I’ve been avoiding this

April 21, 2009 at 6:02 am | Posted in complaining, The Mundane | Leave a comment

I have admittedly been avoiding blogging. Not because I don’t have anything to say- I do! For goodness sakes, we just bought THE most beautiful house! 

It’s because I haven’t changed that blog header up there since the holidays. And I’m embarrassed. I’ve spent a couple of nights hunting down freebies to throw up there and I am just very unhappy with what I come up with. Some where in the uploading-to-photobucket-and-trying-to-make-it-work process I become frustrated after too many errors and give up. 

So, I am thinking of having someone take a look at the ol’ blog and giving her a makeover. Then maybe my embarrassment will lessen. So until then, rest assured, my guilt will be eating at me.

Speaking of eating:

homemade bread

Best batch of homemade bread I’ve made thus far. We had a cold snap a couple weeks ago and I knew it would be the last one, so I baked up a storm. Baking is a lot less fun here in the summer. It’s just too dang hot to have your oven on for long periods of time.


Swimsuit Realization

February 18, 2009 at 3:39 pm | Posted in complaining, self awareness, The Mundane | 1 Comment
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Our new house (I say that like its ours- it’s still not, we have no closing date yet) has a pool in the back yard. Down here in Texas that is a definite plus. And not that unusual in this area either.

I just realized that when you get in a pool? One generally has a swim suit on. And while I can suck in my gut just as good as the rest of them, I can’t get my thighs sucked in or my arms to quit being so friendly (they wave back).

So I have resorted to bribing myself to get on my treadmill every day. At least one mile a day. Plus my classes at the gym I normally take. How sad is it that I have to bribe myself to consistently work out?

The really sad thing is that after I work out? I feel AWESOME! I mean, I am just one happy camper after I step off that treadmill. Must be due to the chemicals your body releases or something. But the next day I keep putting it off. It’s like there is something in my brain that has equated exercise with unpleasantness and I can’t get around it.

On second thought, it could be that  I am just glad to not be looking at my measurements that I wrote down and put on my treadmill to give me motivation.

As I was critiquing my body ( hey, it’s not the best way to go about things, but it gets you motivated), it got me thinking. What part of my body do I like the most? The least? You hear this question asked all the time. I would say that I like my hair the most and my lower stomach (my mama pooch) the least. Now you.

They Come in Batches

January 19, 2009 at 6:36 pm | Posted in complaining, family, self awareness, The Mundane | 6 Comments
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The past few weeks, it seems as if the stress is just coming in batches.

Family turmoil (not the three of us- other family) that we just can’t seem to avoid despite our wishes.

Some news from a friend that has me worried and heart broken for her. I’m a fixer and I hate it when there isn’t anything that I can do to fix a problem that someone close to me has.

Changes with Jeremy’s job.

The whole home buying process is a big deal for us as well. It’s our first home purchase and it also means we are soon going to be parting with a good chunk of our beloved cash that we have been squirreling away for months. Between a sizable down payment and closing costs, we’re feeling slightly sick to our stomachs about it.

But it does help that we are completely enamoured with our new home. Yes, the house has things here and there that bother us, but most of it is fixable for a relatively low price. So says she who is still waiting to hear back from the inspector.

My excitement over what a fabulous house we’re buying is evenly tempered with my dread. What if the financing doesn’t go through? I can’t believe the debt we’re putting ourselves in! What if something happens and we can’t afford it? So, I promise myself that I won’t get too excited until it is a done deal.

But then I go show the house off to a friend and join her in screaming at how fabulous the house is. It really is an awesome house. I don’t want to sound like a braggart ( I do so detest those people) so I won’t go into detail, but it really is something- especially for a first home.

And for over a week now I seem to be utterly incapable of not thinking about the fact that my baby will be going to school this summer. Kindergarten, folks. All day kindergarten. When I share this with anyone, they usually just raise their eyebrows and suggest that maybe it’s finally time to have another baby. That’s not it. It’s not that I won’t have a baby at home to take care of all day, it’s that Hali, my baby, isn’t going to be home all day. There is a difference. I’ve been fighting off the depression of this for days now.

All this complaining has made me thirsty. Perhaps I can find comfort in my very favorite drink, Wild Cherry Diet Pepsi? No? Oh, that’s right- I’ve quit caffeine. I know, right! Maybe the timing wasn’t the best, but I knew my soda intake was getting ridiculous, so I’ve cut back on the amount quite a bit and have quit drinking caffeinated soda all together. Or, as we here in the south call it, coke. Do I drink Coke? No, but all sodas are referred to as coke down here. Odd, right? That’s one Texas oddity that I do not participate in. I call it soda, thanks. Less confusion that way.

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