Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Our New Pets

I decided today that I am not going to whine about the 41 points I consumed before dinner. I am just going to file that under look it up before you you eat it. I am fell into the Chipotle trap and I thought I was a being so good. Eh. Waddaya gonna do? Live and learn. At least I walked on my lunch hour today for 40 minutes.

I have mentioned before that our pooch is sick and may not be long for this world. It is funny how many times that I have actually said that "this is it"....then she lives for another year. I am grateful we still have her and the boys are thrilled that they have their dog.

Since we know that the inevitable is coming, we got them transition pets. Yes, I bribed the squirrels to come to our yard by giving them critter food and peanuts. I am so smart; free pets that do not come in the house! I can't take the credit on this one. My mother is a squirrel fanatic and she has had "pet" squirrels for years.

They boys have a blast feeding their squirrels. They even have named them. The white one is "Pigger" and the gray one is "Alvin". Pigger is named after his Grandmothers beloved squirrel that would frequent her begging for peanuts. Pigger unfortunately had an early demise as it came face to face with the grill of a car. My mother still gets weepy thinking about her. Alvin is named after Alvin the Chipmunk. After 15 minutes of arguing with a 4 year old that squirrels were not chipmunks....I gave up and we had an Alvin.

These little bastards are greedy hoarders. My husband put a block of critter food out there for them to enjoy. As soon as we were out of their sight, "Alvin" was dragging the entire block of food away. That got my hubby fired up and he went out there to nailed it to the fence. All I am saying is that we have some crazy ass squirrels because he broke the block free and took it far far away. Now they are on a diet of peanuts and they come to the deck begging for them. What did we start????!!! Clearly we have too much time on our hands.

Enjoy the creepy pet pictures below.....

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Monday, September 29, 2008

Is it Monday Already?

I can't get moving this morning. I have the windows open and the cool air is coming in. It is the perfect day to stay in bed, or at least sleep in until 7:00AM. *dramatic sigh* That is not going to happen. I will at least pay a visit to Blog Land before my days really gets moving.

Here is the good, bad, and the ugly weekend recap.

The Good:

I lost 2.2lbs at Weight Watchers on Friday.

The Bad:

I was so overscheduled this weekend that I decided not to workout.

The Ugly:

I had a little too much fun catching up with my girlfriend on Saturday night that I was worthless on Sunday. Momma's head was killing her! Damn that Two Buck Chuck.

I didn't fall off the wagon this weekend but I was not strict following the program. I still journaled and I watched my portion sizes, but I did over over my daily allotment. I am back to being at it today. I know from my previous attempts on Weight Watchers that if I am too strict and too by the book that I am just setting myself up for failure.

Today's big goal is to sit down and and make a schedule so I can keep my sanity. I cannot go on being this frazzled all the time. I am also going to take Baby Diva on a walk while the other two are in school.

I am still catching up with everyone. I hope everyone had a great weekend!

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Thursday and Not Much to Say

This is probably a first for me, but I don't have to say. My week has been a little on the insane side but I have decided that I enjoy having a full plate. It keeps me out of trouble.

Weight Watchers is going very well. I have my first weigh in tomorrow. I am pretty sure that I will be down at least a little bit. I am clearly in the honeymoon period right now and it seems easy. I will probably be whining in a few days how bad it sucks, but for now it is going well.

I gave blood on Tuesday. It was pretty non-eventful. I didn't pass out or anything....this time. I did however have the freakiest person draining my bodily fluids. Her name was Heather, Heather with a crew cut. Heather with a crew cut was a very angry person. As she was gathering my information she paused her typing and out of the blue, starting in about the government. She was on a tirade about every issue facing the economy. I was about to poop my pants because she was about to stick me with a big big big needle. She just kept talking while she jabbed me. I got an earful and my arm got a bruise. Ouch. My piece of advice to those donating blood would be if the person helping you seems a bit abrasive, wait for someone else. Why do I always get the freaks?

I have still been walking everyday. I am hesitant to start running again because I am having some more pain. I am waiting to get it checked out by the doctor before I work my way up to running for any length of time. I seem to get to a certain level of fitness and then I get sidelined. Am I waiting. It does bum me out though because I am really starting to lose the feeling of being a runner.

That is all I have. I am going through blog withdrawal and I hope to catch up on my reading tonight.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Pulling out the Skinnier than I am Now Pics..

Now that I am officially on the Weight Watching bandwagon I am doing everything I can think of to make this my last time going through the program. I pulled out my old program materials and reviewed my notes and journals. I looked at recent pictures that are screaming to be burned. Then I pulled out my photos of when I was well on my way to goal. Even though I had some more weight to lose I was getting pretty comfortable in my own skin.

The Motivational Photo
This photo was taken in May 2006 right before a race. I was about 10lbs from goal and I was starting to feel great. I could shop in normal stores and buy regular sizes. I was about a size 10 here. This picture is on my fridge to be my motivation to stay away from the ice cream.

A Tale of a Fat Bridesmaid

The photo of me in the dress is my proudest accomplishment to date...this one even out does finishing my first marathon. OK..that might be pushing it but the fact that this dress ended up on my body was nothing short of a miracle.

I was a bridesmaid in my friend Carly's wedding. We had originally ordered dresses from Ann Taylor and I was beyond thrilled because for the first time in my life I was able to shop there. Not only was I able to shop there, I bought I size 10 dress! I don't know what the reason was but the Ann Taylor dresses were not going to work out for the wedding so my friend picked another dress. This was to be ordered directly from the bridal shop.

I was bummed about my first purchase from Ann Taylor not going to work out, but I was excited about the idea of not have to pay for extra material for a bridesmaid dress just because I was fat. We didn't have a lot of time to get measured and unfortunately I didn't go in to get officially sized. I knew that these dresses ran small from my many experiences as a bridesmaid, so I ordered up 2 sizes. I thought I was being so smart knowing that these dresses ran small.

The dresses were delivered and I went to try it on. I was gleeful because I had been following Weight Watchers and I dropped a few more pounds since we ordered the dresses. I was sure that this dress would fall off of me. I couldn't get it on fast enough....but then I couldn't get it on at all. The zipper would even come close to zipping. That is when I had a full blown meltdown and everyone in the world knew about my dress dilemma.

The wedding was a month away. The bride had no clue of my issue and I had to lose several inches to get into this dress. The shitty part of bridesmaid dresses is that once you order, it is yours. Now I was stuck with this dress. I couldn't order another because it took 8 weeks to deliver. I did what every rational person does and I tried on the dress every day and Googled Anorexia tips. The eating disorder just wasn't going to work for me. I just spend a good chunk of change on braces and I wanted to keep my teeth. I was out of options so I just stuck with Weight Watchers like I was supposed to and a month later I fit into the dress and it worked out wonderful.*

*It didn't really work out wonderful. I tried on the dress one too many times and the zipper got stuck. My hubby came up with pliers and we had to break the damn thing to get it off. I was off to the tailor to get a new zipper the next day!

**what you don't see in the photo is the ginormous underwear holding all the fat in place. Also at one point I had to take the dress off to breathe. I looked good for photos and that was all that mattered.

I shared this story about the dress because I reviewed my notes from that time period and I didn't have to do anything dramatic to shed a few lbs. I still had my junk food fixes and I still had my cocktails. The three things that stood out to me the most in my journal was:
1. The fact that I kept a journal
2. I was religious about exercise
3. I made sensible choices MOST of the time but splurged when I wanted to. When I splurged, I got right back on track.

I am going to do what I did then and hope for similar results!

Today's Workout
I walked 4.36 miles whilst pushing Baby Diva. I felt great when I was done, but I would rather be running.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Back at it for the 100th Time

Today I took the plunge and signed up for Weight Watchers. I am going to meetings and stepping on what I refer to as the cattle scale. I hate to admit this, but I can't do it on my own. I had success with the program before so I know I can do it again. It just kills me that I have to pay someone to track my weight loss and tell me things that should be common sense. The money is just one of the many reasons I want to succeed this time.

My girlfriend Lisa and I signed up about the same time. We decided to try the "Mom and Me" meeting. It was not quite as nice as enjoying a quiet meeting without kids but it is great to have that option. To shut my kids up during the meeting I shoved a bag of Goldfish at them. I wonder what the leader thought of my pushing food on my kids at a meeting for people who have food issues.

I am glad I went to the meeting. The topic today was negative self talk. I am notorious for beating myself up to the point that I really do fail. I am going to be working on that, among other things. When you look at the cost of meeting, I guess it is cheap therapy. Ha!

The scale read out was not as bad as I thought it was going to be BUT I have a significant amount of weight to lose. I have lost count how many times I have started WW. I know what I need to do to have the success, so I am doing it. Please bear with me as I detox off the crap in my diet.

How did it come to be that weekends are crazier than weekdays? I am bracing myself for a tornado of activities. I always hated the people that said things like "You think you are busy now....wait until you have kids"....ugh they were right. I feel like I need a clone of myself.

Hope everyone has a great weekend!

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

I LOVE Target!

Who doesn't love a trip to Target. I am a self proclaimed junkie that is in need a a 12 step program.
They have everything a person could want.....literally.

On my most recent visit to Target, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw this and this. I did take photos with my camera phone but they are a little blurry. I had to stop when an older couple and an employee walked by.....I didn't want to out myself as a total pervert. In true Carly fashion, I giggled and and laughed the whole time. What is even funnier is that I had to pull the information up online on Target's site and there are reviews for these products!!! Target.com really has a wide variety of *ahem* personal massagers. The REALLY have everything!

This is damn good reason to get a Red Card and start accumulating those points!

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Irritability, Sadness, and a New Hair Cut

I have started several blog post but could not seem to finish one. I have been so irritable lately that I want to jump out of my skin and scratch people's eyes out. I could not subject anyone to my ranting and raving so I just sat on my hands and let the feeling pass. There really wasn't any thing that prompted the extreme bitchiness it just was a mixture of things. Everyone and everything was pissing me off . I have been up to my ears with work and can't seem to make any headway. That feeling has passed for the most part and now I have moved on to being sad.

The sadness is coming from my dog. She has be sick for a very long time and now she is starting to go downhill pretty fast. She is getting so bad that my husband and I started the talks about having to put her down. Even the boys are noticing how she is not right. My oldest asked if the dog was going to die. My husband explained to him what will most likely happen happen to her. After that little conversation I had two sobbing little boys. I broke my heart. It amazing how sad I am about this dog, especially when she is referred to as "numbnuts" and "damn dog". I know they can't be with us forever, so we will cherish the good, bad, and ugly memories. If you have read the book "Marley and Me" that is our story with this dog.

On a much lighter note...I finally got my hair cut. I think this is what pulled me out of my irritation funk. Matthew my stylist said "Look, no more Mrs. Brady mullet". I am still laughing my ass off. I am in the process of growing out my hair and the back of my hair got the flip like, well....Mrs. Brady.

I have been working out here and there. Sunday I did a 4 mile run/walk in about an hour. Monday and Tuesday were just walking days. Today I haven't done anything....yet. On Friday I am dragging my fat ass into a Weight Watchers meeting. A bunch of us are making the commitment together. All I have to say .....IT IS ON BEYOTCH! A little competition is always good for kick starting the mojo!

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Self-Imposed Lock Down

It is a gloomy, rainy day. It is the perfect day to just lay around, wrapped in a blanket watching movies. We only have two televisions in the house; one is being used to entertain the kids and the other one is entertaining my husband. I grabbed my laptop and headed to my room and shut the door. I am taking a timeout to be lazy for a bit. I want to catch up on email, blogs, and stalk people on Facebook (Crackbook).

My day wasn't supposed to be like this. My parents came to watch the boys' play soccer and football and then we were going to the Renaissance Festival for Wine Day. It was raining so we nixed that idea. I was bummed the weather didn't cooperate for "Ren Fest". Oh well no wine out of my wench mug this year or laughing at men in tights. Next year.

Canceled plans are not always a bad thing. I am in my glory being lazy right now. I just texted my husband to bring me a glass of wine. I might be pushing my luck right now as I hear him starting to lose his mind dealing with over tired kids. Maybe he can make them wait on me. I am off to mindless surfing! Hope everyone has had a great weekend.

Viv, I hope you are OK and out of Ike's path.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Bad Food Choices and Even Worse Preschool Choice

Yesterday I made some of the worst food choices. They are so bad I have to share them. After reviewing my food log, I can conclude that I have a bit of a carbohydrate addiction.

Breakfast 1
Kashi granola bar

Breakfast 2
A piece of orgasm cake* the size of my head
(*orgasm cake=chocolate Costco sheet cake with cream cheese mousse filling and chocolate frosting....I am easy)

Panera Asiago Roast Beef Sammy (half)
Creamy Tomato Soup (15 grams of fat!!!!!)

Snickers (it said on the package it was a substantial snack)

Mini bacon cheeseburgers
2 beers (lite beer)

Yesterday was my insane day. I left the house at 6:15 and did not return until 11pm. I have a few days like this every month and if I do not plan ahead a little bit, I will packing on the weight. Lesson learned, I will pack some food the night before. The worst part was I didn't get my walk in with "Sarge the speed demon" at lunch. The only exercise I got was walking up the flights of stairs a couple of times. It is a new little routine we are doing to get off our butts and procrastinate working for a few minutes.

School Corner
Today is the first day of the parent involvement day at my son's preschool. For the first hour we do projects with our kids and then the parents split off and go to a parent education group. I have been in the class now for 2 years. The first 2 years was because I loved the teacher and this year I didn't get off my ass and register for normal drop 'em and leave 'em preschool. So now I am stuck with the following parent types:

1. The possessive mom. She refers to her child as "My (insert child's name)". example...."My Charlie plays soccer" "My Charlie loves school"

2. The overprotective mom. She doesn't let her child watch TV, eat junk food, she follows her child on the playground, and picks and chooses their friends. (thankfully this type stays far away from my kiddos)

3. The drama mama. Nothin' but drama in their life. Someone always has an issue.

4. The slutty mom. This is the mom that comes to preschool in short skirts and boobie shirts. FYI....preschool boys really do notice boobies.

5. The mom the won't shut up. Zip it. I don't want or need your unsolicited advice.

6. The annoying mother. I couldn't think of a better title for this one. She is whiny, and repeats questions to her kids in a whiny tone. "Lily, do you want your coat honey", "Lily, what sound does a dog make", "Lily, what is that over there". STFU lady!!

And finally....
7. The slacker mom. **adjusting my crown** I simply send my kids to preschool to get out of my hair for 2 hours and so they can play with their friends. Kindergarten prep? who cares! Parent ed? who cares (especially being as perfect as I am). Ha!

It is going to be a long long year. At least I will have lots to blog about. I am catty like that.

Have a good weekend. No workouts today unless obsessive cleaning counts for something.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Carly's Public Service Announcements

1. Wearing jeans on a 4 mile brisk walk is not ever recommended unless you want severe undercarriage chaffing. *walking like a cowboy*

2. Eating stuff that tastes "off" might be an indication that the food spoiled and you can plan on being on the toilet the rest of the day. *ugh*

Yesterday's walk was great. We did 4 miles during our lunch hour. I only changed my shirt and wore my blue jeans out for this stroll. Not smart. I could have started a forest fire with the friction from my thighs.

Today's walk was nice. Not as fast but still feel like I worked hard. I did 2.11 in 34 minutes. The only running I did was to dodge oncoming vehicles.

Other Randomness
I love September. The students return and it makes for great humor. On our walk yesterday, I was laughing the whole time. Freshman, gotta love 'em!!!!** Here are a few helpful tips for the new kids on the block.

1. There will be none of this "on your left" stuff when you are riding a bike on a pedestrian sidewalk. There is a bike path 2 feet from the sidewalk. No need to run down walkers.

2. Texting and walking. You are going to trip and fall and I am going to laugh my ass off.

3. Ladies....just because something is made in your size does not mean you should wear it.

4. Another one for the ladies, pull your pants up. As much as I love seeing your back tats, your ass crack is not that attractive (especially while riding your bike).

**I was a Freshman once and did stupid stuff all the time. I think that is my ticket to make fun of the noobs.

That is all the random BS I have for today.

Monday, September 8, 2008

Hi, My Name is Sasquatch

I have a hang up and it is my big feet. I SHOULD have big feet as I am 5'9". But I can't help but feel like my shoes look more like skis rather than a fashionable addition to my wardrobe. For years I have been between a size 9.5 and 10. When I purchased my new running shoes, I completely rationalized the size 10.5's by saying it was the brand. Last year I noticed my shoes felt tight. Too small might be a better choice of words. I was in complete denial that these things could get any bigger.

I know my foot issues I am having are caused by wearing my "sensible" loafers that were snug all last year. I am paying the price for being vain. Three pregnancies has caused my already large feet to get even larger. There I said it and now I need to do something about it like get shoes that fit properly.

I set out to purchase non-fugly shoes that fit this past weekend. I ended up finding 2 pair but returned them after trying them on at home and walking in them. I felt like the ugly step sisters in Cinderella trying on the glass slipper. I know I am not the only one with large feet, but it is just embarrassing not be able to shop in a regular store for shoes. I have browsed the "10 and up" racks and it is slim pickins. I wonder where drag queens shop? That would be an option, however, how I am going to explain coming to work in clear plastic platform stripper shoes? "Um...they were the only ones in my size and they go with everything." I put my Google skills to work and found a quite a few sites that cater to women with well endowed paws. I laughing at this site. It is for "women that leave a larger footprint". *Sigh* I guess I will have to give this a shot as I cannot do anything about the size of my feet.

It was an exciting day here as #2 started pre-school today! He is very proud of his Transformer backpack. I am looking forward to a couple of hours with just Baby Diva while he burns off some energy at school.

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No running this past weekend, just a lot of walking. I will be do a lot of walking with short runs this week.

I have a non-scale victory, my fat jeans fit! They are snug, but they are relatively comfortable. I can't wait to throw these things out when they are too big.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Fabulous Friday!


What a crazy week it has been at the Casa de Chubby! I am ready for the weekend....even though it is a busy one hauling my kids around to their respective sporting events. This week of school starting has been surreal for me. I need a couple of more weeks before I have this routine down. I think I need to give my van a funky name as I feel like I am living in it these days with all the pick up and drop offs.

It has been a productive day for me. I ran, I went to the dentist, took #2 to his preschool fall meet and greet with his teacher, delivered wedding photos, and had lunch with co-workers. Not a bad list for it only being 2:30 in the afternoon. I earned my bottle of wine I am planning on having tonight!

I am so ready for #2 to start school. Man that kid is something and I have a feeling this kid will either be president or raising money for his bail. His teacher has her hands full. Ay yi yi. He marched into the classroom today and started lecturing her how he didn't like the room set up and that she needed to change it back like they had it last year. Thankfully she has a sense of humor, lord knows she will need it with him.

I got up this morning and did a run/walk around the hood. I ran for a good mile or so and then I walked it in. I happy that I can go a mile without stopping, but I ran today slow. I need to recalibrate G-man because I think it is almost .25 off. Total mileage today was 2.25 according to GMaps Pedometer.

I was out early again to do a neighborhood freak hunt. No freaks today, but I did see a horrible accident. I am not an accident stalker, but I saw a kid laying on the ground and it appeared that he was hit by a car while he was on his bike. There was a woman just weeping at the scene and there were 2 ambulances and a ton of cops. I don't know if it was the child's mother or if the woman crying was the one driving the vehicle. It was a horrible thing to see this morning and I hope the little guy is going to be OK. I switched up my route a bit to nonchalantly walk by the scene to see if I could get more info, but everyone had gone. I was a bit shaken by that scene today.

I am off to pick up #1 from kindergarten and then I am counting the minutes until my happy hour begins! TGIF!

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Firsts on the Third

My first born started his first day of Kindergarten today. He will be going to school all day everyday. Did I cry? Not one tear! I was giddy with excitement as I pulled out of the school's parking lot. I know it sounds cruel but he was sooooo exited to go to school. How can I be sad about that? He was even fighting me taking pictures of his first day. I made him pose with his new Hulk back pack. He just rolled his eyes. I didn't realize the attitude started at 6 years old.

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I know his little brother is excited that he is at school today because he came home played with his toys and took charge of the remote control to watch the cartoons he wanted to watch. I think he is in heaven. I just hope he doesn't get to comfy because I am booting his ass out the door next week. *evil laugh*

Since we are starting fresh with a new school year, I am starting up the routine of getting up before the birds again. I think I am going to have to force myself to do it for 21 days so it is a habit. Today was my first day. I got up (later than I hoped) and went for a 2.2 mile run/walk. To celebrate my first official day, I thought I would run my first whole mile to set the tone.

I jumped on board to do the Virtual One Mile Race. I suited up and headed out with G-Man. I ran the first mile and did it in 10:55. Not bad for not running any distance for a few months. I am back to walking though I will be infusing some running.
I am glad I went for a run this morning because I am starting to lose the feeling of being a runner. I was starting to ask myself why people do it? Once thoughts like that start infiltrating the brain, it is all down hill from there. I am not too far gone yet, because when I was done with my mile, I felt great and was happy that I was able to do it.

Another busy day today. I am hoping to catch up on my blog stalking and figure out how to get into these damned swimming lessons!