I'm attempting to get back into my exercising groove...
Perhaps that's putting it on a bit too strong...it's more like an exercising ice rink or maybe I could refer to it as an exercising slide 'n' slide...basically, what I'm saying is that there are NO grooves to speak of...
I'm just trying to keep the little pooch at bay...sorta...although I'm not really depriving myself of my soda, coffee, chocolate or anything else that tickles my fancy...
the point of the matter is that I tried running again this morning...ran a whole 24 minutes before I flat out ripped that cord out of the treadmill, sat down, and continued my total engrossment in the wedding coverage of William & Kate...I love me some good royalty!!!
During my "exercise-craze" I happened upon a commercial about a hair shampoo that is supposedly the next best thing next to Sunchips and whoever invented the Cadbury egg...well, I would beg to differ on that, but I listened intently just in case...they kept talking about the natural ingredients, the natural cleansing, the natural non-stripping of your hair...the natural research...good grief, by the time they were done, I needed myself some freshly squeezed orange juice and home made bread! All this talk of "natural" at the LOW LOW cost of $50 for a 30 day supply...I decided that I could probably come up with some "au natural" way to wash my own hair...
You know me...gotta "make it myself"...
Therefore, I rummaged through my baking supplies until I located some vinegar and baking soda...I use THAT for cleaning all the time...
so, what the heck...it couldn't do THAT much damage if I used it on my hair...and so I tried using a big glob of baking soda to cleanse my hair this morning...I proceeded to put my regular conditioner on afterwards...I gotta tell ya...it worked some wonders...my hair turned out shiny and smooth...
And all this for the EXPENSIVE cost of $1.60 for a box of baking soda!
Moving on from my "natural" finds...I discovered that sometimes it IS beneficial to use more tactical and technical procedures in order to produce a positive outcome...
You see, 1 of my 2 external hard drives decided that it didn't want to work any more...For those not understanding what that means...basically, an external hard drive is like a file cabinet for me...but it wouldnt' allow the computer to open file cabinet drawers...This is a BIG problem seeing as I hadn't completed copying and backing up ALL the files just yet...And, I had just downloaded a bunch of pictures from photo shoots and our trip to Nevis...
I tried all the things you'd normally do...turn everything off, boot up again...unplug and try different sockets...disconnect and reconnect...NOTHING worked...
So, then I dug into the realms of my deeply experienced, technically advanced mind and decided to try a very precise technique...
I smacked that sucker silly and then dropped it from a fairly high point onto my desk in pure frustration!!!
WA-LA...
It started running again and I was able to copy what I needed before it kicked the bucket!
I'm thinking that "au natural" is the way of the future people!!!
Friday, April 22, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Your Flight has been Confirmed...well, okay...maybe not...
So, we made it home...no tsunamis, no hurricanes, no plane crashes, no food poisoning, no breaking of bones or emergency trips back home, and no tropical plague of unknown origin...
Yes, I'm bit paranoid, but let's just put that all behind us and say, "sigh...what a wonderful trip!"
And, let's face it...when you have accomodations like this:
Can you really complain? Who would want to? It's like being treated like royalty...while you're still in your cargo shorts and sweaty tee-shirt!!
The 3 full days we spent there were filled with beautiful sunrises, long walks through tropical trees and a gorgeous golf course, making faces at monkeys, taking a historical tour around the island, getting a relaxing massage, spending lots of time by the pools, being served coconut sorbet poolside, enjoying delicious foods and even sampling SEAfood and actually LIKING it, slipping in a game of tennis (for my hubby) and NOT doing p90x AT ALL...
now THAT, my friends, is what I call Vacation!!!
I plan to post lots of pictures in the days to come, but (as I will explain in few moments) my "time" has been spent other "places" of late and so the majority of the images that will tantalize all your senses, will have to wait just a few days more...
You see...as we rode the ferry across the waters from Nevis to St. Kitts in order to catch our flight to the states...besides forgetting the sunblock on this little exhibition and allowing the sun to fry many upon many of my skin cells on my forehead and shoulders, we also were failed to be notified that our plane which was supposed to take off at 1pm, was now delayed until 6:30pm...
Hmmmm...this would mean that we would consequently miss our connecting flight back home to the arms of my wee girls awaiting Mommy & Daddy's arrival...
I gulped down my disappointment and we all made the best of it...hanging out at the Marriott on St. Kitts, sipping Pepsi and munching on M-n-Ms while watching others all clad in tiny swimsuits parading around the pools without a care in the world...We eventually made our way back to the airport, which I can only describe as a one room sweat factory for disgruntled travelers where we all watched news reports of tornadoes ripping through the country back home (which, I can tell you did WONDERS for calming my nerves) and reruns from America's Funniest Home videos...
I did get to take in a nice edited version of The King's Speech during our flight, trying to drown out the wretched noises that my stomach started to make midflight....
If you know me well, you know that I also "come alive" in the evenings...which can be translated to being a tad "slap-happy"...I thought it my duty to announce to everyone that we had arrived and notify my fellow passengers that due to the late night arrival, our time through customs may be lengthened a bit seeing as there were maybe 2 officers on duty as the people came off the plane in droves...they eventually got the hint and called more people into action...we got through quickly, but our night was far from over...
At this point, taking over 600 photographs in a 3 day span, I did not unearth my camera from my baggage, although looking back, I wish I had...because I need to be reminded of God's protection as I basically handed over my life to a NY taxi driver at 1am who felt it necessary to RACE all the other taxicabs in our party to our hotel destination...
I want to point out a few things I learned: 1) there are no air bags in the back seat 2) do not speak to a driver while riding, allow them all the concentration needed to STAY ON THE ROAD 3) getting there faster does not cost less...
Our driver did not go under 80mph through out the speed limited areas from JFK to LaGuardia airports...we "were" 3rd in line, but we arrived at the hotel, checked in and were sitting down WAITING before the rest of our party showed up.
At which time the "situation" occuring in the "nether-regions" decided to make themselves known...and at this point I will stop with the explanations as I'm sure the "vivid details" will disgust you and will do no more to service this post than gross you out...put it plainly...I spent the entire night in the "lavatory" whilst trying not to awaken my husband. I prayed that I could keep everything else...whatever else was left...INSIDE while on the plane, at least until we landed...which, praise the Lord, was possible...
Although, I'm positive that God was just blessing the other passengers as much as myself in that situation!
The "getting on the plane" was yet another fiasco in and of itself, as we found ourselves without a confirmed reservation of a return flight even though we were assured that would be the case once we checked in at the LaG. airport...no offense to teenage employees, but I will say that our "young" apprentice in St.Kitts may move her fingers fast over the keys, but the screen was out of our viewing sight and so I can only assume she was playing PacMan or Angry Birds rather than securing us some seats...However, nothing a nice long wait in a ticketing line at 6:15 in the morning won't remedy!
Needless to say, we DID get a flight and we arrived safely. I even made it to yet another bathroom...I have had the opportunity to see many 'a "toilette" in airports of late...and we drove home.
We had a wonderful time, spent some time with some incredible friends on the trip and though I was anxious to wrap my arms around my girls, it was a little bittersweet to say goodbye to "CaCa" and Cyndi.
Once we picked the girls up from school, fed them lunch, gave them their presents and made them sit through all our 600 pictures...Mommy headed herself upstairs with Little Munchkin to attempt to sleep off whatever "nervous" problem was attacking her digestive system...
And, as I am now feeling a bit better...we're still not completely out of the "woods"...but it is good to be home once again...and so I leave you with this, fairly "appropriate" picture taken while on one of our morning walks searching for monkeys...I will tell you, that after seeing this, we knew we were close on their tails!
Yes, I'm bit paranoid, but let's just put that all behind us and say, "sigh...what a wonderful trip!"
It WAS wonderful...I had no idea WHERE Nevis, West Indies was when I first heard of this destination, but I figured it had to be on the globe somewhere. It's about as big as a point of a needle, but that had no bearing on it's beauty.
The 3 full days we spent there were filled with beautiful sunrises, long walks through tropical trees and a gorgeous golf course, making faces at monkeys, taking a historical tour around the island, getting a relaxing massage, spending lots of time by the pools, being served coconut sorbet poolside, enjoying delicious foods and even sampling SEAfood and actually LIKING it, slipping in a game of tennis (for my hubby) and NOT doing p90x AT ALL...
now THAT, my friends, is what I call Vacation!!!
I plan to post lots of pictures in the days to come, but (as I will explain in few moments) my "time" has been spent other "places" of late and so the majority of the images that will tantalize all your senses, will have to wait just a few days more...
You see...as we rode the ferry across the waters from Nevis to St. Kitts in order to catch our flight to the states...besides forgetting the sunblock on this little exhibition and allowing the sun to fry many upon many of my skin cells on my forehead and shoulders, we also were failed to be notified that our plane which was supposed to take off at 1pm, was now delayed until 6:30pm...
Hmmmm...this would mean that we would consequently miss our connecting flight back home to the arms of my wee girls awaiting Mommy & Daddy's arrival...
I gulped down my disappointment and we all made the best of it...hanging out at the Marriott on St. Kitts, sipping Pepsi and munching on M-n-Ms while watching others all clad in tiny swimsuits parading around the pools without a care in the world...We eventually made our way back to the airport, which I can only describe as a one room sweat factory for disgruntled travelers where we all watched news reports of tornadoes ripping through the country back home (which, I can tell you did WONDERS for calming my nerves) and reruns from America's Funniest Home videos...
I did get to take in a nice edited version of The King's Speech during our flight, trying to drown out the wretched noises that my stomach started to make midflight....
If you know me well, you know that I also "come alive" in the evenings...which can be translated to being a tad "slap-happy"...I thought it my duty to announce to everyone that we had arrived and notify my fellow passengers that due to the late night arrival, our time through customs may be lengthened a bit seeing as there were maybe 2 officers on duty as the people came off the plane in droves...they eventually got the hint and called more people into action...we got through quickly, but our night was far from over...
At this point, taking over 600 photographs in a 3 day span, I did not unearth my camera from my baggage, although looking back, I wish I had...because I need to be reminded of God's protection as I basically handed over my life to a NY taxi driver at 1am who felt it necessary to RACE all the other taxicabs in our party to our hotel destination...
I want to point out a few things I learned: 1) there are no air bags in the back seat 2) do not speak to a driver while riding, allow them all the concentration needed to STAY ON THE ROAD 3) getting there faster does not cost less...
Our driver did not go under 80mph through out the speed limited areas from JFK to LaGuardia airports...we "were" 3rd in line, but we arrived at the hotel, checked in and were sitting down WAITING before the rest of our party showed up.
At which time the "situation" occuring in the "nether-regions" decided to make themselves known...and at this point I will stop with the explanations as I'm sure the "vivid details" will disgust you and will do no more to service this post than gross you out...put it plainly...I spent the entire night in the "lavatory" whilst trying not to awaken my husband. I prayed that I could keep everything else...whatever else was left...INSIDE while on the plane, at least until we landed...which, praise the Lord, was possible...
Although, I'm positive that God was just blessing the other passengers as much as myself in that situation!
The "getting on the plane" was yet another fiasco in and of itself, as we found ourselves without a confirmed reservation of a return flight even though we were assured that would be the case once we checked in at the LaG. airport...no offense to teenage employees, but I will say that our "young" apprentice in St.Kitts may move her fingers fast over the keys, but the screen was out of our viewing sight and so I can only assume she was playing PacMan or Angry Birds rather than securing us some seats...However, nothing a nice long wait in a ticketing line at 6:15 in the morning won't remedy!
Needless to say, we DID get a flight and we arrived safely. I even made it to yet another bathroom...I have had the opportunity to see many 'a "toilette" in airports of late...and we drove home.
We had a wonderful time, spent some time with some incredible friends on the trip and though I was anxious to wrap my arms around my girls, it was a little bittersweet to say goodbye to "CaCa" and Cyndi.
Once we picked the girls up from school, fed them lunch, gave them their presents and made them sit through all our 600 pictures...Mommy headed herself upstairs with Little Munchkin to attempt to sleep off whatever "nervous" problem was attacking her digestive system...
And, as I am now feeling a bit better...we're still not completely out of the "woods"...but it is good to be home once again...and so I leave you with this, fairly "appropriate" picture taken while on one of our morning walks searching for monkeys...I will tell you, that after seeing this, we knew we were close on their tails!
Monday, April 11, 2011
Struggling...
Why is it that when I want to be the most patient...the most attentive...the most in tune with my children...
THAT'S the time I 'bout bite their sweet little heads off? That's the moment I get angry over the fact that things didn't go my way...that's the situation where the other child is screaming from the top of the steps over something that really doesn't matter much, but I still have to stop what I'm doing to rectify the problem...
WHY do I struggle so much with this? I know what I want to be...I know how I want to respond and yet I constantly battle my emotions of impatience and frustration and annoyance.
WHY do I struggle with realizing that these moments are just seasons...fleeting...I won't remember the dried up play dough ground into my carpet in 10 years...I probably won't remember it in 2 days with the way my memory works...
but OH, I just get so frustrated with myself...my lack of perspective sometimes...
These are days we are given...these are the moments we get to choose to cherish or throw away...these are the times that we can choose to be a mom who shows them how to handle life with quiet strength and grace OR how to throw an adult temper tantrum because the dishes are still in the sink and I haven't been able to even go to the bathroom yet this morning b/c everyone seems to NEED me RIGHT NOW!
I WANT to do better...I WANT to be a wife that my husband likes to be around b/c I can take things in stride and bring laughter to the table...I WANT to be a mommy that is fun, that knows when it's time to be serious, but does it with gentleness and patience...
I NEED to be better at this...I NEED to work harder and cause my heart to think on things that matter instead of what just "has to get done"...
Another great blog by Miss Ann Helped me once again gain a better view of my little world inside this house...
Italian Stallion and I are leaving soon for our trip...I would be remiss if I didn't mention that I do have "fear" where anything concerning leaving my children in the care of others, is concerned...I could give you a list a mile long with all my "what ifs"...but, as we get closer, God ALWAYS does this for me...He reminds me that my Italian Stallion was my first "gift" when He made our family...I get so caught up in mommy-dom that I often forget that...the children often come "first"...because, can you really put off the potty when they're squeezing their little legs and bouncing around the room? I think not!
It's a whole balancing act, this life...of being wife and mommy...friend and mentor...teacher and student...I haven't figured it out...I don't know if anyone ever does, but I do find some people closer than others...and I'm watching and learning...
Though I have blown it more than once this past week in our preparations for the trip...blown it with my kids (see above) AND with my husband...I am trying to take each day and remember it is a gift and try to LIVE IN THE DAY with them...not 2 weeks ahead of schedule, not lingering on what I wish would've happened...but, living right now...trying to enjoy...taking deep breaths when I want to scream...cuddling when I want to be alone...
Small victories...I will be content with that for now...
THAT'S the time I 'bout bite their sweet little heads off? That's the moment I get angry over the fact that things didn't go my way...that's the situation where the other child is screaming from the top of the steps over something that really doesn't matter much, but I still have to stop what I'm doing to rectify the problem...
WHY do I struggle so much with this? I know what I want to be...I know how I want to respond and yet I constantly battle my emotions of impatience and frustration and annoyance.
WHY do I struggle with realizing that these moments are just seasons...fleeting...I won't remember the dried up play dough ground into my carpet in 10 years...I probably won't remember it in 2 days with the way my memory works...
but OH, I just get so frustrated with myself...my lack of perspective sometimes...
These are days we are given...these are the moments we get to choose to cherish or throw away...these are the times that we can choose to be a mom who shows them how to handle life with quiet strength and grace OR how to throw an adult temper tantrum because the dishes are still in the sink and I haven't been able to even go to the bathroom yet this morning b/c everyone seems to NEED me RIGHT NOW!
I WANT to do better...I WANT to be a wife that my husband likes to be around b/c I can take things in stride and bring laughter to the table...I WANT to be a mommy that is fun, that knows when it's time to be serious, but does it with gentleness and patience...
I NEED to be better at this...I NEED to work harder and cause my heart to think on things that matter instead of what just "has to get done"...
Another great blog by Miss Ann Helped me once again gain a better view of my little world inside this house...
Italian Stallion and I are leaving soon for our trip...I would be remiss if I didn't mention that I do have "fear" where anything concerning leaving my children in the care of others, is concerned...I could give you a list a mile long with all my "what ifs"...but, as we get closer, God ALWAYS does this for me...He reminds me that my Italian Stallion was my first "gift" when He made our family...I get so caught up in mommy-dom that I often forget that...the children often come "first"...because, can you really put off the potty when they're squeezing their little legs and bouncing around the room? I think not!
It's a whole balancing act, this life...of being wife and mommy...friend and mentor...teacher and student...I haven't figured it out...I don't know if anyone ever does, but I do find some people closer than others...and I'm watching and learning...
Though I have blown it more than once this past week in our preparations for the trip...blown it with my kids (see above) AND with my husband...I am trying to take each day and remember it is a gift and try to LIVE IN THE DAY with them...not 2 weeks ahead of schedule, not lingering on what I wish would've happened...but, living right now...trying to enjoy...taking deep breaths when I want to scream...cuddling when I want to be alone...
Small victories...I will be content with that for now...
Sunday, April 10, 2011
It Has Begun...
The fact that I could actually go outside without a down jacket today just made me smile...
and that I didn't need to wear layers of wool and turtlenecks that cause me to sweat profuesly from my armpits...it's a known fact that I have "issues" with perspiration...I don't think I can claim the name "perspiration" for my "condition"... it's more like sweating buckets...and with the availability to wear sleeveless shirts possibly upon us...well, I'm just happy!
We also took the opportunity today to plant our "spring" garden...It's really just the "garden", but we plant the spring stuff...like potatoes, onions, carrots, sugar daddy peas, lettuces and spinach...
We all got out there after Daddy got the rotatiller goin' and started with our planting...I don't claim to have a green thumb, nor do I claim to actually know a ton about gardening...we basically just try it and hope it grows...
This fact was proven today when, after planting 30 potato plants, I came back inside a little skeptical at what I had just done...or rather, what I had just taught my daughters to do...
I'm sure my best friend from college will appreciate this (sorry sweet friend to call you out:) b/c at one time she taught her entire class of elementary school students how to draw a rainbow...BACKWARDS...
Oh yes, they all had drawings starting at the top with violet...she taught them V.I.B. G. Y.O.R instead of Roy G Biv...
And that's kinda what I did today with the potato planting...sorta...
As I said, I don't claim to actually know what I'm doing...I'm not sure what we ever did without google at our finger tips...b/c surely I wouldn't have driven out to the nearest library and searched out the card catalog for books on potatoes...
Apparantly, my long term memory is about asgood bad as my short term...b/c I couldn't remember which way to put the spuds in the ground once I cut them..this after a whole 12 months after I had done it last year AND the year before...
I put them cut side up...WRONG!
After watching 3 "DIY" type videos from google and youtube, I had to march back out to the garden, dig up what I had just planted and RE-plant it all...oh well...
My Italian Stallion had such encouraging words when I came back inside, "Ya know, it makes sense to plant it with the eyes up...I mean, that's where the plant is coming from."
WOW...thanks for that insight dear...AFTER the fact!
Anyway...it's all in the ground now...we'll be harvesting some yummy stuff come the end of June, beginning of July and ready to start more summer veggies in their place.
and that I didn't need to wear layers of wool and turtlenecks that cause me to sweat profuesly from my armpits...it's a known fact that I have "issues" with perspiration...I don't think I can claim the name "perspiration" for my "condition"... it's more like sweating buckets...and with the availability to wear sleeveless shirts possibly upon us...well, I'm just happy!
We also took the opportunity today to plant our "spring" garden...It's really just the "garden", but we plant the spring stuff...like potatoes, onions, carrots, sugar daddy peas, lettuces and spinach...
This fact was proven today when, after planting 30 potato plants, I came back inside a little skeptical at what I had just done...or rather, what I had just taught my daughters to do...
Oh yes, they all had drawings starting at the top with violet...she taught them V.I.B. G. Y.O.R instead of Roy G Biv...
And that's kinda what I did today with the potato planting...sorta...
As I said, I don't claim to actually know what I'm doing...I'm not sure what we ever did without google at our finger tips...b/c surely I wouldn't have driven out to the nearest library and searched out the card catalog for books on potatoes...
Apparantly, my long term memory is about as
I put them cut side up...WRONG!
After watching 3 "DIY" type videos from google and youtube, I had to march back out to the garden, dig up what I had just planted and RE-plant it all...oh well...
WOW...thanks for that insight dear...AFTER the fact!
Anyway...it's all in the ground now...we'll be harvesting some yummy stuff come the end of June, beginning of July and ready to start more summer veggies in their place.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Lack of Fashion Post:)
I do not consider myself a fashion guru..Who am i kidding? I HAVE no fashion sense...
Me, who wore pjs to high school...whom the other cheerleaders had to beg to shave her legs...what TMI? sorry...
the point is, if it doesn't go with blue jeans, it doesn't necessarily work in my closet...
this can be a stumbling block when going to functions with my husband where proper attire is required...and by proper, I mean something other than flip flops, denim and a t-shirt with yellow armpit stains...(I'm the picture of the professional I tell ya!)
In just awhile I'll be heading off with my hubby for some R&R on a company trip...I actually had fun planning for the trip last year...goin' and gettin' my pretty tops and picking out dresses...
This year however...
ummm...life just got in the way of my "fashionista" (or lack thereof) desires...that and laundry, soccer, snow, finishing the basement, homework, photo sessions, cleaning out the closet, NOT unclogging toilets...you get the idea...
and yet...the day approaches...so I go smart and did some shopping online for just a few items for the trip...all in all, I'll be wearing the same things as last year...but considering I'm normally the one behind the camera, I'm not going to stress about it...
but, because I KNOW my aunt will LOVE seeing stuff that I've gotten and because I love her to pieces...I'm sharing some key items:)
I purchased this skirt: SKIRT to go with an old dark purple ruffley tank top from last year.
I also purchased the black version of this dress from Target, for some reason the picture in the color black isn't showing...so, here's the gist of it DRESS: I have no idea what kind of jewelry to wear with it, but I'm hoping that something colorful will pop out of thin air...either that, or Sweetpea is working on a SWEET Starburst wrapper chain necklace...could be making a fashion statement in the long run...
I got these SHOES as well...I got the darker version, but again, Target must be having some picture techno problems b/c half of their photos are "unavailable" and I won't come back to this post to fix it later...I like these b/c they are different and cheap...cheap being the main word here...
All the other days I"m just wearing whatever I have in my closet already...which consists of jersey tanks, jersey skirts, and a pair of white capris...
I figure I'll be spending most of the days in my swim suit...which I now own a plain black from Athleta from last year and a plain brown from overstocks at landsend...I was kinda disappointed that I couldn't find a more colorful suit this year, but compare that with the amount of actual time I spend in a swimsuit on a normal basis and it's really not THAT important...
I will say that p90x is kickin' my behind...The scale hasn't changed drastically, but my body has morphed in areas...I feel a whole lot stronger than before...which also means that I can single-handedly run the length of a football field with Little Munchkin in my arms as she squeals loudly, "I gotta go potty Mommy...NOW!" heading toward the only toilet in the middle of a soccer game in pouring rain, whipping winds and temperatures lower than they EVER should be for April...
and for THAT (the "being strong" part) I am thankful..
so...that's the plan right now...Italian Stallion and I are in need of some together time...he's been away a LOT this year...and between my crazy OCD and inward worries and his burden of providing and taking care of the family...we are both "feelin" the stress inside...so we are thankful for this time together and for the generosity of the company who will be sending us and indulging us with their foods and sunshine...and the occassional poolside dakuri:)
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
The Love Affair with Toilet Paper
This is a common scene in our bathrooms...
whatever the case...I am guaranteed one of two things each and everytime that I enter a bathroom in my house:
1) clogged toilet : of which I will not touch b/c with my last attempt to unclog a disgusting toilet...okay, you just don't want me to go there...let's just say that I closed the door for 3 days while Italian Stallion was traveling on a business trip and HE got to "fix" it when he got home
2) endless paths of paper streaming throughout the room and/or in a pile on the floor...at which point I start the RE-rolling
Therefore, if you plan to ever POP in sometime...please note that the cottony tissue that you use to wipe may or may not have been lovingly handled by tiny hands in a moment of bliss...
just thought I'd share:) Have a great night:)
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
It's About that time...
...when I start freaking out about leaving my babies for a few days to go on a trip with my husband...
It's right about now that I start worrying about tsunamis, earthquakes, hurricanes, volcanic eruptions, plane crashes, and allergic reactions to foods that I've never been introduced to before...
It's right about this time that I begin my to do list of writing letters, going over our will, checking with our friends and family to be sure they are still 10000% committed to my girlies should anything happen to us while we're gone...
It's also about this time that I start madly cleaning my house b/c I know that my inlaws and other friends and family will have full reign and I do NOT want them knowing what is REALLY in the back corner of my closets or the fact that I may or may not have cleaned behind the toilet in awhile...
In addition to all this, I start feeling pudgy...I feel this way regardless of the fact that I "treat" myself to ice water and salad instead of my Cadbury eggs that are piling up in the stores where I have willed myself to let them stay...but it may have something to do with the fact that my hubby can lose pounds by just "thinking" about a diet and only eating half of the Papa John pizza...again, whilst I eat my yogurt and granola...yum.
The good news, is that all this worry and fretting makes me incredibly tired by at least 11pm, and so I go to bed much earlier than ever before...which in turn means that I can awaken at an earlier hour without knockin' off anyone's (aka Italian Stallion) head in the morning for "showering too loud"!!!
The large white snow flakes falling all afternoon convinced me that I'm ready for some sun however...so if I must invest in coverups, so be it...
by the way, anyone have some "fantastic reads" they'd like to share...I'm planning on taking at least half a suitcase of reading material...that's MY idea of vacation!!!
It's right about now that I start worrying about tsunamis, earthquakes, hurricanes, volcanic eruptions, plane crashes, and allergic reactions to foods that I've never been introduced to before...
It's right about this time that I begin my to do list of writing letters, going over our will, checking with our friends and family to be sure they are still 10000% committed to my girlies should anything happen to us while we're gone...
It's also about this time that I start madly cleaning my house b/c I know that my inlaws and other friends and family will have full reign and I do NOT want them knowing what is REALLY in the back corner of my closets or the fact that I may or may not have cleaned behind the toilet in awhile...
In addition to all this, I start feeling pudgy...I feel this way regardless of the fact that I "treat" myself to ice water and salad instead of my Cadbury eggs that are piling up in the stores where I have willed myself to let them stay...but it may have something to do with the fact that my hubby can lose pounds by just "thinking" about a diet and only eating half of the Papa John pizza...again, whilst I eat my yogurt and granola...yum.
The good news, is that all this worry and fretting makes me incredibly tired by at least 11pm, and so I go to bed much earlier than ever before...which in turn means that I can awaken at an earlier hour without knockin' off anyone's (aka Italian Stallion) head in the morning for "showering too loud"!!!
The large white snow flakes falling all afternoon convinced me that I'm ready for some sun however...so if I must invest in coverups, so be it...
by the way, anyone have some "fantastic reads" they'd like to share...I'm planning on taking at least half a suitcase of reading material...that's MY idea of vacation!!!
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