Sunday, December 28, 2008

Stick a Fork in Me, I am DONE!

This year, all of the Christmas festivities took place at our house. I was really nice not to have to go anywhere and try to work around the kids' schedules. The only issue I had hosting, was being stuck with all the leftover food. This year we had more leftovers than any other year because of the plague that struck. It really was depressing to see all of the food we made hardly touched and its only destiny was a date with the garbage can. Unfortunately with everyone sick, no one wanted care packages and the stuff could not be frozen to be used at a later date.

I was really bothered by having to throw away so much food. I thought about all the starving people in the world and how much we were wasting. My inner fat chick took over and helped diffuse the situation. Because of the stomach flu, I didn't have much of an appetite but I actually FORCED myself to eat so I could reduce the amount I was throwing away. Only a fat chick think would that way. I don't know what I am more disgusted by, the bad eating or the wasted food. The damage is done now and I must clean out the fridge and move on.

The good news is that I didn't gorge myself as bad as you might think. I just didn't journal or eat anything that resembled a vegetable. I know as of right now I am up on the scale, but I am sure it has something to do with the massive amount of sodium I ingested. The bad news is that I lacked the energy to do anything physical more than taking care of myself or the kids. I am starting to feel human again so I hope to be out there braving the elements to burn off the leftovers.

With the new year knocking at our door, my husband and I have vowed to make some positive changes with our health. We are joining forces with my brother and his girlfriend to make 2009 our year to become healthier. We have all decided to give something up and to start the ball rolling with small changes.

My vow is that I will not go through the drive thru and I will not eat my meals in the car anymore. Like everything else, I will need a plan. A plan to have a "go bag" if I am starving while I am out and about. Driving up to a window to get crappy fast food kind of disgusts me (even though I am guilty of doing it way more often than I should). I know this little change will have a big pay off in due time. My husband is giving up his daily Mountain Dew habit. I know once he weens off of that he is going to drop 20lbs without trying.

I hope everyone is enjoying the remaining days of the holiday season. I am taking it easy and I am going to be catching up on some blog reading over the next few days.

Friday, December 26, 2008

Merry Christmas!

I hope everyone had a healthy and happy holiday.

Our Christmas was, well, crappy. I mean that in the most literal sense. Most everyone was granted the wish of a 5lb weight loss as we were all in the bathroom for the better part of the week. The latest victims were my brother, his girlfriend, my sister-in-law, my niece, my father-in-law, and my father. They were down for the count yesterday and today. Why does the stomach flu always hit hard during this time of the year? Why not January?

No one had the energy to really enjoy anything or eat much. I am included in that, I seriously did not and still do not have the energy to do much more than watch TV. I have enjoyed catching up on some movies and I was recently introduced to Keeping up with the Kardashians. I LOVE trash TV and this is right up there! What I am most disappointed about is that it is almost 40 degrees outside and I wasted all my energy taking a shower and putting clothes on rather than being able to do a quick run/walk around the hood.

I am getting over the stuff now, but I was majorly miserable for the majority of the week. I kept saying to myself, "it will pay off on the scale". Wednesday came and I rushed into my local Weight Watchers meeting, my buzz quickly was killed when I found out I GAINED a pound. How the hell did that happen? I hardly ate anything all week. For crying out loud, I didn't even have a piece of my own birthday cake and I still gained a pound. crap.

Christmas wasn't all "crappy". Christmas Eve was a fun night before Puking Claus came and paid a visit. Below are some of the highlights from the Chubby Chick's Christmas Party.

I learned that Poinsettias don't like to be left in a car overnight in below zero weather. My mother was shaking her head as I insisted on having it on the table as decoration.

My brother made me a special candy cane cookie.
We got a couple of gasps of horror from my mother.

We were all cozied up by our "fireplace".

My niece texting her friend telling her what an AWESOME party she was at.

I think Baby Diva is having a foodgasm.

Who is sleeping in that bed?

Look, is Baba's baked goods!! She bakes for us and then we try pawning the stuff off on other family members. I don't know why people don't want them, her walnut, raisin, pineapple bread is so tasty!

My brother needed the Imodium after eating Baba's homemade tasty treats.

Even though Christmas day was kind of a bummer because everyone was sick, the expressions on my kids faces after getting a visit from Santa made the day worth it.

Merry Christmas Everyone!

Friday, December 19, 2008

Christmas Caroling Blog Style

I wanted to share my love of the season by doing a little Cyber Caroling....

THAT song is stuck in my head. grrrrrr. I had never heard that song prior to this week and now it haunts me. People were making fun of me because I have never heard that song before. I guess it is like a classic or something. Whatever it is, it is annoying and I can't get it out of my head. I think my ears are bleeding. At least my brother and I have a new song to make up dirty lyrics to for Christmas Eve.

Ice skating went well. Nobody broke a bone. My son got the hang of skating just as it was time to go. I have to say, I am pretty proud of him. I think we are going to look at getting him some of his own ice skates. I love ice skating and it is a great form of cross training. My butt is going to feel that in the morning.

Volunteering went well too. The kids were hopped up on candy and buzzing around the room. The teacher looked like she needed a drink. I really think she is going to enjoy her two weeks off. Hell, I don't know how she does it. First the kids never shut up and never stop moving. Second, I don't know how she stomachs the smell of kindergarten. It is a very distinct odor of unbrushed teeth and 5 year old flatulence. But the kids were all great to me this time.

I have a fun filled weekend of working, shopping, cleaning, and celebrating my birthday.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Weigh In Results

I am down 1.6 pounds. I was a little nervous as my Secret Santa loved me up with lots of chocolate. I could not let it just sit there, I had to try it. I also survived dinner with my son's former teacher and my friends. I got lucky that I lost even though I mentioned in a prior post that I was going to be down with all the exercise I got from working.

The next two weeks my WW center is closed because of holidays. My leader put out a challenge for us to attend an alternate meeting. Since my motivation is super charged from my recent losses I am going to pop into a meeting on Wednesday evening before the Christmas Eve feeding frenzy starts. My goal is to not gain any weigh this week. I plan on getting at least 30 minutes of exercise each day and write down most of my food.

I tested out my new gear I bought yesterday on a walk today at lunch. It was a balmy 14 degrees and my robbery gear worked really well. I was nice and warm. I did have fun with my new stuff running around the office and "scaring" people. I am really mature.

Tomorrow I have a skating date with my oldest son. I haven't been on skates for YEARS. I guess one of my jobs is to help 20 kids get into their ice skates. Hmmmmm this sounds a lot like a volunteer gig. Yes, yes it is. I am a glutton for punishment. I bet I come home with a good story or two of my hip checking a some Kindergarten kid who gets in my way while I try to do my best Nancy Kerrigan. Either that or I will come home in a cast.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

New Stuff and a Trip to See Santa

I did a little early birthday shopping. I went out and picked up a few cold weather essentials. I went to REI and got a neck gaiter and a new hat. Then I went to Target and picked up some new running gloves. I have to say they have a great selection of workout accessories and a fraction of the price. I am cheap so I love it. They had a TON of C9 stuff on clearance too.

I am not getting ready to rob a bank. This would have come in hand on Tuesday night driving home as my window on my van would not shut. I had to drive on the freeway with my window completely down. Brrrrrrrrrr! Power windows don't really like freezing temps.

Today we also paid a visit to Santa. I seriously don't think he will be coming to our house. Notice that Santa doesn't look too happy? Well, I think #2 was spouting his mouth off and told Santa that his shirt was ugly or something. That kid does not have a filter. If he does come, I think duct tape will be under the tree.
I think Santa was ready to boot my children off of his lap. I noticed it was a really quick visit. Hmmmmm, I wonder why?

I can never get a good picture of my kids. Someone always has to be screwing around.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Baby It's Cold Outside


If I am going to keep on task becoming a runner again, I need to learn to love running in this shit. Even though today's temp is well below zero, it is still doable with the right clothing. Unfortunately, I don't have the right clothing. Rather than lose a few digits to frostbite, I sat this round out and made a list of the gear I need. I need just about everything.

I do have a pair of fleece-lined tights that I can wear as an under layer and a few long sleeve tech shirts but that is about it. I need stuff to keep me warm yet not too bulky so I can move freely.

Cold weather people, what are your must haves for running in the tundra? I see some shopping in my future. Ha!

I have also decided that I am going to keep my membership to the gym so that I can run on the dreadmill when the temps get really low. I hate cold, but I hate the dreadmill more so I would rather brave the elements than spend time on the machine. It will be nice to have a back up.

Speaking of gear....
We are doing a Secret Santa gift exchange at work and I got a great gift

Thank you Secret Santa! I love it. It is perfect for my 2009 goals.

Monday, December 15, 2008

My Day in Bullets....

Why I am in pissy mood today:

  • 3 kids with coughs and snotty noses
  • I had to call Santa before 9AM, he has one less stop on his route this year.
  • Below zero weather, windchill is -20 (I guess global warming doesn't effect Minnesota)
  • 1 child informed me he could not find his backpack and he lost his hat and mittens as we are ready to walk out the door.
  • My van doors are frozen shut (even after running to warm up and being out and about all day....still freakin' stuck.)
  • I had to load 3 kids through the front driver's side front door. Not an easy task with 3 in car seats.
  • Frozen doors do not make for easy school drop offs and pickups.
  • I am out of pretty much everything food related at my house.
  • Grocery store is out because I am not willing load kids and groceries through one working door.
  • My bank got a new system and now all my electronic bills are going to be late. I am not happy because their "glitch" is going to cost me money in the form of late fees.
  • Baby Diva is tearing apart my house faster than I can keep up with cleaning so I am not doing any more today.

My husband's "honey do" list just included one more stop tonight....the liquor store. Mama needs a glass of wine!

I had better go pack my gym bag for tomorrow. Sarge is going to make me walk at lunch no matter what the temp.

Working My Ass Off


I jumped on the scale today to get a sneak peek before my official weigh in on Thursday and I was liking what I was seeing. I am down even from last week. If I can avoid face planting into a gallon of ice cream, I should have another really good weigh in.

I can thank my part-time gig for the loss. On average I work 5-7 hours and all I do is walk. I am on my feet the entire time. I don't feel guilty about not working out on the days that I have to work at night because I get a lot of activity. I really love that this job keeps me out of my normal nighttime nibble habit. A discount and weight loss? What more can I girl want?!

My activity today is coming from cleaning, going to the grocery store, and chiseling ice off my windshield. We got a ton of ice/snow last night so brushing my car off should be fun. Man, I hate not having a garage space this time of year. I am so jealous of you Southern peeps that don't have to start their vehicles 15 minutes prior to leaving your house. You guys don't have to shovel the heat.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Photo Friday

This photo was just taken. Baby Diva has found a new love....The Laurie Berkner Band. Gah! Talk about an annoying earworm. She was so funny dancing in her winter coat with bare feet and stinky bear in her hand. It had to make Photo Friday because it looks like I am mother of the year again plopping the kid in front of the TV! Ha! Don't laugh at our ancient tube.
For those of you that have no clue about Laurie Berkner...this is for you.


Thursday, December 11, 2008


I would like to report a 5lb weight loss. I am finally under my starting weight. That is all.

2009 Here I Come!

I am enjoying an unexpected day off from work today because my kids' daycare provider is sick today. I am not doing much of anything today and chalking this up to a much needed mental health day. I am not working, cleaning, or going anyplace. The half decorated Christmas tree is lit and I am enjoying a hot cup of tea while the kids are napping. Life is good!

I have been thinking a lot about my 2009 goals. I got out a piece of paper and started writing my never ending self improvement list. I ended up throwing it away because I only have one goal that I want to accomplish this next year. Running.

I am going to Run. Not just run, I will be a runner again. I hate that I can't call myself a runner right now. I miss it terribly and I realized I need to do it.

2008 was a disappointing year for me. I had such high expectations of myself, crazy goals, and no plan to carry them out. I hate to admit this , but I had a hard time adjusting to having 3 kids. I underestimated how much work just one more child brings and I forgot how little sleep you get with an infant. The injury and lack of weight loss added to the disapointment. It is hard to look at last years list and know that not one thing has been accomplished. All was not lost, I did learn a lot this past year from all of my mistakes.

2009 is going to be different. I am declaring it my official "do over" year. I am scratching everything off the list except running. My running goals for next year are just about the same as last year. I looked at how and why I failed this year and now I am armed with a plan to get in the game next year.

I am adding races to my calendar as motivation to keep moving to the next level. I love running for fun, but if there isn't an event to train for it kind of kills the mojo. I know I said I wasn't going to race until I was ready but I think I am ready for a comeback. Below are the list of races that I hope to complete in 2009. This is more of a wish list rather than a must do. If I feel like I am not ready, injured, or getting burnt out, I will back off training and regroup. For now I think it is a good way to get me back in the running scene.

December-Modified C25K
January-No races just a modified C25k
February-Valentines Day 5K
March-Irish for a Day 5k
April-Get in Gear 10K
May-Bolder Boulder 10K (if I can afford the trip)
June-Garry Bjorkland Half Marathon (If I get in and I am trained)
August-Urban Wildland Half Marathon
October- Twin Cities Marathon
November-Turkey Trot 5K
December- Reindeer Run 5k

There it is, my goal for 2009. I have high hopes but realistic expectations this time around.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

All Dogs go to Heaven (Maybe Even Mine)

I just wanted to write a quick note that Riley is now gone. I spent most of yesterday crying or walking around looking like I got beat up. My husband and I were with her the whole time. I don't think I have ever seen him cry like that. We both could have flooded the room with our tears. The vet came in and gave her a shot and just like that she faded. The words from the doctor, "She's gone" are still fresh in my head. I was so upset the entire time I was at the vet and the minute I got into my car I was overcome with RELIEF.

I feel like a weight has been lifted.    

As you may already may know, I find humor in strange ways.  As I left the vet hospital, I turned on some Christmas tunes.  What song?  Blue Christmas.  Crap.  More tears.  Turn the station. Please Come Home for Christmas.  Double Shit.  Next.  Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas....  W  T  F?????  That damn dog always had the knack for making me feel guilty.  The only thing I could do at that point was laugh because I felt this was her way of letting me know that she was OK.  

Again, thanks for all the kind words and cyber hugs.  They really meant a lot.  Now I have to resume my normal posting or I am going to be labeled Debbie Downer.  

Friday, December 5, 2008

Photo Friday

It may seem a bit tasteless to post a picture of the dog we are putting down in a few hours, but this photo is one of the funny memories I want to cherish of my Big Yellow Dog.
Prior to having children, we actually dressed her up and took her trick or treating (yeah yeah we are those people). This costume was rockin' hippy dude complete with a doggie afro. I love how she looks completely stoned. She really gets into character. hahaha.

This photo always makes me laugh.

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Thanks again for all the thoughts and well wishes.

Have a great weekend everyone!

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Christmas Music

I LOVE this time of year. I have been kind of Bah Humbug because of the dog and my busy schedule has over shadowed my excitement of the season. So today a turned on the radio hoping to get in the spirit. We have the stations that play 24/7 Holiday tunes, it is great for an hour but 10 hours is a little excessive. I have made categories of Christmas songs.

Absolute Favorites
The Peanuts Christmas Song (don't know the name)
Christmas Cannon
Rudolph and Frosty
Jingle Bells-always a classic

Favorite Church Tunes
Gloria (I think that is the title...Gloooooooorrrrrriiaaaaaaaa...)
Oh Come all Ye Faithful
Ave Maria
Oh Holy Night

Oversingers that need to get over themselves
Anything by Celine
Anything by Mariah Carrey
Josh Groban's "Oh Holy Night"

Nails on a Chalkboard
Anything by Amy Grant
Anything by James Taylor
Anything by the Carpenters or Manheim Steamroller....SORRY MOM!
That John Lennon Song
That Alton John Song
I saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus (Unless, you use the lyrics I made up which are not suitable for children)

What are your favorites?
What songs do you like to make up new words for? Come on....I know you do it.

For the record, I have alternate lyrics for almost every song. During family get togethers my brother and I often times get scolded for being immature. Hmmmmpf, imagine that.

On a side note, you may have noticed my lack of Weight Watchin' updates and lack of exercise. I can explain. I suck. I am now heavier than when I started the program and I am still on a hiatus. Not for long though....I am armed with my plan. I have started my 2009 goals that I will share in a later post when the drama with the pooch settles.

*Running around spreading Christmas cheer*

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

I Need the Big Woody!

That statement is reason numbero uno why I should not be allowed to use a public walky talky.

At job #2 a customer asked if we carried the large Toy Story dolls. She already had Buzz Lightyear but she wanted Woody. I immediately got on my customer service hat on and called the toy department over the the walky looking for her request.

I need the big Woody!
I said it faster than my brain could process it. After the words were hanging out there, I realize what I had said and so did the customer. We laughed uncontrollably for about five minutes. What was even funnier was my "trainer" is not from this country and could not understand why we were laughing. I told explained, but it got lost in the translation. I am glad that I fit right in with all the high school kids.
This statement is going in the archives with "I love Dick!". That statement made my boss fall off of her chair. I went in with this exclamation 8 months pregnant. She said "That is obvious". I died laughing. Innocently, I went into her office excited to tell her I solved a problem. Dick, a co-worker of mine helped me and I was beyond grateful. Hence, I love Dick. Wow, I really have a problem with saying clean things and having them come out dirty.

Thank you all for the kind words regarding my pooch. I needed to lighten the mood of my very depressing post below.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Riley and Me...

The time is coming to say good-bye to our pup Riley....or as my friend Uncle Larry calls her "Big Yellow Dog". On Friday we are having her put down. She is not even gone yet and I can't stop blubbering.

I must look like an absolute idiot. I am not just crying, I am weeping over this dog. The ugly cry. The cry where the tears won't stop. I never ever thought in a million years that I would be this affected by a pet. They really do become part of your family and when they die it leaves a void. I am blogging about her now because I know I will be a wreck on Friday and because I have this twinge of guilt. How could I bring my dog into the vet to be put to death? Why can't dogs just die peacefully on their own? She is sick and has been for over 5 years, I can only assume she is miserable. I know we have made the right decision, but it doesn't make it any easier.

This saga started 9 1/2 years ago. My hubby and I were still relatively newly weds, we just purchased our home, and I had just graduated college. The next major thing we needed to do was get dog. It was my graduation gift and our test to see if we could handle children. I researched breeds and breeders. I had to have the perfect dog. The perfect dog would have to be great with kids and be a good running companion. I found one. A wonderful breeder with 8 week old Yellow Lab pups. We made the hour trek and found our puppy. She was adorable and I had to have her.

It was a good thing she was cute because if she wasn't she would have been put down years ago for her crazy behavior. If you have read the book Marley and Me you can appreciate our story. I think I could have written a similar book. Riley has never been a good dog. She gave Labs a bad name. I often wondered how and why these dogs were used as service dogs.

Was she a good running companion?
Not all all. For a sporting breed, running was not her forte. She would quit about 1/2 mile into a run and stop to do her biz every 5 feet. She literally could make herself poop so she didn't have to run.

Was she a good watch dog?
Nope. She sat and watched while people stole our bikes while in our drive way. Did she bark? No. Did she growl? No. She just watched them. Now, when the mail is delivered that is another story. She barks and snarls at the mailman who give her treats but not for criminals.
She also:

She begs at the table, often times jumping up to get the food.
She will not come in the house when called. I had to go out and chase her this morning.
She refuses to go out in the rain. *gasp* my water dog hates the water!!!!
She used to run away a lot.
She is a digger.

We often joke about what to put on her name tag. My favorite was "Riley-You find her, you keep her." To her credit, we weren't the best trainers.

She earned nicknames such as:
Numbnutz, Dammit Riley, and Effing Dog

Through the years she never really calmed down as people promised. She still would get in your face and pant or snatch food out of your hand. Even though she was an insane dog, she LOVES the kids. She always has a warm spot on the one of the boys' beds or curls up next to Baby Diva's crib. They loved her too. They all use her as a climbing toy and she would just sits there and takes it. She loves her walks and playing countless hours of fetch in the backyard. Even though she is sick and crazy, she is our sick and crazy. She is a total love pig and I could never stay mad at her.

So here I sit sobbing, about a dog that isn't even dead yet. then I bust out laughing because of all the crazy times we have had with her. Then I go back to crying. All this over a dog. My husband is sad, but he grew up on a farm so he has been through this before. I have not. Please bear with me during my moment of over dramatic insanity over Big Yellow Dog.

I guess now I can pull out the sympathy card. Ha!