Friday, July 30, 2010
So I'm giving up sweets for the month of August.
I know. Hilarious laughter ensues.
I'm blogging this on a Friday afternoon in hopes that you have something better to do with your Friday than read my blog. Then maybe before Monday, I'll post again and you won't ever have seen this.
Here's the thing: I've lost 17 pounds but those last few pounds are hanging around like a bad case of acne. Won't. Go. Away. So I'm doing the Mayo Clinic diet. (Got my book today! From the library! Nerd Alert!) Basically you give up eating anything yummy for two weeks. If it tastes yummy, PUT IT DOWN FATTY! Just kidding. Kinda.
But there it is. I'm giving up sweets and announcing to the good people of the internets in an effort to strengthen my resolve.
I was reading through my Mayo Clinic book today while eating a cookie (WHY won't those last few pounds go away???) because I was enjoying my last few days of sweets. I got the most hilarious text from a friend that said, "That's why I'm eating sweets too. Because I'm under this impression that I'm doing this with you but I've not made a public announcement even to (husband) just in case I want to back out."
So here I am. Making a public announcement. No sweets for a month. No cookies, candy, chocolate, cake, brownies, ice cream, starbucks mochas, soda, snow cones, or anything with chocolate chips.
Welp, there goes my ENTIRE food repertoire.
If you don't here from me for a month, I'm somewhere in a corner crying and rocking myself.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Me (to Colin): Don't forget we need to go vote on Tuesday.
Cason: We're going in a boat on Tuesday?
Me: No, vote. Not boat.
Cason: Are we going swimming with the boat?
Me: No, not boat. VOTE. VVVVVVOTE.
Cason: Are we going to take the boat behind a truck?
Me: We are not taking a boat anywhere. I'm not saying boat, I'm saying VOTE. VOTE. VOTE.
Cason: Whose boat is it that we're taking?
Me: VVVVVVVVVVVOTE. With a V not a B!
Cason: Oh, okay. Like Bolt the Super Dog?
Me:( Bangs head against wall)
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
I love the Genius Recommends feature on iTunes. In fact, I facebooked one day about how I wish that I had a Genius feature for other areas of my life. Example: "You love chocolate covered donuts therefore you might also like brownie sundaes!"
Ok, I see your point. You don't really need an app to tell you that you like brownie sundaes. Perhaps a better example would be, "You like Gap Long and Lean jeans so you might also like these jeans from Banana Republic. " And you could say, "Why yes! I DO love those trouser jeans from Banana Republic! Now all I have to do is justify spending $100 on jeans when we have to buy two new cars."
You know, just hypothetically speaking.
Today, I was listening to my iTunes while folding laundry (it's exciting lives we lead here, folks.). I decided to see what Genius would recommend to me. It recommended an iTunes Essential called Soccer Mom Chillout. I didn't know whether to be offended or happy that they knew me so well.
But don't worry, I didn't download it. I already own most of the songs on the playlist. #Embarrassing
Friday, July 16, 2010
Not literally. It's 834 degrees and sunny!
But figuratively it's raining. You know, as in, when it rains it pours.
So my car hasn't been working. Awesome. It's been a veritable treasure hunt for Colin trying to figure out exactly what's wrong with it. We are (somewhat) hopeful that it will work at sometime in the near future. Which will be good because we don't want a car payment.
And yet, the universe seems to be working against us on that.
Colin had taken my car to have a read out on somethings that might still be going on with it and when he came back, after being gone a mere 25 minutes, he ran in the house and said, "What happened to my truck?"
Well, friends, let me tell you what happened to his truck. Someone smashed into it and moved it 25 feet. It's done. It won't be driven again. Oh, and the best part? They didn't leave any information! Three cheers for dishonesty!
Oh, wait, what was that? Why didn't I hear someone smashing into the truck while I was IN THE HOUSE? I blame it on three things:
1. I was making banana bread and had the mixer on
2. I was listening to Dave Ramsey's radio show (Oh, Irony, you are a wicked lady)
3. I have an insane amount of ear wax right now
So here we are. It's like we have a gimpy right leg and are missing our left leg. I don't know what we'll do. I really don't. Cason had a great suggestion for us:
"Dad, let's get you a monster truck."
Monday, July 12, 2010
We took a great little trip
that my mom and I force upon Colin several times a year to Houston (aka Colin's favorite place on earth
I would like to send a shout out to the inventor of portable dvd players, McDonalds, Texas rest stops, and of course the one and only Walt Disney for making 16 hours (!) in the car with a 4 year old, a 2 and a half year old and a 29 year old with sinus issues, bearable for my husband.
Walt Disney, wherever ye may be, I tip my hat to thee.
Hey look! A picture of myself on my own blog!
I read somewhere that Demi Moore had plastic surgery on her knees to make them less ugly. At the time, I thought that was ridiculous. But now I'm looking at this picture thinking that I'll tweet @MrsKutcher and ask her for her doctor's name.
Friday, July 02, 2010
So Cason has been asking all about the Cars sequel since I told him there was a new Cars movie coming out. Next year. Why do I insist on torturing myself? WHY?
In doing some research today (yes, I researched the Cars sequel. get over it.), I saw this is opening.
I swear if any of you breathe a word of this to my son, your punishment is that YOU have to take him.