Thursday, April 28, 2011

Random Thursday Thoughts

* I have an ear infection.  It developed today and is my second one in 2011.  I don't think I'd had one in the 10 years before 2011, but now I've had two.  Not fun, but I'm glad I caught it early.  AND I may it to urgent care a full three minutes before they closed, so that was a win.  Although I was taken aback when the doctor asked what kind of antibiotics I wanted... um, you're the doctor!

* It has been a Geek-tastic week.  I tweeted with Kari Byron of Mythbusters and I saw my friend Liz sitting by Seth Green (and meeting Levar Burton) in a live feed of the NASA Tweetup for the final space shuttle launch.  Makes me wish I had pursued sciences so I could be an astronaut, but I think I'm not tall enough so I would have been ineligible after all.

* Easter candy is addicting.  Which is totally obvious and yet I forget it each year!

* Mr. Goat and I are going on a date tomorrow.  With another couple.  Out to dinner and a show.  Like real people and not parents of a two year old.  Yay!

* I have finally calmed the war raging in my mind about the Royal wedding.  Part of me scoffs and refuses to partake in the hype.  The other part of me wants to watch the spectacle.  I've compromised by DVRing the wedding which I'll be able to watch on Saturday.

* Today I got to play with a hot glue gun and get paid for it.  Sometimes my job is just plain fun!  (P.S.  VBS is coming...)

* Little goat has been enjoying taking off his diaper after we put him to bed for the night.  Sometimes with some undesired results.  I may have to resort to duct tape.

* My Grandma had her car taken away by her sons.  She then failed the test needed to prove that she could drive safely.  She went and took a class, took the class again and then passed the test.  Now the sons have a bit of a quandary on their hands.  Fun stuff.  (NOT)

* It has been cold and rainy until late this afternoon, but you know what, no complaints here.  We could have had Alabama's weather instead.  So I'll just pray for them.

* And based on some of the events of this week, prayer seems to be working powerfully.  Several folks I know have had good news where only bad was expected, so I'm on board with the power of prayer!

* If you are another mom and I say that "Two is a challenging age" it doesn't make me feel better when you laugh and say "Wait for three."

* I'm still training for the 5k!  It is in just over a month, so it is time to kick it into high gear.  I even ran outside this week!

* Tomorrow is the last day to vote for the Future PriorFatGirl Mom Edition.  I'm one of the nominees but there are 8 other amazing women so please go read the stories and vote for your favorite.  But know that we'll all be moving forward next week no matter who gets choosen, because we are awesome like that!

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Betty Crocker Review and Giveaway

Wow, Easter is a whirlwind.  I'm sure that like many of you there were large elaborate family dinners on Sunday, complete with your family's favorite potato dish.  We had party potatoes, but I am always a huge fan of just about any potato variety.

But short of eating out or those big family meals, I rarely eat potatoes.  Too much work.

But Betty Crocker does make it so easy that I can make a potato dish for the family in no time flat.  Thanks to Betty Crocker and MyBlogSpark I got to try out their Loaded Mashed Potatoes.  The New Betty Crocker “Loaded Mashed” potatoes are made with 100% real russet potatoes, and a blend of real seasonings and natural flavors like bacon, cheese, chives, and sour cream.   And they taste delicious too.  (Come on, there is bacon!)

In fact the only drawback that I see is I am tempted to make them too often.  But it does make for a nice, easy family dish, and since there are two pouches in each pack you can either make one box for a large family or go lighter and just have a single pouch for a smaller family.  And there are nine varieties out there, I am sure that I'll be trying another variety soon.  I'm thinking Sweet Potatoes!  Yummy!

For more information, visit BettyCrocker.com (They have Coupons!), and be sure to follow Betty Crocker on Twitter and “Like” the Facebook page to keep up with all of the latest news on your Betty Crocker favorites! 

When I agreed to try the Betty Crocker Loaded Mashed Potatoes, MyBlogSpark sent me a lovely package including the Potatoes, a mixing bowl, a magnetic hanging pot holder, silicone spoonula, and measuring cup.  See:

And they want to give one of these prize packages away to my readers as well!  To enter just tell me your favorite way to eat potatoes.  I pretty much love all potato types, but if hard pressed, my favorite has to be twice baked potatoes.  It is the best mix of mashed and baked out there!  So simply tell me your favorite and you are entered!  (Please leave your email so I can contact you if you win as well).

Simple as that.  But even if you don't win, you can visit http://bit.ly/bcloadedcoupon for $0.55 off one box of new Betty Crocker “Loaded Mashed” potatoes.

Comments will close on Monday May 2nd at 9:00pm CT and a winner will be drawn using random.org.  Thanks to Betty Crocker and MyBlogSpark for providing me and the winner with the prize package shown above.

Edited to add winner information:
 
Congratulations to Cheryl F. who won our giveaway.  Look for an email from me soon to gather your contact information. Thank you to all who entered!

Monday, April 25, 2011

Easter Fun

He is Risen! He is Risen indeed! Alleluia!

I love Easter.  The trumpets and brass, the great hymns, the flowers, the fancy outfits, the candy, and the whole victory over death thing can't hurt too!  We had a nice Easter this year.  I didn't play trumpet for only the 2nd time in 21 years.  It is a little hard to not have a role in the worship service, but I got to sit with little goat in church and take it all in.  New church even had a live lamb at the Children's sermon.

Little goat and I attended one service together and then I went by myself for another service (Mr. Goat was singing in the choir).  Both were fun and it is remarkable the different things that you notice worshipping alone vs with kids.  Still little goat did well and I enjoyed both services.

After the service we attempted to take pictures in the sanctuary, but little goat wasn't interested.  Instead he kept running into the pulpit to preach.  (Mr. Goat thinks that maybe he was trying to sing a psalm like daddy does in the pulpit sometimes). See: 

Oh well, so no pictures at church.  At home, little goat took a nap and while he was sleeping the Easter bunny came.  Grandma, Grandpa, and Auntie Em arrive too.  So after nap we had an Easter Egg hunt!  Little goat had a good time.


After the egg hunt we attempted some more pictures.   With Auntie Em...

Mama...
The awesome rock in the front yard...
Dirt... (he looks so grown up here...such a little boy now!)
And the whole family... (complete with awkward grip on squirmy toddler)
And then we went inside and had an amazing Easter dinner made by Mr Goat.  Ginger snap Bourbon crusted ham, party potatoes, roast broccoli, deviled eggs, rolls, and coconut cupcakes.  Yum.  So good.

So we hosted our first dinner party, had a successful Easter and an all around great day.  Happy Easter everyone!  I hope your days were filled with joy too!

On vulnerablity and voting

For those who wanted to know.  The voting is up for the Future PriorFatGirl Mom edition today.  It will be up for a week.  I wanted to let you know since some of you asked, but don't feel you have to vote for me.  There are 8 other women who wrote their pain and their struggle into a post too and all of us are deserving.

As for me, blogging about my weight and journey of weight loss does help me, it makes me accountable to myself, it gives me support, but it also helps me see more clearly the effects of my weight.  Whether I do that here or on the PriorFatGirl site, it is something I need to do to keep myself on track.

Sometimes people have said, wow, that takes so much bravery, or courage or vulnerability to put yourself out there.  And yes, sometimes it feels a little to real and raw for the causal acquaintance or complete stranger who may sometimes read my blog,  But consider the alternate.  It is cowardly to sit in my weight struggle alone, where I am likely to give up, binge or forget what I am working for.  It is cowardly to use food as a shield to keep people from seeing the real me.  It is cowardly to wrap my weight up into my introvertedness and past hurts and keep it tight like a blanket around me.

Transparency and vulnerability is the only way I've found of saying "Yes my weight is a problem" and "No, that doesn't make me a bad person" at the same time.  Because there is guilt and shame hidden there, but public acknowlegemnet of it allows me to feel the feelings there and still be in a place of support and love.  And a lot of that is thanks to the community of blogging that is so supportive of me.

I'm amazed, I've never had a troll comment on my blog.  I've had spammers, but no trolls spreading hate and evil.  The only troll I ever hear from is the one inside my own head.  But you all help eradicate it with your encouragement of me.  And that is why I blog about this journey (and others too), because I am more free, more safe and more secure in myself when I choose to be transparent. 

If you are afraid, and believe me I am often afraid, the best thing I have found is to do the very thing that scares you.  For me, that is being honest here.  Being honest with myself and with you.   And yes, I feel vulnerable sometimes, but I've never been let down yet.  So I keep on keeping on, one step, one pound, one workout at a time.

Friday, April 22, 2011

So...

I put my ring in the hat again and am one of the nominees for the Future PriorFatGirl Mom Edition.  There have been 8 other amazing women before me and my nominee post is up today.  You can read it here if you want.  Sometimes I wonder why I put myself out there, or out here.  After all I am highly introverted by nature, but honestly putting those things out there helps to free myself from the emotional turmoil that surrounds the facts of my weight and my health.  It helps me to see how far I need to go and to remind me why it is so important.  And comments of such nice people continue to give me hope in myself even when I am feeling ill equipped for the journey ahead.  So thank you.  If you go over and read my words, thank you.  If you vote for me next week, or one of the other deserving moms, thank you.  If you stop by here and let me know your support, thank you.

It means a lot.  More than you know.

Thank you.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Mostly Wordless Wednesday: The Energizer Bunny



P.S. I don't know why there are a few sheets of toilet paper on the floor. I blame the toddler and his interest in the "pobbty."

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

In Between

Holy week is a strange beast.  You begin with a celebration, but the celebration of Palm Sunday is undercut with a tension of what is to come.  That tension is present especially in the Biblical narrative.  Jesus enters Jerusalem in a parade and he enters the city through a gate that is prophesyed to be the one that the Messiah will enter through.  The Romans are on hand and tense for any sign that the Jews will use the holiday to begin and uprising.  The Jewish leaders are afraid that Jesus will do just that, and they will be punished too. 

And so Palm Sunday is full of hope and tension.  And then there is a three day pause in the action.  There are lots of discussions in the temple.  Legal and theological debates, questions of Jesus, but everyone is holding their breath and wondering who will make the next move.  They are in between.  Only Jesus himself knows how this will end, everyone else is in the dark.

On the Tuesday of Holy Week I sit in the in between.  Maundy Thursday, Good Friday and Easter are coming.  They come each year, a well-known and well-loved story.  Story in the sense of being drawn in and hearing it anew each year despite my familiarity with it, but each year my experience is colored by my world.  I sit in the tension of knowing what is coming and not knowing how it will affect me this year.  The tension of knowing and not knowing, of having heard and hearing anew.  The tension of knowing the love and grace that I've been given and needing to know it again, and again, and again.  Over and over.

What new messages might I hear in Holy Week this year?  What do I need to learn about grace and God's love?  I sit in between, waiting.  I am mindful of those around me and wonder what their Holy Week moments may be?  Will it be the servant love of a foot washing that shows them God's love this week?  Will it be a tear for a Savior giving his life for ours?  Will it be a joy of knowing that death never triumphs?  Or will be more subtle than that and perhaps somehow I have a chance myself to show them God's love this week?

In between, I sit and keep watch: knowing and not knowing, a paradox of tension and hope, in between.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Priorities

I've been thinking a lot about priorities lately.  It might be because I have a lot of goals.  I have professional goals, and parenting goals.  I have goals to spend quality time with my husband and my son.  I have writing goals.  I have weight loss goals.  I have blogging goals.  I have goals for what I'd like to do in the house.  Lots of goals.

But realistically you can't do it all.

I work in a suburb with a lot of busy families.  Often the programs at church conflict with music, school and sports activities.  And parents have to choose for their kids, and often they choose the other event and not church.  And that is their choice, they are choosing their priorities.  Other times families choose church, which is also their choice.  I, of course, wish there weren't the conflicts in the first place.  But that isn't to be.

So what do we do with all the priorities we have?  I know that little goat's needs and priorities will start taking more weight too, as we start having interest in classes and lessons - swimming, piano, baseball, who knows?  But I also know that I have to take the time needed for me.  Weight loss needs to be a big priority in my life, but I'd also like to really work on writing too.  And as it is my job is a hard one to keep at only 40 hrs a week. 

So how do you choose?  And how do you make sure there is time to accomplish your priorities?  I know I could get up earlier but I've never been a morning person so it is pulling teeth for me.  I need to find ways to make it priorities more of a reality at night too but after dinner, dishes, bedtime, not to mention work, I find I am just ready to relax.

I want to know, what are the priorities in your life?  How do you find time to follow through on your priorities?

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Stop everything.



Stop everything. Watch this. Squee and cry and agonize that 2-3 years seems impossibly long.

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit...

Friday, April 15, 2011

My two new babies!

Nearly two weeks after we moved into our house the dryer died. Kaput. We had budgeted that we *might* need to get a new one in our original plan but we were hoping for a bit longer than 2 weeks.  Still as we debated about fixing the dryer vs getting a new one we ran a search and discovered that the old dryer was over 30 years old!

So it seems that a new one was called for.  And then we got an awesome deal and we just had to throw in the HE washer too - it uses a quarter of the water that our old one does.  Yay for being green!  (Plus it holds twice as much laundry!)

So these babies showed up today and I am doing real laundry for the first time in basically 2 weeks.  On a Friday night.  And I am even excited about it.  I am officially old!

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

A Lenten Reflection: Elizabeth Come Out

John 11:1-45
Now a certain man was ill, Lazarus of Bethany, the village of Mary and her sister Martha. Mary was the one who anointed the Lord with perfume and wiped his feet with her hair; her brother Lazarus was ill. So the sisters sent a message to Jesus, “Lord, he whom you love is ill.” But when Jesus heard it, he said, “This illness does not lead to death; rather it is for God’s glory, so that the Son of God may be glorified through it.” Accordingly, though Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus, after having heard that Lazarus was ill, he stayed two days longer in the place where he was.

What a day it has been.  A sprialing-downward day where a bad choice leads to self doubt, and self pity and self loathing.  The sort of day where the guilt of a mistake, or a bad choice becomes a self-fufilling prophecy for more mistakes and more bad choices.  And before you know it each bad choice seems made before you even realize there is a choice in the matter.   

Then after this he said to the disciples, “Let us go to Judea again.” The disciples said to him, “Rabbi, the Jews were just now trying to stone you, and are you going there again?” Jesus answered, “Are there not twelve hours of daylight? Those who walk during the day do not stumble, because they see the light of this world. But those who walk at night stumble, because the light is not in them.” After saying this, he told them, “Our friend Lazarus has fallen asleep, but I am going there to awaken him.” The disciples said to him, “Lord, if he has fallen asleep, he will be all right.” Jesus, however, had been speaking about his death, but they thought that he was referring merely to sleep. Then Jesus told them plainly, “Lazarus is dead. For your sake I am glad I was not there, so that you may believe. But let us go to him.” Thomas, who was called the Twin, said to his fellow disciples, “Let us also go, that we may die with him.”

And I pretend that I am comforted by choosing food and procrastination when in reality they just add to the pain and the stress.  I have fallen asleep to what I want, choosing the path that does not lead to life as it should be.  It is a day of stumbling in the darkness of my own fears and inadequacies.  And even awareness of the pattern and the path that I am on does little to turn me aside from my own self-destruction.

When Jesus arrived, he found that Lazarus had already been in the tomb four days. Now Bethany was near Jerusalem, some two miles away, and many of the Jews had come to Martha and Mary to console them about their brother. When Martha heard that Jesus was coming, she went and met him, while Mary stayed at home. Martha said to Jesus, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died. But even now I know that God will give you whatever you ask of him.” Jesus said to her, “Your brother will rise again.” Martha said to him, “I know that he will rise again in the resurrection on the last day.” Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live, and everyone who lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?” She said to him, “Yes, Lord, I believe that you are the Messiah, the Son of God, the one coming into the world.”

I should know better than to ask the cause or know the reason for stumbling, but even as I stumble I cannot see what it is that has caused it.  The voice in my head insists, "If you had done this differently, or made that choice, we would not be in this place right now, this place where you doubt yourself and your competency and your strength."  But even now, I know that there is still time to step off the path I am stumbling down.

When she had said this, she went back and called her sister Mary, and told her privately, “The Teacher is here and is calling for you.” And when she heard it, she got up quickly and went to him. Now Jesus had not yet come to the village, but was still at the place where Martha had met him. The Jews who were with her in the house, consoling her, saw Mary get up quickly and go out. They followed her because they thought that she was going to the tomb to weep there. When Mary came where Jesus was and saw him, she knelt at his feet and said to him, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.”

When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who came with her also weeping, he was greatly disturbed in spirit and deeply moved. He said, “Where have you laid him?” They said to him, “Lord, come and see.” Jesus began to weep. So the Jews said, “See how he loved him!” But some of them said, “Could not he who opened the eyes of the blind man have kept this man from dying?”

And I weep for the difficulty of becoming who I am.  I weep for doubting that God has not made me "enough" to be all that I can be.  And Jesus weeps with me.  See how he loves me.

Then Jesus, again greatly disturbed, came to the tomb. It was a cave, and a stone was lying against it. Jesus said, “Take away the stone.” Martha, the sister of the dead man, said to him, “Lord, already there is a stench because he has been dead four days.” Jesus said to her, “Did I not tell you that if you believed, you would see the glory of God?”

Take away the stone that keeps me from recognizing my potential.  The stones that I tie around myself, weighing me down.  The real weight of the food that I hide behind, the doubt that makes those same doubts real.   I am trapped in the tomb of disordered eating, of disordered thinking, of disordered being.  Trapped behind a stone that I rolled into place.  "Take away the stone."  Jesus said to her, “Did I not tell you that if you believed, you would see the glory of God?”

So they took away the stone. And Jesus looked upward and said, “Father, I thank you for having heard me. I knew that you always hear me, but I have said this for the sake of the crowd standing here, so that they may believe that you sent me.” When he had said this, he cried with a loud voice, “Lazarus, come out!” The dead man came out, his hands and feet bound with strips of cloth, and his face wrapped in a cloth. Jesus said to them, “Unbind him, and let him go.”

Many of the Jews therefore, who had come with Mary and had seen what Jesus did, believed in him.

Elizabeth Come Out. 
 
I hear you calling, give me the strength to obey.  Unbind me from myself, and let me go.

Wordless Wednesday: Ready to Rock!




Monday, April 11, 2011

Home Sweet Home

Guys, I love my house.  I love coming home and parking in my garage.  I love having space for our books and toys and stuff, even when it isn't all unpacked or organized yet.  I love having a washer and dryer, or did until our dryer failed 2 weeks into our home ownership.  But we've got a new washer/dryer set on the way, energy efficient, less water use, and not 30 years old, so that's a plus.

BUT, the thing I love most of all....the yard!

Oh a yard, filled with growing things (even if right now that is mostly grass).  A yard with room for a garden, a yard where little goat can frolick, a yard for grilling, and bonfires and sunshine.  It may be the end of winter talking but right now even yardwork as a family is fun.  And Mr. Goat is so cute pruning and prepping the yard. 

This weekend we managed to procure a grill and a firepit bowl, both free, thanks to Chris from Twitter (who is way awesome and I'm so grateful for).  So tonight we decided to grill.  We also finally put together little goat's Birthday present, a tricycle from his Godparents.  Between the grilled meats and the new wheels the goat family was in heaven this evening.

As you can see little goat adores his new trike.  He didn't want to come in to have dinner, which is sort of unheard of.



We hung out on the little patio in our backyard so that we could be close to daddy and the gril but it is only a matter of time before we head out to the driveway and bigger things.  His legs are just a little short to pedal properly but that doesn't prevent him from zipping around on it.

Mr. Goat and I were excited for other reasons.  It has been 7 years since we've been able to grill regularly so this is so wonderful.  And somehow I ate better - fresher, real food - when I grill.  There is still the occasionally brat (yum) but porkchops, chicken and others are all great!  We can grill corn, and kabobs, and fruit for dessert.  I'm really excited about it.


Plus, we can also entertain this summer and finally have a place to have people over!  I love our grill and our house.  I'll introduce some rooms and such soon as it comes a long, but right now, we are just happy to be here and getting settled.

Saturday, April 09, 2011

Baby Steps

Friday was my day off, but I had to go into work to finish up a few things in the morning.  Then I had a bunch of errands to run, a house to clean, and the gym to go to.  So I left work and the first order of business was lunch.  I choose Panera because there are healthy options and it was right next door to one of my errands.  Great!  Plan in place.  I do better eating healthy when I have a plan in place.

I am less great on the fly.  So when the cashier cheerfully asked if I wanted to add a baked good for 99 cents I said yes before I really processed the question.  I got my slip for my baked good and my food and went to eat lunch.  Lunch was yummy and filled me up but I stopped on the way out of the store to pick up my baked good.  I wanted the fruit and oatmeal cookie but they were out, so I chose shortbread.  Then I stuck it in my purse and went to run my errand next door.  When my errands were done I headed to the car and thought about my cookie...

And this is what I found.

Buttery goodness seeping through the bag.

Who'd think an innocent looking cookie could have so much grease?

Grease-blot test:  What do you see?  I see calories!


So I sat and thought for a moment.  I realized something, I thought that since I had already wasted the money that it somehow felt additionally wasteful to not eat the cookie.   My brain seemed to think that two wrongs (buying the cookie, and eating the cookie) would somehow make a right.  Now I am not about deprivation.  I will let myself have a cookie to prevent a binge, but this wasn't a craving.  I was pleasantly full.  I didn't really want the cookie.  I just thought that I should eat it since I had already wasted the 99 cents.

And as I thought I realized that my thinking was absurd.  Why should I eat unnecessary and unwanted calories just because I had made an irrational purchase?  I shouldn't, but I knew that keeping the cookie around was a sure fire way to eat it in a moment of weakness.  So I did the only logical thing.  I dumped it on the cement outside the car.

99 cents donated to feeding the animals yummy goodies.

It might be a long time before my instinct is not to say "yes" to questions posed about baked goods, but I at least learned a bit of a lesson yesterday.  Bought doesn't have to equal eaten.  Its a baby step but I'll take it.

(After I dumped out the cookie I went to the gym and walked for 40 min on the treadmill, but I also had cake at Mr. Goat's birthday dinner that night.  Two steps forward, one step back.)

Thursday, April 07, 2011

Spring and Priorities

Oh I love spring.  There are aspects of all seasons that I love, but those first sunny warm days of spring are something truly special.  It makes you smile and sing in the car.  It also serves to remind of the priorities in my life.  Take tonight for instance.  I had to be at church until 7pm due to meetings.  But I was left with a dilemma.  With approximately two hours of work left to be accomplished in order to be ready for Sunday do I stay late and finish or do I go home and go in for a few hours on my day off?

In the winter I would almost always choose working through and maintain my day off well.  Today I choose to go home to catch a hug from baby goat before bed and have some down time with hubby.  Did the sunshine help my decision making?  I think so.  We've been enjoying playground time as a family and going home with the sun still up makes me feel like the day has gone more smoothly even if it is still 7pm.  And yes, I have to go in tomorrow but it still should be only two hours either way and I can coordinate it with my other errands for the day.

But while it helped me keep my priorities straight tonight it has yet to make a big difference for my working out.  I was supposed to run on Wednesday, but work kept me running around until late.  That and it was Mr. Goat's birthday.  I should have gone today but work kept me busy and the same urge to leave the work until tomorrow for some good family time worked against working out as well.  But there is a whole day tomorrow and I will be going out.  I might even try running in the neighborhood rather than the gym tomorrow.  Although I don't want to scare any of the new neighbors!

It is supposed to be gorgeous this weekend, will your priorities change?  What will you do differently in the beautiful weather that you wouldn't do in the snowy winter weather?

Wednesday, April 06, 2011

30 reasons I love Mr. Goat

Today Mr. Goat turns 30 years old.  I think he is pretty wonderful and here are just a few of the reasons why.  Please stop by the comments today and wish him a Happy Birthday!

30 reasons I love Mr. Goat
1. He laughs loudly.
2. He remembers the first time he saw me.
3. He wore a pony tail in college that curled at the bottom.
4. He is smart and has common sense too.
5. He loves his family.
6. He is loyal and will defend me if I've been wronged.
7. His voice is beautiful.
8. His faith is important to him.
9. He is gleeful about trains.
10. He can understand legal documents.
11. His son adores him, and Mr. Goat never lets him down.
12. He knows just what I'm thinking, and knows when to tease me and when to comfort me.
13. He plays a mean game of cribbage.
14. He accepts me with my anxieties.
15. He enjoys being with my family.
16. He listens to NPR.
17. He indulges my geekiness.
18. He has a soft spot for our kitties.
19. He looks good in pink and isn't afraid to wear it.
20. He can laugh at himself.
21. He can name more classical music than modern music.
22. He makes an amazing bowl of popcorn.
23. He can sing Les Mis by heart.
24. He can also name trains on sight.
25. But loves to watch the Twins play while drinking a beer.
26. He answers me honestly.
27. He is not afraid to cry.
28. He was smart enough to come to my dorm to watch the Princess Bride (which he had NEVER seen) that night.
29. He loves our son.
30. He loves me back.

Happy Birthday Mr. Goat.  I love you!


Sunday, April 03, 2011

Moving On

As the move is getting its details wrapped up we are now moving on into all the other details of my life that got put on the back burner thanks to the piles of boxes and paperwork.  So here are a few details about where things are going with the Goat family.

Two 5ks
I bit the bullet and I am now signed up for two 5ks within a week of each other.  The first I am running with a pack of friends (the #priorfatpack to be exact) on Memorial day.  The second is the next weekend at my 10 yr college reunion.  That one I will be alone - even Mr. Goat will be at a choir rehearsal.  I'm proud of myself for jumping in again and we'll see how it goes.  I am much more scared of the 5k where I am on my own without my support system around me.  We'll see how it goes.

For that purpose I started Couch to 5k again this weekend.  Wow, I have forgotten how much it sucks (especially at first) but the 5ks are on the calendar so I have to buck up and keep on pushing.  Week1 Day2 will be tomorrow and we'll just see if it is any easier than last time.

Weight Journey
I put the majority of my attempts toward this on hold during the move.  I tried to eat right but refused myself to add any guilt over bad choices last month.  Amazingly, I lost 4 lbs since the end of February.  It isn't much but for not tracking and obsessing and being pretty stressed out it is not bad.  In addition to being back in the gym (see above) I'll be tracking for WW again.  Also, I'm going to really work on portion control and healthy breakfasts this month.   Breakfasts really do help me, even though I always seem to skip them.  I'll be blogging more about this later.

The House
We are loving the house.  I'm amazed how fast I've felt right at home here.  There is still a lot of unpacking to do (we were slowed down by colds this week) but we are pretty functional.  AND the yard is now visible from the snow so we are discovering all sorts of things as we get our first real look at the backyard (we have a sandbox, who knew?)  Mr. Goat is busy planning his first garden, just like his father always did, and I am dreaming of a summer of fresh veggies.

In addition, we've discovered 2 playgrounds within 3 blocks of the house so it seems like we've gotten ourselves into a great neighborhood for an increasingly toddler tornado of a boy.  And the weather is (SLOWLY) warming up so we'll be making the most of them soon!

I can also see the appeal now of Home Depot and family weekend projects.  There is so much already on my To-Do list and instead of feeling completely daunting it is only a little daunting with a lot of excitement too!  Plus, while I'm still not a great cleaner the house has definitely triggered a greater desire in me to keep things looking great.  Now if only we could finish up unpacking!

Little Goat
I need to take more pictures of him but frankly I can hardly get one where he isn't blurry.  He is just always moving right now.  He's got a cold but in a testament to our pulmonologist and our new controller med we haven't had to take him to get some steroids yet.  It might still happen as he's having a not great night so far but it is so much improved.  It gives me hope that little goat's asthma might be controllable (and dare I say he might even grow out of it?).

He's taken to our house so quickly.  Seriously, once he saw his stuff in his room he was like "Ok, this will work" and there wasn't any drama.  Which, given that toddler's are often drama-filled, was impressive.  We put his new wagon together tonight and I'm looking forward to taking him out in it and getting to show him more of our yard as things dry out.

He's still talking more but some days seem very verbal and others are full of "eh eh eh"  But I anticipate it will click at some point.  It does make me wish that I'd stuck to the sign language more but as a working mom I just couldn't make it work for us (major points to you if you could).  Still we'll make it.

Those are the thoughts for now.  Lots more to talk about and share but it is late and I'm not 100% certain that little goat will sleep through the night due to his cold.  Night blogland!