hugs and kisses

What's new with you, oh wonderful internet?

Here's what's new with me, in case you were wondering.

I still haven't gotten my dress altered for the wedding that's NEXT SATURDAY. I've called some places but they can't do it in time. I might have to go with some safety pins down the sides of my dress. Do you think I can hide them under my arms?? Hopefully it will be a short wedding. I still don't have a babysitter either.

I have lots of grades to enter for school. Ho hum.

It's going to be a Harry Potter summer and I can't wait! The next movie and the last book all in the same week (well, 8 days)! FUN!

I'm losing my motivation to run and to eat well. I knew the time would eventually come, but at least I am still keeping up with it. I am still 14.5 pounds down. I ran 3 miles last night. Saturday I have to run 4.

Here's some random recipe my husband showed me. I think I'll try it just for the sheer curiousity that comes with reading a recipe that must be... oh... at least 30,000 calories.

1 jar Ragu Pizza Quick sauce

2 8oz. blocks of cream cheese

Pepperoni

2 cups mozzarella cheese

Press cream cheese in bottom of casserole dish. Spread sauce on top and then pepperoni on top of that. Bake at 350 degrees for 20 minutes. Sprinkle mozzarella cheese on top and bake until melted. Serve with Fritos scoops.

and....

for your viewing pleasure this lovely morning...

When I asked her, "Where did that baby go?" she pointed up and looked behind the mirror.

and finally...

Julianna hugs the baby...

a note from little J

Dear Aunt WaWa,
Thank you very much for playing with me while my mama gets on that dumb treamill thingy. It's nice to have someone to entertain instead of being put all alone in that little play pin. I love you and I'm going to miss you when you stop living here and playing with me!
Love,
Jules

today in numbers

months until my birthday: exactly 1
cupcakes eaten by me this weekend: 4 (thanks Whitter!)
faculty meetings left this school year: 7
days until my sister closes on her house: 11
low temperature forecast for tonight: 14 degrees
pounds i've lost: 14.5
pounds i have left to lose: 19.5
school days left before spring break: 37
days until Julianna’s 1st birthday: 50 days (yikes!)
days of school left this year: 72
miles to run before the 10K: 124
days until HP Book 7 comes out: 157
days until our anniversary trip: 256
things to do between now and the end of February: 1 million

weekend wrap-up

Well I didn’t die. I totally survived. In fact, I kinda sorta had a little fun, but don’t tell anyone. At least I did it. Now I’m up 50,000 points. He he he. :)

I'm CRAZY

My husband likes to shoot guns. Don’t ask me. I don’t get it either. Must be a guy thing. Anyway, I’ve never even held a gun until the other night. See I signed him up for a couples night thingy at Dream Dinners without even asking him. I figured it would be a shared activity for us to do together (duh - a shared activity) that wouldn’t be so bad for him as say… shopping would be.

That was all fine and good until then I started feeling guilty about it. I mean I didn’t even ask him about it and I just signed us up. (I knew that I could always get my mom or sister to go along with me if he didn’t want to though, but that’s beside the point.) I felt so bad about how he always does things for me and I never do anything that he likes to do really except for watching movies. After thinking about this for a few days I went and did something CRAZY.

Remember up there where I said that my husband likes to shoot guns? Well I offered to go shoot guns with him. I think he was thrilled. But now I’m all scared and stuff. I don’t really know what I was thinking when I agreed to go do that. Anyway, we’re going tomorrow to some safe place (he assures me) and if I don’t die or shoot my toe off or anything I’ll come back and let you know how it went.

Dorkey Chickenbutt

The title of this post will be my new nickname for the weekend. Feel free to call me that whenever you talk to me this weekend. Happy Friday!

to work or not to work

Yesterday was a snow day. We didn’t have to go to school and that was supposed to be a good thing. Instead I stayed home all day and got nothing done. Zip. Zilch. Nada.

I agonized all day about when I was going to find the time to run, what I was going to do about working next year, and how I was going to get everything done when I had a ten month old that wouldn’t nap. I mostly just wasted time. Ugh.

Oh and I played in the floor with my sister, the girl and a bunch of pillows. FUN!

Now I keep thinking about what I want to do next school year (as far as working is concerned). I’m sure it’s a result of all of these recent posts I’ve been reading about similar topics, but mostly it’s just a result of the dumb letter of intent that I had to turn in at work this week. It is such a tough choice to make. I never thought I would be one to even consider staying home and not working, but I’ve definitely entertained the idea since little J was born. I just don’t think I’m the kind of person who could handle that all day though. On one hand I think of all of the fun places we could go during the day such as the library, the children’s museums, apple orchards, etc. But then on the other hand there’s money involved and of course, my sanity. I just don’t know how it would affect me mentally to be home all day with no adult interaction. I currently work part-time and that seems pretty good except that I go to work every day for just a few hours instead of only a few days a week and Julianna stays with my parents. So then that brings up the whole childcare factor with the actually working another school year option and I don’t want to even get in to all of the possibilities there.

Needless to say, this has been a major source of anxiety and stress for me over the last few days and I get sad and frustrated every time it pops into my head. So I think a decision just needs to be made and no matter what it is I’ll feel better. I think I’ve come to that decision although I don’t want to post it just yet.

So on a more positive note, I’m down a pound today. That puts me at 14 pounds lost. Now I only have 20 to go and I am thrilled. I’m also almost at the 10% goal. I figure if it takes me until next year to lose it all then that’s ok. At least I will be healthier and better able to take care of my girl. I’ll also have a lot higher self-esteem and hopefully will be less sad all the time. AND I’ll have clothes that fit!