a vehicle long enough to come down here. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
I still haven't broken it to my daughter that her precious nana might not be coming down for her birthday - how do you get a 4 yr old to understand it without breaking her little heart?!
Online chatter -
mom messaging me - "u there"
me - "ya, but why r u up at 1:30 am?! And why the hell didn't you do my farmville2 tonight like we talked about" (thinking in my head - why the hell didn't u do my farmville 2 like we discussed earlier!!!)
mom - "just got back from the hospital for your dad"
me - "holy shit, I'm calling"
now me using the phone knowing I won't wake anyone up and have anyone yelling at me for calling at such a gawd awful time of night
me - 'what the hell happened?"
mom - "well your father broke his foot"
me - "how the hell did he manage that one?!" - now let me preface this by saying that my father can do some interesting things and manage to hurt himself - he fell off a roof of a house and broke his pelvis (know where you have the 'o' space in your pelvis on both sides? well my dad managed to hair break his bone in two places from the 'o' space outwards
mom - "weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell he was putting away the groceries that I brought home and he had a hot flash (dad's going through the change of life just like my mom) and he was holding a ketchup bottle and dropped it and because of the hot flash lost his balance and sorta tripped over the bottle and fell on the ground.
me - "ok....." - thinking to myself how the HELL does ANYONE (besides ppl with osteoporosis) manage to break their foot by falling from a standing position
mom - "and it started to swell but he took a couple of tylenol and went back to work, when he got home he was in a ton of pain and the foot was super swollen and it was black & blue all over so I took him to the ER
me - "so I'm assuming he thought it was a sprain like most ppl would think huh?!"
mom - "yep and when we went to the ER that's all they thought too at first. We had a x-ray done but that didn't show anything conclusive so they did a CT scan and that showed the fracture.
me - "typical dad, requiring a CT scan to show that he's broken it, can't just do anything straight up"
mom - "nope, so now he has to go to the orthopedic specialist sometime next week. They have him in a soft cast and told him to not put any pressure on it. He's a cripple ATM and so I can't come down for Mini me's birthday next week"
me - (pretty close to yelling) "ARE YOU FRIGGIN KIDDING ME??????????!!!!!!!!!!! We've been planning this for FOUR months now and you're going to cancel on me because dad can't take care of himself?! Have his mommy take care of him for the weekend while you're down here, she only lives down the street!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
mom - girly you need to calm down, I'll see what I can do but no promises.....
ERRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG - damn you dad! Way to ruin my time with my mom (and if you're all wondering why my mom just can't bring crippled dad, it's because he can't sit in the car long enough for the drive because of his previous pelvis fracture screwed up his ability to sit on his ass in a vehicle long enough to come down here. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
I still haven't broken it to my daughter that her precious nana might not be coming down for her birthday - how do you get a 4 yr old to understand it without breaking her little heart?!
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