Oh I Love a Rainy Night!

Hello, click, click...it's like walking into a dark hall with high heels. No one is here, I'm alone. Since my unfortunate incident with some rat fink who thought it necessary to turn my blog into my supervisor, I took my blog from the world, and the world is hurting, I know it. Anyhoo, so it is 12:46 and I'm not at all sleepy, so I'm blogging. The beauty of it, is that I don't have to go to work tomorrow because the hubs and I are going to the U2 concert...yeah baby, so excited.

My sister's wedding came and went last weekend. It was beautiful and now I'm looking at pictures of myself, some are good and some are not, back on the diet wagon..sucks but gotta do it. I am losing some weight before I get pregnant. Don't I say this every day of my freggin life?!!?

It is raining and it is a lovely sound, I slept too much today, so now I'm up. I know this was the most boring blog, but it doesn't matter, who the hell is reading it? Peace out.

The Cake

Yesterday, my husband made a cake. I think he wanted to see if he could add to his successful baking attempts (the week before he made a pistachio cake for his mother's birthday, that was surprisingly good). I was, of course, running around, making last minute preparation for my sister's bridal shower. With my son in tow, off I went to Bossier, and then Shreveport. The week had been exhausting for me. Back to School Night on Monday, the DRAMA that I endured at my school (read on), and Liam's little music class started this week. So I am really thinking how truly exhausted I really am. I fly to the department store for a wedding present, all I can say is thank God for registries, then to a party store to buy all of the paper goods that I should have bought when I took Liam to his class on Thursday, but didn't, and then to the final destination where the shower was to be held. I felt like I was totally off my game, but thank goodness for aunts and cousins who are pros at functions like this, they helped me set it all up. The shower goes off without a hitch. Well, maybe a few hitches. Like the deli did not have the food trays ready when my mom goes to pick them up an hour before the shower (even though they were ordered the day before and the order was tacked on the bulletin board above the workers' heads, only after they saw the shocked and angry look on my mother's face did they start hopping to get them done). Oh yeah, me realizing I had no forks, spoons, or anything to cut the cake with, or a pen to write the gifts down for thank you notes. And my personal favorite, the register locking up while the party store employee was checking me out on my second visit of the day to retrieve items that I forgot listed above. I really liked the fact I had to wait ten minutes for the girl to wiggle with wires to get the stupid thing to work making me late for the shower I was throwing, nice. Despite our troubles, my sister got great gifts, the food was good and there were utensils to eat it with, and I wrote a detailed account of every present received. It was a lovely shower. I was so glad for my sister and I was so relieved when everything was over.

So I get in the car and get a text from my husband, and I am not quite sure what to say. There it is a picture of his cake, or a volcano I really can't tell which. I study the image trying to find the layers, but it just looks like something a kid would bring to school for a science project. So I can't wait to see the real thing when I come home. When I finally get home to my beautiful sanctuary the cake is revealed to me and I can't help but laugh. It is the most hideous thing I'd ever seen. The picture did not do it justice. After walking with Joyous, picking up and eating Chinese take out, we sampled the cake de jour: a dark chocolate, mock-black forest cake. It tasted really good despite its appearance. I was surprised. This cake that my husband made had been the smile that I had needed all week. This ugly/beautiful thing was a metaphor for my week. In essence, it started out crappy but ending up tasting pretty good, thanks Mark.

Why Didn't I Take A Benedryl At 9???

Just wondering in my sleepyness, why in the world is there a commercial encouraging children to venture to the forest? Not any specific one, there is even a website. Visitaforest.org or some other nonsense. I'm just wondering are children really that deprived that they don't go and explore in the woods anymore?? I just think that is so weird. We lived in the woods, when I was a kid.

Another thing, I'm thinking I missed my calling. I should have been a pet psychologist. I mean are people seriously taking this crap seriously?

Alright might be going to bed now, I'm even throwing caution to the wind and not spell checking just posting...

What's the Deal??

Alright, so I really had every intention of getting a goodnight sleep...I'm so frustrated!! I didn't take a nap today, I walked 7 miles (literally 7 people), and was exhausted at about 11:30, which is early for me. I went to bed at that time, I spring awake at 1:50, and can't go back to sleep. I want to go into my cabinets right now and pretend I am a bear that has come upon a campsite, where the campers, stupidly, left all of their wonderful goodies out. I'm totally imagining Rice Krispies and junk, and how good it would be. Grrrrr, practicing my bear pose. So instead of devouring everything in my kitchen, I'm blogging, so I won't. And although I'm sure this is terribly boring to whom ever reads it, it is doing me a tremendous favor. I'm sure watching Barefoot Contessa is not, but whatcha gonna do? Hopefully I'll get tired soon, I really have to go work in my classroom tomorrow.

The Biggest Loser

I realize I am not one of those women who will ever be able to eat whatever she wants...duh!! It is so hard for me, I think I am a true foodaholic. Most women are. I have lost about 25 pounds and have hit a plateau, so I have an idea. Since I have this little bloggy, I am going to blog about my weight loss. I am determined. I vowed to myself that I am going to lose this weight and by golly I am. I am going to do something a bit shocking...I am going to admit my weight on the Internet and put pics of myself on this blog. Now, I am going to try to get some of my friends involved in the process. My weigh day will be every Saturday at 9 o'clock a.m. Yes folks, I am going to add a pic along with it. I am woman, so I will have my downfalls and hopefully triumphs. I will post a workout goal of the week as well as a weight loss goal. So below I am including my goals of the week. Good Luck Me!! Comon Guys I need your support!! Of course this post is after a day of Mexican food and Chocolate Chip Cookies :)

Workout Goal: Workout at the gym, walk with the girls, or 30 minutes of workout at least 6 days this week.
Eating: Eat only about 1,200 calories per day!

Dinner with Friends

Tonight, the stars aligned and my husband and I got to go out to dinner with a couple we have been friends with for years (well I inherited them when we got married, they are great). The meal was very good, we had great service, and left miserable. This is one of those times I wish I were one of those men with the beer bellies or I guess I should wish to be pregnant. When you are pregnant, you don't have to suck in your gut. You can just let it hang out there, and people are like awwww...not so much when you are not pregnant. After all the dinner festivities we met them at Barnes and Noble. We browsed the different books, got some coffee, and ended up in the magazine isle. Tammy and I were out and about, leaving the men unattended. Chris is standing by Mark and he thinks that Tammy and are are behind him, but there were two other women standing there. He says,"Hey isn't that ANAL magazine?", no response so he repeats the question..then realizes the women are not us....face red. My husband, who never shows a whole lot of emotion, was crying he was laughing so hard. Chris, hid in another isle, it was cute and funny.

I am finally getting better about having my pictures posted, and yes friends not high school skinny pics, I'm talking today pictures folks. I know I still have a lot of work to do as far as the weight is concerned, but tonight I felt pretty good about myself. Good day!

A Little Weirded Out

Ok, so it's 2:58 in the morning and I'm about 10 minutes from going to sleep, but I just had to blog one thing. Okay so thanks to Beth, I have joined the whole Facebook process. I really like it, but feel somewhat lazy using it. Okay, Mel, what do you mean? Well think about it, before these sites came along would you have ever been able to look up a girl you were once friends with in the second grade? And then you find out what she's doing, where she works, and how many kids she has. Plus you get the update on births, jobs, and endless photos documenting all of these happenings. I mean it's kind of like the newsletter of everyone/anyone that you have ever had any kind of relationship with. It is amazing and scary all at once.

Another thing when you look at people that you knew when you were young and you haven't seen them for like 15 years, and then you are so shocked at what they look like, do you think they do the same thing when they look at your picture?? Hmmmmm. Is it me or is Kathy Lee more annoying now than she ever was...I'm watching TiVoed Today shows. Outie!

Back from the Lake

This weekend my son and I went to Lake O' the Pines in Jefferson, Texas. It was a nice little camp ground. What is so amazing is that Liam was not scared to get in and out of the boat. I have to say I was nervous because the water is deep, I wore my life jacket the whole time, as did he. He seemed to absolutely scream with delight with each splash. Sometimes I look at him and think what a gift God has given me...well until that little gift kept me up all night when he realized he was not in his bed..kidding, but I was exhausted today. I slept a while today, while Mark took over. I know Mark missed us, after this afternoon he might not have felt the same way...Summer is so awesome. I hope it seems like forever until school starts!

Farewell Michael!

I had to write a post today. I knew I was going watch the memorial of Michael Jackson today, and without interruption, I was successful. I thought the songs and the tributes were tasteful and respectful. I was even impressed with the crowd. Of course I sobbed during the whole thing. I am not ashamed of that. He was the sound track of my childhood, like so many others. I felt as if I went to a funeral when it was done. This was history today. It is one of those "Where were you when this happened?" questions of our generation. I just wish that maybe if he could have seen the outpouring of love and support from people all over the world, maybe he could have had more faith in humanity. Rest in peace Michael, if anyone deserves it, you do.

It's three in the freggin morning, what else am I to do?

Okay so here I am spewing my thoughts into the night...look out Internet world, Melody has a blog. So it's three in the morning and I'm watching TiVoed episodes of Last 10 Pound boot camp and Bulging Brides. I wish Tommy Europe would come and knock on my door, take my measurements, weigh me, and embarrass me in front of my friends and family...no seriously, I can take it. Bring it Tommy! I would love for him to train me. I have lost 25 lbs of baby weight which has stuck on me for about 3 years. I have been training for about a month now, and I've been doing this slowly for nearly 3 months. I called this my facebook diet. I didn't want to have pictures of my whale of a tail on facebook, with people that I went to school with and people that I have known in skinner days. I did post some recent pictures of me, it was kinda like getting a shot, just close your eyes and post. Okay I know I am insane, and have always have been very critical of myself. I guess since I've turned 30 I really don't care what people think of me. I am my worst critic.



So about the blog.. I suffer from terrible insomnia, so why not do this? On the nights I can't sleep I can write on my blog...don't you feel special to hear my thoughts? So tonight I've been watching old Michael Jackson videos and getting misty-eyed. It just reminds me so much of my childhood. I feel bad about the fact that he didn't get one. I guess I just am very sensitive to people like him. For some reason I get fixated on the whole thing at the chigrin of my husband...who rolls his eyes with each Dateline special or news clip I watch about him. I'm thinking, obviously, there are people like me who are interested in this stuff or they wouldn't put it on t.v. So, whatever...I don't care about you naysayers!! I loved his music and he was a great entertainer and I was so devastated to hear he died. My biggest regret was not seeing him in concert. Okay nuff about it. Heee Heee!



I did my first 5K today and was so psyched! I kinda felt like an athlete, even though I'm soooo far from being one, it was cool. I walked and ran the whole time and completed it in 44 minutes. I think I'm really going to start doing this. I felt really good about myself. I'm also trying to more organic stuff, but today, yesterday now, I soooo pigged out on some barbeque. I was so sick after that....totally worth it..totally would do it again for lemon ice box pie...but not anytime soon. Back on my regimen.

I just realized there is nothing and I mean nothing on television at 3:57 in the morning. The nerve of television. I mean common I could watch a chickflickathon now without hearing..."Mommy, I wanna watch Wubbzy." There are some crazy infommercials on television. Who orders this crap...oh wait a minute..people like me who are not in their most rational state due to sleep deprivation. We end up buying some new gadget that ends up collecting dust because we can't stick it in the dishwasher, totally never happened to me...believe me? You should. Well, enough of my endless babble. There is always tomorrow. My lids are getting heavy and for your pleasure... I need to spell check this stuff. Nighty, night!!