Friday, March 27, 2009

I am going on vacay pretty soon and I am terrified.


For the past 2 months I have been working really hard at getting the dreaded last 10 pounds off. I am half way there. It doesn't seem like much 5 pounds in 45 days, but I am really happy.

Basically I have done it through, reasonably eating healthy, not over eating and exercising. I have my days where it takes everything I have to not sit on the couch in front of the TV wolf down a box of cookies and then wash it down with a bag of chips. But I am happy to say that I am now at the point where cookies and chips can enter my house and will stay for more than a day. I am learning that just because it is there doesn't mean it needs to be eaten.

Anywho the reason for my post. My fear. I am scared that I will go on holidays and all my hard work will be lost. This is a completely rational fear. Every vacation I have been on since I was 18 I have gained 5 - 10 pounds.

When I was 18 I went to Vegas and I gained 10 pounds. I just can't control myself on holidays. My friends and I ate at IHop every single day. 3am rolled around and we were cravin' the cakes.

I have a plan, and my goal is to come back at the same weight I left. Wish me luck I'll check in when I get back.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Sunday, March 22, 2009

I Think I Need To See A Doctor.

I don't know if you have ever seen any of the Brett Michael's 'Rock of Love, Rock of Love II and Rock of Love - Tour Bus'. If you haven't ... DON'T!!!
Seriously I feel like I caught an STD just watching the show. And I only flipped to it while 'The Apprentice' was on commercial.
That guy must be crawling with various diseases, don't even get me started on the girls.
This girl said she was 'shy and need to come out of her shell', and this outfit is modest compared to the outfit she was wearing during the episode.

I don't get it. If any of you 3 people that read this blog think that Brett Michael's is hot - What is your problem?
I should probably feel sad for these girls. They have such low self esteems that they go on national television looking like ... well, see above pic, and doing anything for this washed up 80's hair band singer.
Yikes! I really shouldn't be giving this show any more publicity, but who reads this blog anyways?

Friday, March 20, 2009

This Could Have Been Bad! Good Thing I am Such An Awesome Mom.

I am sitting on my computer contemplating what to blog about and I hear snip, snip, snip. I look over in the corner of the room, no farther than 3 feet from me and Ella is standing with scissors and 3 locks of HER hair in her hands.

I didn't freak out - I didn't want to traumatize her so that she has issues with cutting her hair - but she definitely got a good talking to.

When I asked her why she cut her hair she told me 'to be like mommy' (tear) I thought that was so sweet. But regardless how sweet , no haircuts for her, she will have long hair.
Look how adorable she is with her long hair, she is like my own personal cabbage patch cornsilk.






I am just glad I was there. Can you imagine if we had been following our usual afternoon schedule, which consists of me napping and her doing whatever she does when I nap. Good thing I decided to be a mother today! Yikes, I would have been sad.

BTW - For those that haven't seen me I got my hair cut. I love it!!! Jill cut 14-16 inches off. I will update with a pic when I get one.

BTW part II - I was joking about the napping.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Don't Be My Neighbour, I Repeat, DO NOT BE MY NEIGHBOUR!!!!

This blog was originally about how people will do anything for a cigarette.
I saw my neighbour outside having a smoke in the -30 degree weather (that Celsius). And I thought, 'that lady is crazy'. So I went and got my camera (the story wouldn't be so crazy if my camera was just sitting there but I actually went and got it) so I could blog about it.

Couldn't quite get the shot I wanted.

When I got upstairs she was done. It was a short smoke break.

As I was contemplating what to write in the blog, a thought came to me. Who is really crazier; the lady minding her own business, out in the freezing, giving herself lung cancer. or the creepy neighbour who takes a picture of it?
Give me your opinions.