I am 16 days into a 32 day Weight Watchers diet. Got on the scale for the first time today and TahDah! I am exactly half way through the weight loss I had hoped for. Since when does stuff just work like that?!? Well, I guess it's not rocket science . . . Eat Less = Weigh Less. I guess with all the crappy convoluted advice I hear about eating and shedding pounds, I just expected it to be more complicated.
Wow! It's working!
Thursday, February 28, 2008
I am 16 days into a 32 day Weight Watchers diet. Got on the scale for the first time today and TahDah! I am exactly half way through the weight loss I had hoped for. Since when does stuff just work like that?!? Well, I guess it's not rocket science . . . Eat Less = Weigh Less. I guess with all the crappy convoluted advice I hear about eating and shedding pounds, I just expected it to be more complicated.
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5:11 PM
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What's Wrong With That Kid?
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Indy has been really interested in watching this video and talking about it. He had just turned one in this clip and like all one year olds, he was a moody little bastard that went from gleeful to tearful in two seconds flat. This is fascinating to my now somewhat rational son.
Indy initially wanted to know what Rocco had done to poor baby Indy.
Indy: Did Rocco bite him?
Rocky: Uh, No. You just got sad about something.
Indy: Did the balloon break?
Rocky: Nope. Baby Indy cried a lot. He couldn't talk.
Indy: Is he sad?
Rocky: Sort of.
Indy: Why's he sad?
After having this conversation 10 times, I finally satisfied him with this explanation:
"I think you decided you wanted a piece of candy just then, but you couldn't talk, so instead of asking for candy you just cried because you didn't have any candy."
Strangely, that seemed to make complete sense to him.
Indy initially wanted to know what Rocco had done to poor baby Indy.
Indy: Did Rocco bite him?
Rocky: Uh, No. You just got sad about something.
Indy: Did the balloon break?
Rocky: Nope. Baby Indy cried a lot. He couldn't talk.
Indy: Is he sad?
Rocky: Sort of.
Indy: Why's he sad?
After having this conversation 10 times, I finally satisfied him with this explanation:
"I think you decided you wanted a piece of candy just then, but you couldn't talk, so instead of asking for candy you just cried because you didn't have any candy."
Strangely, that seemed to make complete sense to him.
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5:04 PM
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Delicious Giant Check
Yum, yum, yum. It came today at the 11th hour (FedEx's 11th hour, that is, 4:45). Threw it right into the ATM. I am way too trusting of Diebold technology.Now I just have to wait for the bank to give me MY money. They like to hold onto it for at least 5 days. I imagine that really adds up for them -- an extra 5 days of interest X 1000s of people they do this too every day.
I hate my bank. I need my bank. Because I do not have a trap door/secret compartment in my basement floor.
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4:48 PM
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Tuesday
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Know what's great about Tuesday?
It's as far away from next Monday as you can get.
It's as far away from next Monday as you can get.
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1:48 PM
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It's A Monday
Monday, February 25, 2008
On one hand, my Big client needs to cut their marketing budget by a third, this week.
On the other hand, two great long term clients faxed in their big delicious renewal contracts.
On one hand, my expected big-ass check did not arrive.
On the other hand, I got a bunch of nice little checks.
On one hand, I have a two meetings tomorrow I am not looking forward too.
On the other hand, Sage helped me better organize my work life. Oh, and Pat and I are going to dinner!
Ah life. Just gotta keep it sunny side up!
On the other hand, two great long term clients faxed in their big delicious renewal contracts.
On one hand, my expected big-ass check did not arrive.
On the other hand, I got a bunch of nice little checks.
On one hand, I have a two meetings tomorrow I am not looking forward too.
On the other hand, Sage helped me better organize my work life. Oh, and Pat and I are going to dinner!
Ah life. Just gotta keep it sunny side up!
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1:05 PM
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We saw Peter and the Wolf!
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Severance had an amazing family concert on Saturday. Peter and the Wolf was performed with these great giant puppets. Kid loved it. And, of course, we made a video. Because that's what we do.
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5:15 PM
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Happy Birthday MOM!
Saturday, February 23, 2008
What a great birthday you must be having -- 70 degrees, fancy dinner with old friends, and you always get carded at Kohls on senior day. Here you are last year around your birthday corrupting my son. Nothing like a strong cup of black coffee to cure what ails a two-year-old. ;)
In honor of your birthday, I am eating raw brownie mix and watching The Wonder Pets. Here's to another great year!!
In honor of your birthday, I am eating raw brownie mix and watching The Wonder Pets. Here's to another great year!!
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4:45 PM
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Thursday Afternoon
Has me feeling a bit like this:
We're both probably just hungry.
We're both probably just hungry.
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12:07 PM
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Food as Nourishment
Monday, February 18, 2008
Weight Watchers helps me remember that I eat to live, not to find joy. When I hear that term, "emotional eating," I envision some sad, fat teenage girl sobbing into a bowl of double-fudge frosting in front of a Friday night sitcom lineup.For me, it's going to a restaurant and feeling like my food should be a celebration and that special food is not healthy food. Or coming home on a Monday night and feeling disappointed that a hard day of working ends with a salad and tuna fish instead of warm soft food. I also deserve treats throughout the day because life is too short to deny myself chocolate kisses lying around at work. All emotion. All about food as joy and not food as fuel.
If food was fuel to me, I could be satisfied eating oatmeal and soup and tuna and apples. If only.
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4:25 PM
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Having Trouble Prioritizing
Saturday, February 16, 2008
I think I need Franklin Covey to stop over and help me sort out what things need the most attention in my life. I am constantly forgetting things to the point where I am chronically dependent on lists. If I don't write down every single thing I have to do in a day, I just blank out entirely on what isn't listed. Like what would that be, you might wonder? Sending mail, buying milk or coffee or Tylenol, eating, maintaining the car, taking Indy to his activities. Or how about putting in my new laptop battery that Sage got me two weeks ago? Nope. Instead I've just misplaced it like some kind of mad retarded scientist.Is this what working motherhood is like for everyone? You know, it probably is, and I'm blogging right now (I have time for THAT) to throw myself a personal pity party. I know the answer to my own problems, and I know how this Covey visit would go down . . .
Franklin Covey comes in, hands me a planner in a two-toned faux-leather case, tells me structure is my friend, and reminds me to lower my expectations and make time for myself. Then I open the planner, take the pen out of its snug loop, and thrust it into his eye.
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4:49 PM
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Food Fight
Friday, February 15, 2008
Indy (and Toddlers generally, or so I hear) loves a food one day and then won't eat one bite of it the next day. I always figured this only applied to healthful food, like peas.But alas! Yesterday my son informs me after spitting out an M&M that he "hates" M&Ms because they are crunchy. I looked for head injuries. He seems OK . . .
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8:08 AM
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Indy Talks to Daddy
Thursday, February 14, 2008
This is WAY too long for anyone not in the immediate family to watch. I think the only people I would advise to even click the play arrow would be Sage, Grammy, and Nanna. Everyone else will be bored to tears within minutes. But, to those three people and me, this is super cute. :)
I think he's making up stories so that his life will seem more interesting to Sage -- including a Fox in our backyard that is blowing bubbles.
I think he's making up stories so that his life will seem more interesting to Sage -- including a Fox in our backyard that is blowing bubbles.
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1:01 PM
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They Arrived!!
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Joe and I just got our Missouri Loves Company T-shirts today for our next Quarterly St. Louis trip! Also in the mail, 4 months of past due payments from a Partner. Thank you world!
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8:38 AM
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Dad Replies!
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Sage has responded with a nice normal video for his family. :)
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4:40 PM
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An Early Valentine Message for Sage
From his snowblower. Excuse his French. He's very disappointed.
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11:52 AM
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Pocahontas AKA: "The New Stick"
Indy gives his rendition of a Disney Classic.
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11:16 AM
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Hi Daddy!! Part 1
Monday, February 11, 2008
Well, it's blurry for some reason, but otherwise a good start to our "Videos for Dad" week!
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4:10 PM
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Adult Talk
Friday, February 8, 2008
Indy is learning the Art of conversation and is definitely still finger painting. Although he doesn't understand adult chit chat, now that he can converse, he's taken to interjecting what he thinks will be interesting commentary on the topic at hand.So last night Sage and Grammy are talking about the Gmail class Sage put on that day at work. Sage gets all animated about folder filing and Indy interrupts, equally animated, saying:
"Well, Oh . . . Yes! When there are cones we need the ice cream to have ice cream!"
Indeed we do.
I'm going to let this interruption thing go until summertime. Not just because I find it adorable, but I don't want to squelch his enthusiasm and confidence for being a part of conversation. But come June we're going to start lessons on when interjecting is appropriate. Followed by listening skill lessons to identify topics and relatedness (think SAT). i.e.: Cone is not to Gmail. Computer is to Gmail like Cone is to Ice Cream.
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7:04 AM
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I am OUT OF COFFEE
Thursday, February 7, 2008
I am not sure how it happened. I was blindsided. Thought I had another bag. Came down this morning. Looked in the basket. Opened the Grinder hoping there would be a few beans in there. One cups worth?
Nothing. Not a bean. Insert Weeping Sound Here.
Nothing. Not a bean. Insert Weeping Sound Here.
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5:50 AM
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Hump Day
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Today's Hump: No one wants to pay me. PAY ME! :)
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9:30 AM
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Holly Asked for An Update
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Lupus Latest: Symptoms re-emerged last week right after the craziest work month ever. Isn't it strange that I didn't feel bad during the craziness? Mind over matter? Maybe this is all mind, eh?
Once a day Relafen is back in the pill box. Also returning for the first time in months -- the 8:45 bedtime. Even with Relafen I have creaky knees and elbows, achy toes, and am a bit headache prone.
But I'm trying to exercise. Trying not to drink too much caffeine. Trying not to stress. And things are feeling better this week from last.
Once a day Relafen is back in the pill box. Also returning for the first time in months -- the 8:45 bedtime. Even with Relafen I have creaky knees and elbows, achy toes, and am a bit headache prone.
But I'm trying to exercise. Trying not to drink too much caffeine. Trying not to stress. And things are feeling better this week from last.
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5:22 PM
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Grass Stains
Monday, February 4, 2008
I haven't done my laundry in three years. Ever since my son was born, my Mother-in-Law, Clayde, has done my entire household's laundry. Can you imagine? My own mother was talking to me yesterday about getting grass stains out of white jeans (it was the 70s), and I could barely even envision where I kept my bleach or when/how people use the new-fangled Tide to Go. Is that stain treatment or does it permanently eliminate stains? Does Clayde buy me dryer sheets? Does she use them? I haven't bought those in three years either . . . Wow. I'm spoiled. And retarded.
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5:00 PM
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Kid Video
Sunday, February 3, 2008
A quick lesson this morning about how a person cannot be in two places at once.
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4:45 PM
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Weekend Update
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Here's a nice Saturday afternoon: Woke from an hour nap, went downstairs, laid on the couch, read my favorite magazine, and ate somewhere between 5-10 chocolates from the assortment box of Harry Londons Clayde gave me for X-mas.I sound incredibly lazy until you hear that I also cleaned out my disastrous bathroom closet, my nightstand, and my ancient jewelry box that had precious bobbles from Jr. High still in it.
It's not all entirely perfect. Indy had a rough night last night for some reason (waking a lot) and this was part of the inspiration for a full blown temper tantrum at the mall. Full blown = carrying him out to the parking lot wailing. We haven't experienced that in a long time. He's a pretty subdued kid and behavior like this is always a shocker. We all recovered and now he's working on hour #3 of a nap.
I am just sitting here with my chocolate hangover tackling the question: What do you do as a family on Saturday night when the kid gets up at 6pm and bedtime is at 8:30?
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2:11 PM
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The Good Life June Cleaver Style
Friday, February 1, 2008
A Dirty Martini and some business chat at Bricco, followed by picking up my son (Sage drove), and baking chocolate chip cookies for "dinner." Indy says they're "Yummy."Indy is so cool now. We have fabulous conversations. He talks in length about favorite parts of his day, makes up stories, and best of all asks us questions.
Yesterday, Sage comes in the house and Indy says, "How was your day Daddy?" That, in my opinion, is more heartwarming than, "I love you," which he has also starting throwing around. He also melted Grammy's heart last Saturday when she got out of our car after going to dinner with us. He said, "Thanks for coming, Grammy!" Dear Lord! He got a lot of kisses for that.
Oh! and last night he put a shoe lace up his nose, started sneezing, then told me he had a cracker in his nose. A few minutes later after a sneezing fit, I asked exacerbated, "What are you getting out of your nose now?" He said: "Well, sneezes, of course." :)
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4:09 PM
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