Two weeks ago I went shopping for new pants. Something summery, a pedal pusher length. One of my best friends was visiting from Houston. We went to Target and picked out some really cute khaki pants. Perfect for summer.
I tried on my normal size. Too small. I tried a size higher. Still too tight.
I gave up, bought nothing and my mood went sour.
That Sunday night I signed up for Weight Watchers again. Last week I stuck to the plan better than I ever have before. I learned a lot about myself. I have more self-control than I gave myself credit for. I can make the right choices. I can restrain from snacking after dinner.
I only ate three meals last week that were not either Lean Cuisine or made by me. One of the meals was Subway. The other two? I planned my points in advance and stuck to the plan. I tried new recipes and started to remember how much I love cooking. I took my own low calorie popcorn to the movies instead of eating the bad stuff.
Today was my first weigh in and I'm down 2 pounds (but actually about 6 from where I was about a month ago). I'm excited and so proud of myself.
My mind is finally right and I'm going to do this.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Catch Up
I haven't posted in what seems like ages. Everty time I think about posting I don't. I'm making myself do it now though.
What's been going on with me lately?
*We closed on our house June 12th.
*I love it.
*LOVE it.
*Aidan is saying "mama" and "dada"
*He's also learned to wave.
*He can stand on his own now, but we still don't have any walking.
*The girls at my office are getting more immature by the week.
*I'm trying to focus on ignoring it.
*They're really mean to someone that is not me. I feel like I should stand up for her more.
*At the same time, I feel like this job is my livelihood and I need to stay out of the office politics.
*WEEDS is the show of the moment. My husband and I have been watching the seasons on dvd. I'm enjoying it immensly.
*I've been reading everyone's blogs and not commenting on any.
*I don't know why I'm not commenting, I do find everyone just as interesting as ever.
*I'm working on my 101 things list.
*I've actually crossed a couple things off and am working on several.
*Soon I will post about those.
*I will also post some new house pics.
*That's right NEW HOUSE! Still so, so excited to be in it!
What's new with everyone else?
What's been going on with me lately?
*We closed on our house June 12th.
*I love it.
*LOVE it.
*Aidan is saying "mama" and "dada"
*He's also learned to wave.
*He can stand on his own now, but we still don't have any walking.
*The girls at my office are getting more immature by the week.
*I'm trying to focus on ignoring it.
*They're really mean to someone that is not me. I feel like I should stand up for her more.
*At the same time, I feel like this job is my livelihood and I need to stay out of the office politics.
*WEEDS is the show of the moment. My husband and I have been watching the seasons on dvd. I'm enjoying it immensly.
*I've been reading everyone's blogs and not commenting on any.
*I don't know why I'm not commenting, I do find everyone just as interesting as ever.
*I'm working on my 101 things list.
*I've actually crossed a couple things off and am working on several.
*Soon I will post about those.
*I will also post some new house pics.
*That's right NEW HOUSE! Still so, so excited to be in it!
What's new with everyone else?
Monday, June 1, 2009
Nomad
(I know I've posted about all my moves on a blog before, but I can't recall if it was this one, and well, I'm going to do it again. I am not in my normal office today. I am in a smaller office about an hour away and I'm bored)
Christmas 2007, my two best friends from college and I went to Galveston for Dickens on the Strand. We had our palms read. The palm reader told me that I was going to have a baby boy (true) within the next year (I was about six weeks pregnant at the time) and she asked if I was homeless. No, not because I looked like a homeless person, but because my palm indicated that I was not settled, that I was wandering. Now, it cost like $15 (ah, the money I could spend on frivolities before having a kid!), so it was a stupid question. But, not totally off the mark. I have moved around so many times in the past 8 years that I've lost count.
Let's start from the beginning:
Move #1 (2002)-During the second semester of my senior year in high school my parents decided to stop renting out our rent house. They said I could live in it since my college was 30 miles away and I was going to commute. Being the goodgirl that I was my parents had no qualms about me moving in before graduation.
Move #2 (2002)-I got a full scholarship! I got to live on campus. I moved into a "small house" dorm for Honors students. My first year in the dorm was unforgettable. So. Much. Fun. My roommate was off the reservation, but she dropped out in October. My next roommate became my best friend (Laurie).
Move #3 (2003)-For summer school we had to move into different dorms. These were two rooms with a kitchenette. Very cool and a huge step up. We lived there two months.
Move #4 (2003)-We moved back into our small house. We had our original room back too. The second year in the small house wasn't as fun. The friends we had made moved out and there were a bunch of new, loud freshman. We slept a lot that year. Some good things happened in that house though. This would be the year I met my husband, chose the major I stuck with, got the best GPA out of all my time in college (expcept summer, which with only two classes a session doesn't count, lol), and it was probably the closest Laurie and I ever were.
Move #5 (2004)-Laurie and I were moving on up. That summer we moved into on campus apartments. They were so much nicer. But, you know, sharing a room and sharing an apartment are two different things. It was a big change. Every night was no longer like a sleepover. We were still best friends, but we grew apart a little that year.
Move #6 (2005)-I moved out of the on campus apartment and into a real apartment with a new friend. Laurie wasn't sure if she'd graduating in December or May. I couldn't get a real apartment with her not knowing if she'd be there to pay rent after December. I was starting Grad School, so I decided to share an apartment with Kristen. We had met in class the prior August and had become fast friends. We got along great, until we lived together. She didn't like my boyfriend (now husband) and there were a ton of other issues. It ruined our friendship.
Move #7 (2005)-After just one month with Kristen I found someone to take over my lease. I moved in with Laurie. She was living in a rent house with a friend. I didn't spend a lot of time there. Most of the time I was at my boyfriend's house. Which is good. The other girl kind of went off the deep end that year. Lots of drunkenness, nakedness, crazy stuff.
Move #8 (2006)- For our last semester (yes, Laurie was there until May) we moved into an apartment. It was nice and good way to end my time in college. We both had our dogs there and we had a lot of fun. We'd grown up and apart, but we were still best friends.
Move #9 (2006)- After graduation my husband and I moved into our first apartment together. We moved in June and married in December. It was a tiny one-bedroom. What I wouldn't get to have rent that low again.
Move #10 (2007)- One year in the one-bedroom was all we could handle. We started talking babies and moved into a two bedroom in the same complex. A lot of changes went on in this apartment and I think the end result is that we both grew up a lot.
Move #11 (2008)- At the end of our year in the two-bedroom the baby was due in three months and I had a new job. We were moving to be closer to family, to have more help with this baby. Hands down this was the best decision for us. We moved into our current apartment.
Move #12 (2009)-Only 11 days way. Into our HOUSE. I can not wait. I'll be settled; a nomad no more.
Christmas 2007, my two best friends from college and I went to Galveston for Dickens on the Strand. We had our palms read. The palm reader told me that I was going to have a baby boy (true) within the next year (I was about six weeks pregnant at the time) and she asked if I was homeless. No, not because I looked like a homeless person, but because my palm indicated that I was not settled, that I was wandering. Now, it cost like $15 (ah, the money I could spend on frivolities before having a kid!), so it was a stupid question. But, not totally off the mark. I have moved around so many times in the past 8 years that I've lost count.
Let's start from the beginning:
Move #1 (2002)-During the second semester of my senior year in high school my parents decided to stop renting out our rent house. They said I could live in it since my college was 30 miles away and I was going to commute. Being the goodgirl that I was my parents had no qualms about me moving in before graduation.
Move #2 (2002)-I got a full scholarship! I got to live on campus. I moved into a "small house" dorm for Honors students. My first year in the dorm was unforgettable. So. Much. Fun. My roommate was off the reservation, but she dropped out in October. My next roommate became my best friend (Laurie).
Move #3 (2003)-For summer school we had to move into different dorms. These were two rooms with a kitchenette. Very cool and a huge step up. We lived there two months.
Move #4 (2003)-We moved back into our small house. We had our original room back too. The second year in the small house wasn't as fun. The friends we had made moved out and there were a bunch of new, loud freshman. We slept a lot that year. Some good things happened in that house though. This would be the year I met my husband, chose the major I stuck with, got the best GPA out of all my time in college (expcept summer, which with only two classes a session doesn't count, lol), and it was probably the closest Laurie and I ever were.
Move #5 (2004)-Laurie and I were moving on up. That summer we moved into on campus apartments. They were so much nicer. But, you know, sharing a room and sharing an apartment are two different things. It was a big change. Every night was no longer like a sleepover. We were still best friends, but we grew apart a little that year.
Move #6 (2005)-I moved out of the on campus apartment and into a real apartment with a new friend. Laurie wasn't sure if she'd graduating in December or May. I couldn't get a real apartment with her not knowing if she'd be there to pay rent after December. I was starting Grad School, so I decided to share an apartment with Kristen. We had met in class the prior August and had become fast friends. We got along great, until we lived together. She didn't like my boyfriend (now husband) and there were a ton of other issues. It ruined our friendship.
Move #7 (2005)-After just one month with Kristen I found someone to take over my lease. I moved in with Laurie. She was living in a rent house with a friend. I didn't spend a lot of time there. Most of the time I was at my boyfriend's house. Which is good. The other girl kind of went off the deep end that year. Lots of drunkenness, nakedness, crazy stuff.
Move #8 (2006)- For our last semester (yes, Laurie was there until May) we moved into an apartment. It was nice and good way to end my time in college. We both had our dogs there and we had a lot of fun. We'd grown up and apart, but we were still best friends.
Move #9 (2006)- After graduation my husband and I moved into our first apartment together. We moved in June and married in December. It was a tiny one-bedroom. What I wouldn't get to have rent that low again.
Move #10 (2007)- One year in the one-bedroom was all we could handle. We started talking babies and moved into a two bedroom in the same complex. A lot of changes went on in this apartment and I think the end result is that we both grew up a lot.
Move #11 (2008)- At the end of our year in the two-bedroom the baby was due in three months and I had a new job. We were moving to be closer to family, to have more help with this baby. Hands down this was the best decision for us. We moved into our current apartment.
Move #12 (2009)-Only 11 days way. Into our HOUSE. I can not wait. I'll be settled; a nomad no more.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Successes, Failures, and Plans
Success: We went to Olive Garden at lunch today. I ate salad, one breadstick, and soup! I did so good.
Failure: While we were at lunch we ran into the larger group from our office eating there too. They, um, ignored us. Seriously, we are nice people. It's their problem, I suppose. But at any rate it stressed me and I ate a metric ton of peanut m&ms when we got back.
Success: I worked out at lunch yesterday.
Failure: Olive Garden today. I should have just worked out, then I wouldn't have run into the mean girls.
Plans! I read a blog today that really motivated me to start the Shred again. Look at these results! How awesome is that? I want that!
Four day weekend! We start our Summer Fridays off tomorrow (there is talk of extending this into the Fall, but more on that later). I'm excited. One of my nice coworkers brought the Pride & Prejudice dvd for me to borrow, so that is in the plans for tomorrow. I don't know what else the weekend will entail, but I'm looking forward to every minute of it. And I hope to pep myself up to come back on Tuesday a different mindset about this place. Currently I'm so irritated with the mean girls (who, by the way are all a good 5 years older than those of us they are shunning, shouldn't they be more mature?) that I want to find something else. But, there is nothing else to be found at the moment. So I hope to come back Tuesday with some sense of just impressing the people who matter (the partners) and letting the mean girls go suck it.
Failure: While we were at lunch we ran into the larger group from our office eating there too. They, um, ignored us. Seriously, we are nice people. It's their problem, I suppose. But at any rate it stressed me and I ate a metric ton of peanut m&ms when we got back.
Success: I worked out at lunch yesterday.
Failure: Olive Garden today. I should have just worked out, then I wouldn't have run into the mean girls.
Plans! I read a blog today that really motivated me to start the Shred again. Look at these results! How awesome is that? I want that!
Four day weekend! We start our Summer Fridays off tomorrow (there is talk of extending this into the Fall, but more on that later). I'm excited. One of my nice coworkers brought the Pride & Prejudice dvd for me to borrow, so that is in the plans for tomorrow. I don't know what else the weekend will entail, but I'm looking forward to every minute of it. And I hope to pep myself up to come back on Tuesday a different mindset about this place. Currently I'm so irritated with the mean girls (who, by the way are all a good 5 years older than those of us they are shunning, shouldn't they be more mature?) that I want to find something else. But, there is nothing else to be found at the moment. So I hope to come back Tuesday with some sense of just impressing the people who matter (the partners) and letting the mean girls go suck it.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Pound For Pound Challenge Widget
I signed up for The Biggest Loser Pound for Pound Challenge.
My pledge was to lose 30 pounds this summer. For each pound pledged 14 cents is donated to a food bank.
If you are thinking of losing some weight, why not pledge it here? It will motivate you and help someone in need of food.
My pledge was to lose 30 pounds this summer. For each pound pledged 14 cents is donated to a food bank.
If you are thinking of losing some weight, why not pledge it here? It will motivate you and help someone in need of food.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Wedding, Wine, Whine
This weekend we went to a wedding. A big, fancy, expensive wedding. Out of town. It was so fun to get out of town! I haven't been out of the city I live in since Christmas. And it was all free! Free is good, yes?
Friday night we went to the rehearsal dinner and afterward my inlaws babysat! My husband and I got to go out for a late dinner alone. I know, I know. I just said we went out for dinner after dinner. There was a lot of socializing after dinner, so there were really several hours between the meals.
The wedding was pretty. It was a Catholic wedding, which I've never been to. It was long, but not as long as I anticipated based on stories I've heard. After, we went to the reception. Aidan wore a suit with a tie, it was the cutest thing I have ever seen!
There was wine. Let me just say I've not had a lot of experience with wine. In college I drank mixed drinks. I rarely drink now, and when I do it's usually a martini or margarita. So anyway, wine. Wine is stronger than I thought. I did a lot of dancing. In fact, I'm currently wondering what exactly I did to injure myself in the rib area. It concerns me that my dancing was in fact crazy and ridiculous. A dancer I am not. I want to whine about how it hurts some more, but we'll leave it at that.
I asked my husband this morning if I did anything embarassing and he assured me I did not, that I just danced a lot. Let's hope this is true. I mean, I feel like I remember the whole evening, but you know how when you see someone who has had to much to drink? And you think, "wow, she's drunk"--THE DRUNK PERSON DOESN'T KNOW. I do recall thinking that everyone was probably drunk. Except my mother-in-law, who does not drink. Anyway, the worrier in me is all "I hope they don't think I'm a big ol' drunk". Because the truth of the matter is that I rarely drink, so you know, a little goes a long way as they say.
Regardless, it was a fun weekend. So, after a week off of work with a sick baby (he's all better now) and a nice weekend out of town I should be ready to face the week of work coming up. . . lol. I'm not, I want to stay home with my baby for another week. Maybe I'll trip over a million dollars or so sometime today.
Friday night we went to the rehearsal dinner and afterward my inlaws babysat! My husband and I got to go out for a late dinner alone. I know, I know. I just said we went out for dinner after dinner. There was a lot of socializing after dinner, so there were really several hours between the meals.
The wedding was pretty. It was a Catholic wedding, which I've never been to. It was long, but not as long as I anticipated based on stories I've heard. After, we went to the reception. Aidan wore a suit with a tie, it was the cutest thing I have ever seen!
There was wine. Let me just say I've not had a lot of experience with wine. In college I drank mixed drinks. I rarely drink now, and when I do it's usually a martini or margarita. So anyway, wine. Wine is stronger than I thought. I did a lot of dancing. In fact, I'm currently wondering what exactly I did to injure myself in the rib area. It concerns me that my dancing was in fact crazy and ridiculous. A dancer I am not. I want to whine about how it hurts some more, but we'll leave it at that.
I asked my husband this morning if I did anything embarassing and he assured me I did not, that I just danced a lot. Let's hope this is true. I mean, I feel like I remember the whole evening, but you know how when you see someone who has had to much to drink? And you think, "wow, she's drunk"--THE DRUNK PERSON DOESN'T KNOW. I do recall thinking that everyone was probably drunk. Except my mother-in-law, who does not drink. Anyway, the worrier in me is all "I hope they don't think I'm a big ol' drunk". Because the truth of the matter is that I rarely drink, so you know, a little goes a long way as they say.
Regardless, it was a fun weekend. So, after a week off of work with a sick baby (he's all better now) and a nice weekend out of town I should be ready to face the week of work coming up. . . lol. I'm not, I want to stay home with my baby for another week. Maybe I'll trip over a million dollars or so sometime today.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
ER
We spent Mother's Day afternoon in the ER. Aidan had a fever of 104.4. His little feet and legs were fire red. He was poked and prodded and they came up with nothing. A dose of motrin brought the fever down to 102 and we were sent home. It's not the flu, it's not strep.
His pediatrician diagnosed him with a virus and sore throat yesterday, so we are at home together until he goes 24 hours without fever and can go back to his sitter. Staying home with him is great, even if I am using up my vacation days.
I should be packing up for the move while I'm sitting at home. But I'm playing with him while he's awake and napping when he's napping. It's been so long since I've napped!
Today his fever has stayed below 101. But, it's still too high for the sitter so it'll be another mommy & baby day tomorrow. The good news is that he acts like he feels okay. He has some fussy moments, but mostly he's pretty calm and happy. Crawling around and playing with anything he can find.
Mother's day weekend wasn't all bad news. Saturday we went out to eat and after the ER fiasco we had fajitas. And I got two new charms for my charm bracelet-- a heart that says "Mommy" and some baby shoes. I love it.
His pediatrician diagnosed him with a virus and sore throat yesterday, so we are at home together until he goes 24 hours without fever and can go back to his sitter. Staying home with him is great, even if I am using up my vacation days.
I should be packing up for the move while I'm sitting at home. But I'm playing with him while he's awake and napping when he's napping. It's been so long since I've napped!
Today his fever has stayed below 101. But, it's still too high for the sitter so it'll be another mommy & baby day tomorrow. The good news is that he acts like he feels okay. He has some fussy moments, but mostly he's pretty calm and happy. Crawling around and playing with anything he can find.
Mother's day weekend wasn't all bad news. Saturday we went out to eat and after the ER fiasco we had fajitas. And I got two new charms for my charm bracelet-- a heart that says "Mommy" and some baby shoes. I love it.
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