Wait, A Minute...

... You know you make me wanna, Shout! Oh, how I wish that were true.

It's not often I get serious or political here on my blog. I know a lot of what I post is just random, stream of conciousness stuff and not very titilating or interesting. That's just my life. I LIVE IN THE WOODS for pitty's sake. Not. A. Lot. Going. ON! Heh.

However, today I'm going to stray on to the political and serious path.

I posted earlier on how I was torn because I didn't know much about any of our candidates participating in the bid for POTUS.

First, let me say I'm neither a Democrat or a Republican. I am not someone that votes on party lines. I try to vote my conscious and put my vote toward the people I believe will address the issues that are currently the most important. That changes often from election to election.

I got on the WWW and found out some stuff. Over at CityMama and MOMocrats I have found a n abundance of information and food for thought. Unfortunately, John Edwards, the horse I had finally chosen to back, dropped out of the race yesterday. I firmly believe we need a Democrat as POTUS for the next 4 years. I'm now at a crossroads.

I WANT to like both Barak Obama and Hillary Clinton. I just... don't.

Let me start with Mrs. Clinton. First, I don't have a lot of faith in anyone named Clinton. I didn't like a lot of what went on when Mr. Clinton was our POTUS. I realize a lot of it was his "Personal Life" being made public but... it makes it difficult to put faith in either half of that team and put the fate of our country and my child's future in their hands.

Having said that... she's got a lot of really good ideas and isn't afraid to put the details of how to fund and implement them out there for us to see. Her official website has a lot of information on said details. Just click on the header for the topic you want to know about and it spells out a lot of her plans. However, I'm not naive enough to believe that, if they are more than just lip service and empty promises, I will even recognize them if she were elected and these items of her agenda were pushed forward and implemented. Unfortunately, too many fingers will be in those pies and likely a lot of it will be changed until it doesn't resemble her original ideas.

Barak Obama is our other possibility for the Democrats Candidate. His official website has a message of hope. Everything he's talking about brings about warm fuzzy feelings that things can be better. I'm not finding a lot of substance to his ideas though. They seem much more vague than Mrs. Clinton's. There's less detail, less substansive evidence that he knows what he wants to do and HOW he wants to do it. That makes me a bit... nervous.* I also feel like he lacks experience in the venue of Foreign Policy. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing at this point. Often times, I feel we medle too much in other countries business and don't put enough focus on the problems that exist in our own country. I'm bothered, and yet not, but this aspect of Mr. Obama.

Maybe I've become too jaded about politics and politicians. I remember when I was 18 and first entering the world of political activism. I found a candidate for State Senate that I truely believed in. I worked on his campaign and did everything in my power to get him elected. My very first time in the voting booth I had someone I wanted to vote FOR. Today, and in the elections of the past oh... 26 or so years, I find myself voting against the biggest evil rather than for someone I believe in. Ahhh, youth. How I long for the optimism and beliefs you brought to me.

Help me friends. Who do you back? Tell me why. Help me find a reason to vote for someone rather than against. Help me find that optimism that change can occur for the better and that I can be some small part of it.



*I realize, based on my comments about not having a lot of faith that Mrs. Clinton's ideas would be recognizable if ever implemented the above comment makes me seem like a hipocrate. I just prefer to know they do have ideas and details at the ready for their plans.

**Please forgive any words spelled incorrectly. For some reason Blogger's spell check feature isn't working for me. Meh.

It's The End Of The World As We Know It...

... But I don't feel fine...

I have a situation that I'm not sure how to address.

I've mentioned Shecky's Godfather before, Unca B. I failed to mention that he has something called Wegner's Granulatomasis Vasculitis. It's bad. It's difficult. It's... well, basically it's killing him. It's attacked his kidneys, his sinuses and now its begun an assault on his lungs. He has nodules and scarring and is now exhibiting pleuresy like symptoms... only... not pleuresy. Last Tuesday he wound up in the ER unable to breathe. Tonight on the phone he sounded like ass. Warmed Over Ass, to be precise. I thought he was tired... but no... he's having problems breathing.

I have to tell you, I love this man with every piece of my being. I have for a long time. He's my best friend, my biggest support and the first one to call bullshit on me when its needed. I'm scared taht he's dying. No, I KNOW he's dying. I'm scared that its happening WAY faster than I'm ready for. I'm not sure how to deal with that.

That's not really the problem. Shecky LOVES Unca B. Like, HERO WORSHIPS the man. How do I explain it all to him? or... Do I at all? Do I just tell him he's sick and leave it at that? Do I say nothing and when the end comes just tell him he's gone? Can I just leave the child a note? Yeah, I know... Bad Mommy. I'm just at a complete loss on this one. Dealing with my own feelings about his illness is impossible... How do I do it for him?

Mother Knows...

not so much...

Shecky has been driving me INSANE the past few days. Temper tantrums, whining, crying, and fit throwing from dawn till dreams. I've been at my wit's end with the child. I've tried threats of grounding, threats of early bedtimes, threats of no "treats" before bed... and then I followed through on all of them. (Ok.. not the early bedtime one. But all the others!) I've cajoled, screamed, beat my head into the table... (Oh... not really that last one... not LITERALLY) and this morning I reached my limit.

I told him NO MORE. If he has an issue he can TALK to me about his problem or what he disagrees with but I will NOT accept any more of the above behaviors... THAT. IS. IT!

Yeah... he whined a bit about doing his homework and a bit more when we went over some papers he'd done in class and made not so great grades on (Read D's) but he was much better tonight. He seemed... subdued though. Sad, really.

That got me to thinking. I've spent the last few weeks basically feeling like ass. I've dealt with everything from menstrual cycles every 2 weeks to a full 7 days of blood sugar crashes... sometimes multiple crashes a day. All my energy was going to just getting... through... the... day.

My patience levels have been really LOW as well. I've been yelling a lot more at him rather than directing and correcting him. Shit. It finally hit me...

The whining, fit throwing, crying and foot stomping increased over the last few weeks. The less attention, of the POSITIVE type he got... the more he was acting out and bratting up my air space. Frick, Frick, FRIKKITY, Frick. It was my fault. He's just a lil' boy no matter how grown up he seems sometimes.

Tonight, we played a bit on the XBOX 360. We watched American Idol together, curled up on the couch. We goofed off together during commercials.

Suddenly, before my eyes, he started turning into my sweet, funny boy. Yeah he bitched a bit about going to bed. Pulled the old dejected, sighing, unenthusiastic "Love you too" routine. However, no whining, no crying, no fit throwing and no mommy yelling.

Hell... I might actually be getting the hang of this parenting stuff! Naaaaaaaah.

Doctor, Doctor...

Gimme the news! I gotta Bad Case of Sugar Blues!

I called the Doc today. She took me off the Glimperide completely. We'll see how it goes. If I continue crashing daily I'm to call back.

Hopefully I'll have more interesting things to talk about now!

Yesterday was weigh in day... it was not pretty. I exercised every day and lost... are you ready? Can you HANDLE it? I lost .2 lbs. POINT 2. Jebus take the wheel... cause yer KILLIN me with this schiznit!

I'm wondering if all the crashing blood sugars have anything to do with it or if my body is just being difficult. Heh. It's prolly a combination of the two!

How are you guys doing out there? Hey... is this thing on?? ::taps on microphone::

So... a Knight, a Dragon and a Dwarf walk into a bar... you'da thought the Dwarf woulda missed it... ::Ba dum bum:: ***

*** I blame it on the constant low blood sugars... *cough*

Guess What....

Yeah... I crashed again. This is the 6th day I've crashed with the blood sugars. Today I got down to 51... So. Not. Good.

I'm calling the Dr. tomorrow. I can't wait until Thursday. I feel like Hell... only... yanno... humanish.

Bastkeball Diaries

Shecky had 2 basketball games today. MUCH hilarity ensued. They lost both games... by a sizable amount. However, I haven't laughed so hard in AGES.

Shecky played all but one quarter. The quarter he sat out I watched him on the bench as he fiddled with the coach's clipboard. The coach called for him to go back into the game and Shecky approached him with the clipboard.

Shecky: "Hey Coach! I've got a game plan here. Everyone goes where I tell them and we'll WIN THE GAME!" ::Shecky proudly shows Coach the diagram he's done up on the clipboard.

Coach A: ::Trying desperately not to laugh as he looks at the clipboard:: "Give me the clipboard Shecky. Get out there and play some ball." ::Coach then looks at me, as I am sitting right behind the bench, and we both CRACK. THE. HELL. UP.::

Shecky (now on the court): "MICHAEL! TAYLOR! TANNER! EVERYONE GO TO THE MIDDLE OF THE COURT!!!"

Me and Coach A: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! GET UNDER THE BASKET!" (We both proceed to loosing our shit laughing again.)

God help me, the child just cracks my ass up! Thank goodness the coach feels the same way!

Picture This...

I KNOW you're tired of hearing about my low blood sugars and how tired I am so... Here's a picture :P

Crashed...

again. Not badly but still... so... very... worn... out. Meh. A week eh? Gawd...

Out Of Gas

Not ONLY is this the title of a most FANTASTIC episode of Firefly (You MUST by the DVD's if you haven't seen this show yet. Unfortunately, it was on Fox and only got 11 or 13 episodes but ... damn... good... good... stuff) but it describes how I'm feeling.

This is day 3 of crashing blood sugar levels and exercise in the pool. I've upped my daily points to 35 a day to compensate for the exercise but the sugars, they're still slammin' into the basement every chance they get.

I called the Dr. today and they had me cut my glymparide down by half. I'll only take it once a day now. Hopefully that will fix the problem. I'm supposed to give it a week and if it doesn't fix the prob... I drop the med altogether. Everyone at once now, WOOT! I almost hope I keep crashing for the rest of the week.

Here's to hoping you all had a better day than I have... and that tomorrow is better for us all.

Crap On A Stick...

Yeah... that pretty much describes how I feel.

Today I have been living in bizarro world. My blood sugars have been crashing like blind pilot flying through a gaggle of geese! I have crashed 3 times today... once as low as 49... 49???!?!?!?!!!! Jesus. I'm eating. I'm taking my meds. The only thing I can think of is the addition of exercising in the pool is causing my metabolism to work faster or better or... at all. I just know I'm exhausted PHYSICALLY between the low blood sugars and the exercise... but I'M NOT SLEEPY!

I hurt to frickin' much to be sleepy. My arms and legs are performing a slow, evil torture on me. I. No. LIKEE!!!! Bleh.

Sorry for all the whining. I'm just not having the best of days physically... *reads post again* or mentally I guess. Heh.

ZOMG Heath Leger is DEAD??? Dudes, he's 10 years younger than me and he's DEAD??? That's. Not. RIGHT!

It's A BOY!

No, I'm NOT pregnant! Today the Blogaverse is throwing Julie of MothergooseMouse an online babyshower. She's expecting a boy so here's the best advise I can give you about raising a boy...

THEY LIKE GIRLS AT A VERY EARLY AGE!!!!! Shecky has been hittin' on the girlies since he was about... ummm 18 months old. He decided who he was going to marry when he was 3. He STILL says he's marrying her ... 4 years later. He got engaged at the ripe old age of 5... and said his other girlfriends were just for now... *coughplayahcough*... INVEST IN KEVLAR ARMOR FOR YOUR SON... if he's anything like mine... you'll need it. Early. And. OFTEN.

"HOLY CRAP!" Or "How Did I Get So Friggin' OLD?"

Today I turned 39. ::pick jaw up offa the floor:: Fuck, I'm OLD! lol. I hate saying that but its true. When I was 18... 39 was ANCIENT! Now that I'm 39 I'm like... "errrmmm... Its not really THAT Old... Not... REALLY!" Heh.

I have had a lovely day. Dad finished the pool/deck/pool house yesterday. He's been killing himself all week to get it done for my birthday. (Thanks Daddy. Love you.) *Yes... I'm 39 and still call him Daddy occasionally. Bite me!*

Husband drove in this morning. He brought me a dozen roses and an XBox 360 game with arcade games on it and a lovely card. Thanks Honey. You did a great job this year. :)

Mom fixed a fabulous lunch of fried shrimp (Yeah I know... so not on the diet but so VERY worth the splurge in calories) and oven fries. Thank you Momma. :) You Rock.

J came in Friday and stayed until after lunch. He brought me this wicked cool thing that does a light show with flashing colored lights and a nylon string. Heh. Its awesome. I've been informed there's other things coming in the mail. You're a love J. Thank you for thinking of me.

Shecky set the table for the family lunch. I was so proud of my lil guy wanting to help out so I didn't have to do anything. He was so frickin' cute.

I got calls from many other family and friends with good wishes and "Happy Birthday" greetings. What more could a girl ask for? Heheh how about the 7.8 lb loss I posted this morning as well? WOOT! Its been a damn good day! I hope you all had a day just as great!

Lil' League Blues

HOLY HELLS BUT MY SON'S BASKETBALL TEAM IS HORRID!!!

I had to get that out of my system. Those poor kids don't have a CLUE what they are supposed to be doing on that court. The coach, bless his heart, just smiles and laughs and tells em to have fun. That's what sports are supposed to be like for 7 year old kids.

Of course, the parents... heh... we were sitting on the bleachers yelling things like, "RUN TO THE FRIGGIN' BASKET ALREADY!" or "GET THE BALL!! STRIP IT FROM HIM!!". There was also the ever popular, "GET YOUR HANDS OUT OF YOUR POCKETS JIMMY!" and "PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT IS GOING ON IN THE GAME GEDY!" We... were... HORRIBLE.

No WONDER kids are so competitive these days, eh?

Fabulous Food Finds

Sam's Choice Stuffed Chicken Breasts. My friends... These. Things. ROCK! We've tried the creamy artichoke hearts and spinach stuffed and the pepper jack and Swiss cheese with bacon and they are ... ZOMG!!!!

The Creamy Artichoke and Spinach is just 5 points and the other is 6 on Weight Watchers. Holy Hells but its good! You MUST try!

Calling All Opinions!

I need the advise of my friends on the Internet.



Shecky is playing little league basketball. He all but BEGGED to be signed up for it. However, he doesn't have a CLUE how to play and he isn't paying attention at practice so he can learn what to do. It's making me... ::Waves arms in air and makes babbling noises while eyes bug out:: ... a LOT!



I've tried being understanding. I've tried talking sweetly to him. Tonight, I sat him down and asked him point blank if he still wants to play and he said yes, emphatically. I then told him if he really does he needs to straighten his act up and act like it. I explained that he needs to LISTEN TO THE DAMN COACH and DO WHAT HE IS TOLD and PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT IS GOING ON ON THE FRICKING COURT or else we are going to stop going to his games and practices. Holy Hell. You should have SEEN his face. He was shocked, dismayed and hurt.

My mother says I went too far and was too hard on him. Was I? Now I kinda feel like crap about it and I wanna hear from others. How would YOU have handled this?

Goodnight Sweethearts...

well... its time to go! I'm heading to bed. I'm exhausted. 3 hours sleep and a full day of "stuff" has taken its toll my friends. I hope you all had a great day but I am so DONE. Sleep well.

Ties That Bind...

Wow. I have family issues EVERYWHERE this week.

I have a cousin who has a drug problem. It's a bad one. Cocaine, Weed, Booze... God knows what else. There are 3 kids in this person's care, under this person's supervision. Two of the kids are young, one is almost an adult.

CPS is now involved. They've been called anonymously, NOT BY ME, twice. I was talked out of it by my mother.

Today's CPS involvement required a drug test request. The person in question... refused. They have been removed from the family home and are not allowed contact with the children without the other parent present and are not allowed to spend the night in their family home.

The kids are distraught. The spouse is as well.

I'm of two minds about it. I'm glad someone is finally doing what I didn't have the chutzpa to do myself and getting involved for the sake of the kids. I'm hopeful, PRAYERFUL, that the person in question gets the help they need to beat their demons... all of them not just the addictions, but I'm doubtful. I feel like crap because of the upheaval the kids are going through. I feel responsible because I could have stepped in long ago, perhaps before things were so far gone, had I had the guts... and the proof. I'm angry with the spouse for not stepping up and doing something about the issue themselves... yet... I totally understand the why's of not doing it and trying to handle things oneself.

Do me a favor folks. Pray for their family. The kids, the adults... all of them. They're good people with a problem they can't/don't know how to handle...

It also makes me think of Brittney Spears... Imagine... going through all that with the press watching and making public your every move... Jesus.

What Am I To Who?

I had the opportunity to reflect on my relationships with my parents today. Dude, I'm totally scared of MYSELF right now.

Mom and I have a good relationship. We're friends. We enjoy doing stuff together. When American Idol is on we call each other after each performance to dish and critique. Mom talks to me about things she's having issues with. She asks my advise and I do the same. Its a reciprocal relationship. I'm really glad that we're more than just Mother and Daughter.

Dad and I are a totally different story. He's still "Daddy" and I'm still his kid. So MUCH so that I can't have an adult conversation with him. I suddenly turn into a brainless, willful, overly emotional 12 year old who just wants Daddy's approval and understanding. WTF??? Why in the Hell do I DO that? It drives me INSANE. I hate feeling like that child. I hate that when he bellows I get all... Wahhhhhh. Yanno? How did I end up with completely OPPOSITE types of relationships with my parents?

I turn 39 in a few days... why is his approval and understanding still something I need so badly? I'm a good mom. I'm a decent wife. I'm a GREAT friend. I'm smart. I'm funny. I'm witty. I'm a dork. I know all this. Why is it so flippin' important that HE recognize it?

Meh. Mebbe I'm just overtired....

ZOMG So, SO GOOD!

My father decided he HAD to have brownies today. So, I made him brownies. (I cursed him the ENTIRE time cause they are SO a red light food for me... but I digress.) Because I KNEW I was going to be tempted by them I decided to make a Weight Watchers Fruit Cobbler. HOLY CRAP that was good. Here's the recipe:

Pina Colada Fruit Cobbler

2 lbs. Frozen Pineapple
1 Coconut Supreme Cake Mix
1 can Fresca, Diet Sprite OR Diet 7-UP

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Spray 9X13 pan with non-stick spray.
Place still frozen pineapple chunks in bottom of 9X13 pan.
Sprinkle DRY cake mix over pineapple.
Slowly pour diet soda over dry cake mix as evenly as possible.
Cover pan with foil and bake for 20 minutes.
Remove foil from pan and bake for another 40-55 min. (Pineapple sometimes has a lot of water in it so its necessary to bake it until the top is no longer gooey.)

Even if you're NOT dieting this cobbler is just made of awesome. ::Drools just thinking about it sitting on the counter::

Lemme know if you try it and if you like it. :)

Weigh In Day Update

So, it would seem not getting all my points in is a VERY BAD THING. I gained 6 lbs this week. WTF?

Upon reviewing my week I see a lot of things I did wrong. I didn't however EAT anything I shouldn't have. I didn't even eat everything I SHOULD have. Meh.

I was a lot more inactive this week. I had a headache for 4 days. 4 DAYS!!!! I felt like crap in general as well. I also had a problem of the... female variety. (Guys, you can stop reading if you'd like. I know this kinda stuff is... Icky for you heh) My last cycle ended on Dec 31, 2007. Niiiiiiiice right? I started AGAIN this past Monday. January 6, 2008. WTF? I dunno how much of the weight gain is due to some sort of hormonal thing I have going on or what but I DO NOT LIKE IT. I KNOW its the reason I felt like warmed over dog shit for 4 days though. Anyone have any ideas on what may be causing that?

This week I'm going to move around more and be more active. I'm going to EAT ALL MY FRAKKIN' POINTS. I'm going to drink my water and my dairy. Hopefully those things will make a difference. If not, I'll be going on the Core Plan shortly.

How was your week?

Daily Menu for Saturday 1-12-2008

Breakfast:

2 High Fiber Cinnamon Eggo's (3 points)
1 T Steens Syrup (1 point)
1 Cup Skim Milk (2 points) Total Meal: 6 points

Lunch:

1 Can Chicken Vienna Sausage (6 points)
8 Cubes Colby Jack Cheese (3 points)
1 Small Banana (1 point) Total Meal: 10 points

Dinner:

6oz Turkey Sausage (6 points)
1/2 Cup New Orleans Style Spicy Cream Navy Beans (2 points)
1/2 Cup Cooked Baby Carrots (1 point) Total Meal: 9 points

Snacks:

1 HUGE Dill Pickle
1 Cup SF/97% FF Brownie Fudge Sundae Ice Cream by Blue Bunny (3 points)

Total Points for Day: 28 points.

Short again. Grrrrr.


This post was actually written yesterday and I forgot to hit publish. I'm told this still counts for Blog365. heheh.

Daily Menu for Friday 1-11-2008

Breakfast:

2 Eggs, Scrambled (4 points)
1 Slice 2% American Cheese (1 point)
Salsa (0 points)
1 Cup Fruit Salad (2 points) Total Meal: 7 Points

Lunch:

1 Can Honey Mustard Vienna Sausages (7 points)
1 Banana (1 point) Total Meal: 8 Points

Dinner:

1 Cup Spaghetti Noodles (4 points)
1 Cup White Clam Sauce (3 points)
2 Slices Sunbeam Bread (2 points)
ICBINB spray (0 points)
Garlic Powder (0 points)
1 Cup Skim Milk (2 points) Total Meal: 11 Points

Snack:

1 Skinny Cow Chocolate Ice Cream Sandwich (2 points)

Total Daily Points: 28

I'm 2 short again today. Crap! Why am I all of a sudden having trouble getting em all in???

Life Is Like A Box Of Chocolates...

I think my son is Forrest Gump's child. We had THIS conversation at bedtime last night. (After my spending and HOUR trying to get him to sleep.)

Shecky: Momma? I forgot to tell you something.

Me: Sheck, GO TO SLEEP.

Shecky: (In a small voice) Nevermind, I'll tell you tomorrow.

Me: (Feeling like crap for yelling at him) Sigh... What hon?

Shecky: My basketball has a Sister and...

Me: GO TO SLEEP!

Jebus... where does he come UP with this stuff?

Daily Menu for Thursday 1-10-2008

Breakfast:

1 1/4 C Rice Chex Cereal (2 points)
3/4 C Skim Milk (1 point)
Splenda (0 Points) Total Meal Points: 3 points

Lunch:

2 Slices Sunbeam Texas Giant Bread (2 points)
2 Tablespoons Peanut Butter (5 points)
1 Small Banana (1 point)
1 Tablespoon Steen's Syrup (1 point) Total Meal Points: 9 points

Dinner:

6 oz Smoked Turkey Sausage in Tomato and Onion Gravy (6 points)
9 oz Baked Potato (4 points)
1 Slice 2% Pepper Jack Cheese (1 point)
1/2 C Peas and Carrots (1 point) Total Meal Points: 12 points

Total Daily Points: 24 points.

I was 6 points short today. Not too good but I was feeling like ass and food was NOT really on my mind.

Overheard...

Shecky (in high falsetto voice): Hello Basketball!

Shecky (in HIGHER falsetto voice: Well, Hello ADRIAN!

(Me: WTF???? lol)

Blogger ...

is trying to make me insane. I missed blogging yesterday cause Blogger wouldn't let me log in. Grrrrr. I'll be blogging on Feb 29th to make up for it and still qualify for Blog365!

Today's Menu

Breakfast

1 C Oatmeal (4 points)
1 C Pineapple (2 points) Total Meal Points 6

Lunch

1 C Spaghetti (4 points)
1/2 C Spaghetti Sauce - No Sugar Added (0 points)
3 Meatballs - 4 OZ Lean Ground Beef (4 points)
2 Slices Sunbeam Texas Giant Bread with ICBINB Spray (2 points) Total Meal Points 10

Dinner

1 C Mom's Turkey a la King (6 points)
2 Slices Sunbeam Texas Giant Bread (2 points) Total Meal Points 8

Snacks

1 C Fruit Salad (2 points)
1 Skinny Cow Ice Cream Sandwich (2 points)
8 Sugar Free Short Bread Cookies (2 points)

Total Points For The Day:

30

If anyone wants a recipe for anything I post on a menu hollah at me and I'll get it to you.

Humpty Frickin Dumpty...

... has got NOTHING on me.

Let me start by saying I was DREADING this morning. I knew I was going to have to weigh in and after being out of town for 10 days and basically off program for the last month I was scared. However... I managed to LOOSE .5 lbs in the last 10 days. I was STOKED I tell you. My day was starting out GREAT!

Then... I didn't manage to eat breakfast... or take my morning meds. Next, I made fruit salad. Actually, HONESTLY, I made the fruit salad AFTER dropping a glass bottle of Steen's Syrup on the floor and making a ginormous mess on the floor... THEN ... then I made the fruit salad. After that I had lunch. Well, TECHNICALLY, after that I made another mess in the kitchen as I knocked over a container filled with links and bbq sauce... thus christening the floor again. Meh. THEN I ate lunch. My next feat of stupidity was making a card for my father in law. I got the front of it done and it was quite nice. Then I did the inside... only... ummm... I did it upside down. I am a dumb ass my friends. I also managed to put my arm into my stamp pad and my left arm now looks like it has gangrene. Today... has not been my best day heh.

I'm still totally stoked about the minor weight loss cause I was so TOTALLY expecting a gain. Go ME! (Go far, FAR away from anything breakable or that I have to actually yanno.. MAKE... cough)

New Stuffs

Just a quickie update for you guys.

I've been out of town for the last 10 days or so visiting the in-laws. It was a nice vacation but basically I ate like crap. I'm scared to weigh tomorrow to be honest.

Tomorrow I go back on program hard core. I'll be posting my daily menu and points counts as I did in the past. I've had a couple of requests to begin doing that again and, to be honest, it really helped me stay on track with my eating. It made it much less tempting for me to cheat a lil here or there when I had to post what I was eating. Heh. Vanity thy name is NotAMeanGirl.

I'm not sure how you guys feel about this though. Lemme know what you think. Should I do this here or take my weight loss stuff to a 2nd blog. (God help me I dunno if I can keep up with 2 blogs but I'll try if you guys would rather have it separate.)

Now that the holidays and vacation are over and my 39th birthday is JUST around the corner ::Whimper:: its time for me to re-commit to my weight loss efforts. The exercise pool should be up and ready for me to use shortly (Thank God) and I'll be exercising more as well. I actually MISS the exercise. Man... how weird is THAT? (So very, VERY weird... heh)

Shecky goes back to school tomorrow as well. Its a new year and a new start for everyone. :)

Bitter Pills

There's something I need to get off my chest. I watch the media circus surrounding Brittney Spears and I have to take a step back. I mean... She's a PERSON. She has CHILDREN.

She OBVIOUSLY has some problems. I'm sure some of them are... errr.. pharmaceutical related but I honestly believe she has a larger, more urgent problem. The media and the people surrounding her, feeding the media frenzy, need to STEP OFF and let this woman get some help. In fact, the people in her LIFE, not her public life but her REAL life, need to STEP IN and make sure that happens. Yeah she's a public figure. Yeah, she's got tons of money. Yeah, many people can't stop reading/watching/talking about the train wreck that her life has become. I, however, can.

I've been reading and watching the news about her since her head shaving incident with awe and horror. No more. I wish I could reach out to her, take her by the hand and lead her away from all this nonsense and get her some help. I can't. I know that. Instead, I'll keep her and her children in my prayers and hope that someone who CAN help her... does.

Ah-CHOO!

ZOMG my allergies are trying to KILL me. I walked into this house and I CANNOT. STOP. SNEEZING! I'm all congested. I feel like hell warmed over. Even a sub-par Johnny Depp movie can't make me feel better tonight. Thank the GODS Husband is feeling helpful enough to run out to CVS for me. Sudafed... I love you. Hurry home to me!


::that loud SPLAT you just heard... yeah... that was my sinus cavity caving in... meh::

Politics...

I used to be very politically active... When I was younger. It seems like another life now. I was single. I was young. I was going to facilitate CHANGE in our world.

These days... I'm so busy with my life I don't even know what issues are being touted as the issue of the day. These days... I have no clue who most of the candidates ARE much less what they stand for or WHO they stand WITH.

That's about to change. I want information. I have the web. I'm going to research. I'm going to figure out who all these people are who want to run our country and what they REALLY want to do if they get into power. Hopefully, I'm not too late.

I watched the Iowa Caucus returns tonight. Obama and Huckabee? Really? REALLY? Ok... Then... Away... We... Go!

If you want to teach me about your candidate... feel free. I'm open to any and all information I can get!!!!

What Kind Of Person...

AM I? I've been forced to ask myself this question a lot lately.

The Monday before Christmas was one of those days. We had to travel to my grandmother's house so maintenance on her heater could be done. NEVERMIND that no one actually.... yanno... LIVES there anymore. We drove the hour and a half to her house and let the dude in. Everything was fine. Blah, blah, blah.

Mom decided we needed to go Cemetery hopping since we were in town. First, we went to her fathers grave site. I said a lil prayer, got back in the car with Shecky, yes... Shecky was with us, and gave her a few moments to herself. Next we went to the cemetery a town or two over where my father's parents and brother were all buried. We cleaned the headstones. We placed some flowers. I said a prayer for each of them. I explained to Shecky who they were and what they were like. They had all passed away before he was born, really, LONG before. We then went to my great uncle's grave and said a prayer for him.

Now, this is where I started having to question myself as to what kind of person I am. Close to my great uncle's grave was the grave site of a very dear friend of mine. In fact, she was so dear to me I named Shecky after her. I never CAN find her spot. Mom found it. I took Shecky to her grave and explained who she was. Why she was important in my life and why I named him after her. Then... I cried... buckets.

She died 12 years ago folks. She's been gone a long, LONG time. Longer than most of the others I visited that day. However, she was the loss that made me weep. She was the one who's absence made me hurt. She was the one I missed... even still. She was the one I wanted my son to have known and HATED that he never would.

On the 2 hour drive home I had to ponder all of this. What does this say about me? Am I a bad person for not crying over my grandparents graves? My uncle's? Does it mean they didn't effect/affect me as much as she did? Is it just because she was lost to us at such a young age while the others had all lived such full lives? Was I just messed up in my head? Meh.

I never really reached any conclusions. I just know I still miss her and the world is worse off without her....

January 1, 2008

OH MY HELLS! How did 2007 disappear so fast?

Shecky turned 7. I got sick... BAD sick. We thought I was going to die. I changed my life and I lost 60 lbs. I quit my job and moved to the woods to facilitate that. I miss living in Houston but adjusted well. I spent half the year living with my parents... at the age of 38.

Last year was one hell of a bumpy ride. Here's to hoping 2008 is a banner year for us all!