This has surely been a different kind of Christmas!!
We decided to travel to Kentucky this year. It was decided last year when we had Christmas morning in Ohio. Next year, we'll have it back in Ohio. For my side of the family, the morning of Christmas is the most important. Gat's brunch is the bee's knee's. She always has fabulous food and we get to see family that we see once a year. I love that I can keep up through facebook now. I am so happy that we went because, as far as I know, this was Gat's last year giving brunch. It is too much stress for her without granddaddy. Speaking of which, being there without him felt very empty to me. It just didn't feel right.
We went to a lot of different Christmas celebrations, and we still have a few more to go to in Ohio. This year is so weird to me. It didn't feel like Christmas. Going to my parent's house got me all excited and it really turned out to be a bit of torture and I'm still here.
I didn't even get a picture of Sehara and Carson with Santa. It was too expensive. I will regret that so much.
Well, I hope your Christmas was filled with a little bit of wonderful!! :)
Monday, December 26, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Happy Birthday, Tim!
I loves my Harpo, Lawd knows I do (The Color Purple).
My husband is 24 today. That's young. I mean, I'm 23 and that's young too, but I feel so much older and he probably does as well. He says he feels ancient. I can understand THAT!
This morning I was so tired I forgot his birthday. In my defense, Carson woke up like every hour crying and whining like a little baby. That's a joke, obviously. Not the part about him waking up and whining though, that's true. Usually he just whimpers till I whip out one of the girls and make her do all the work. Not last night. 7 a.m. rolls around and Tim gets up to wake Sehara and won't go get me some water so I throw a hissy fit and turn on all the lights and went about my routine that no longer exists. :P Tim then proceeded to threaten me that I'd have to take Sehara to the bus stop. That ain't happenin' homie. And it didn't. I made him get up and take her. Had I remembered it was his birthday I wouldn't have asked him to get me water and then I wouldn't have gotten mad that he refused to walk downstairs and then I would have taken Sehara to her stop. We'll blame this one on Carson, the poor innocent little baby.
He already got his Xbox. Got that at his party. He has three games (that he knows about). YOU BETTER NOT READ THIS BLOG. I have to save some things for Christmas. He has been playing the stupid contraption quite a bit. I don't plan on doing anything terribly special for him. :) I hope his day is wonderful.
My husband is 24 today. That's young. I mean, I'm 23 and that's young too, but I feel so much older and he probably does as well. He says he feels ancient. I can understand THAT!
This morning I was so tired I forgot his birthday. In my defense, Carson woke up like every hour crying and whining like a little baby. That's a joke, obviously. Not the part about him waking up and whining though, that's true. Usually he just whimpers till I whip out one of the girls and make her do all the work. Not last night. 7 a.m. rolls around and Tim gets up to wake Sehara and won't go get me some water so I throw a hissy fit and turn on all the lights and went about my routine that no longer exists. :P Tim then proceeded to threaten me that I'd have to take Sehara to the bus stop. That ain't happenin' homie. And it didn't. I made him get up and take her. Had I remembered it was his birthday I wouldn't have asked him to get me water and then I wouldn't have gotten mad that he refused to walk downstairs and then I would have taken Sehara to her stop. We'll blame this one on Carson, the poor innocent little baby.
He already got his Xbox. Got that at his party. He has three games (that he knows about). YOU BETTER NOT READ THIS BLOG. I have to save some things for Christmas. He has been playing the stupid contraption quite a bit. I don't plan on doing anything terribly special for him. :) I hope his day is wonderful.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
I'm Famous, Y'all!
Not really.
I read Babble blogs. Well, I used to read Babble blogs, but I find most are boring these days. I found some individual blogs from Babble that I enjoy reading instead. Like this one: http://thegirlwho.net/
Yeah Buddy. I submitted a photo to her and made her Babble blog:
http://blogs.babble.com/being-pregnant/2011/12/16/that-very-first-photo-fourth-edition/?pid=6486#slideshow
How awesome is that?!
Enjoy. :)
I read Babble blogs. Well, I used to read Babble blogs, but I find most are boring these days. I found some individual blogs from Babble that I enjoy reading instead. Like this one: http://thegirlwho.net/
Yeah Buddy. I submitted a photo to her and made her Babble blog:
http://blogs.babble.com/being-pregnant/2011/12/16/that-very-first-photo-fourth-edition/?pid=6486#slideshow
How awesome is that?!
Enjoy. :)
Thursday, December 8, 2011
You'll be okay
I got a twat account today. That's twitter, in my language. The only reason I am using it is to try to win organic things, and hey, I might! I may use it one day, too. Who knows.
This week has been all about Sehara. Yesterday she had a Christmas Carol at her school. She was adorable in it. She had no solo parts, but that's okay with me. She needs to find who she is before we get there.
Tonight she has a Family Fun Night at her school, so we'll go to that! Well, scratch that off the docket. As I wrote that, Tim got back with Sehara and informed me that she has gotten into trouble again for talking so I suppose that means we are not going. If it was a one-time thing, I don't think it would have deterred us from going but that's twice this week and all last week she's gotten into trouble for some odd things. We really have to figure this out. I won't have a child disrupting a classroom. I want her to learn and all of her classmates to learn as well.
Earlier this week we ate at Tim's moms house. Delicious dinner and dessert with Christmas decorating afterwards. Missy got Carson the cutest little Santa long johns with "Carson's first Christmas" on the butt flap. LOVE it.
I also got a package for Sehara!! She is going to be so excited to have her name on some things. Thanks, Connie!!
About a week ago, I was driving Sehara and Carson someplace, I can't even remember now. He was crying, as he usually does in the car. She took his hand and said "Don't worry, Carson. Take my hand and you'll be okay".
This week has been all about Sehara. Yesterday she had a Christmas Carol at her school. She was adorable in it. She had no solo parts, but that's okay with me. She needs to find who she is before we get there.
Tonight she has a Family Fun Night at her school, so we'll go to that! Well, scratch that off the docket. As I wrote that, Tim got back with Sehara and informed me that she has gotten into trouble again for talking so I suppose that means we are not going. If it was a one-time thing, I don't think it would have deterred us from going but that's twice this week and all last week she's gotten into trouble for some odd things. We really have to figure this out. I won't have a child disrupting a classroom. I want her to learn and all of her classmates to learn as well.
Earlier this week we ate at Tim's moms house. Delicious dinner and dessert with Christmas decorating afterwards. Missy got Carson the cutest little Santa long johns with "Carson's first Christmas" on the butt flap. LOVE it.
I also got a package for Sehara!! She is going to be so excited to have her name on some things. Thanks, Connie!!
About a week ago, I was driving Sehara and Carson someplace, I can't even remember now. He was crying, as he usually does in the car. She took his hand and said "Don't worry, Carson. Take my hand and you'll be okay".
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Fat Girl want some cookies?
I worked out yesterday and today, and last week, twice.
Nothing like a fat girl running.
Those first two days, I went outside on the sidewalk to do my business. I walked 1/4 mile, then ran probably like 1/16th mile then walked the rest home. Both times. Fat girls start out slow. Besides, I seriously felt like I broke my vagina and everything was going to fall out.
Yesterday I ellipticized for 14 minutes on crossramp 8, resistance 2.
Today I ellipticized for 16 minutes on crossramp 8, resistance 3.
I probably won't go higher than resistance 3, ever. I don't want big meaty legs. I just want toned legs. I have done it before and I can do it again.
I found this workout on pinterest:
Week 1: Run one minute. Walk 90 seconds. Repeat eight times. Do three times a week.
Week 2: Run two minutes. Walk one minute. Repeat seven times. Do three times a week.
Week 3: Run three minutes. Walk one minute. Repeat six times. Do three times a week.
Week 4: Run five minutes. Walk two minutes. Repeat four times. Do three times a week.
Week 5: Run eight minutes. Walk two minutes. Repeat three times. Do three times a week.
Week 6: Run twelve minutes. Walk one minute. Repeat three times. Do three times a week.
Week 7: Run fifteen minutes. Walk one minute. Run fifteen minutes. Do three times a week.
Week 8: Run thirty
I'll most definitely be modifying that once I get to week 5. There ain't no way this girl will run for 8 whole minutes. Hopefully my attitude will modify itself by then!
Nothing like a fat girl running.
Those first two days, I went outside on the sidewalk to do my business. I walked 1/4 mile, then ran probably like 1/16th mile then walked the rest home. Both times. Fat girls start out slow. Besides, I seriously felt like I broke my vagina and everything was going to fall out.
Yesterday I ellipticized for 14 minutes on crossramp 8, resistance 2.
Today I ellipticized for 16 minutes on crossramp 8, resistance 3.
I probably won't go higher than resistance 3, ever. I don't want big meaty legs. I just want toned legs. I have done it before and I can do it again.
I found this workout on pinterest:
Week 1: Run one minute. Walk 90 seconds. Repeat eight times. Do three times a week.
Week 2: Run two minutes. Walk one minute. Repeat seven times. Do three times a week.
Week 3: Run three minutes. Walk one minute. Repeat six times. Do three times a week.
Week 4: Run five minutes. Walk two minutes. Repeat four times. Do three times a week.
Week 5: Run eight minutes. Walk two minutes. Repeat three times. Do three times a week.
Week 6: Run twelve minutes. Walk one minute. Repeat three times. Do three times a week.
Week 7: Run fifteen minutes. Walk one minute. Run fifteen minutes. Do three times a week.
Week 8: Run thirty
I'll most definitely be modifying that once I get to week 5. There ain't no way this girl will run for 8 whole minutes. Hopefully my attitude will modify itself by then!
Sunday, December 4, 2011
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