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So, GET THIS.

Wednesday, February 21st, 2007

By Beth

Remember that post…a few days ago, where I talked about my weight and not being able to find a bathing suit? Well, I didn’t tell you that at Kohl’s they did have these belly reducing bathing suits, called TrimShapers, and they’re a great idea and everything, but trying to pull one up around your "JellyBelly" can be a bit tricky, perhaps with Crisco it would be easier, BUT I’m not saying it’s a bad idea, because, believe me, I would have purchased one, but these bad boys are FIFTY EIGHT DOLLARS. I don’t spend FIFTY EIGHT DOLLARS on shoes or jeans or sex, so why would I spend FIFTY EIGHT DOLLARS when I don’t even know how to swim? (leave me alone, get over it, I never learned to swim.) Anyway, I considered talking to Brian about taking out a 2nd mortgage on our home to help pay for this swimsuit, but I figured I could wear a pretty sheet with rope tied around me, if need be. BUT. I took the kids to Wal-Mart yesterday and I happened upon bathing suits and would you believe they had the prettiest black bathing suit I have ever seen? There were no silver rings in between the boobs and it didn’t have rope or electric blue stripes with gold trim. Just black. Just plain. Just the way I like it. I took it home, tried it on and it was the best I have looked in a bathing suit in years. All for FOURTEEN DOLLARS. (now, please be aware that the price of FOURTEEN DOLLARS could very well have made the swimsuit SEEM even prettier on me that it actually was…but that is a risk I am more than willing to take.)
(by the way, the pictures of women in their bathing suits on this post, are women who are wearing the TrimShapers bathing suits. I don’t think they need TrimShaper suits. cuz you know, they ain’t got no jelly bellies.)

On a non-bathing suit front. Racecar is doing famously with potty training, no pee mistakes in almost 10 days, except he has been pooping all over the house. kinda like living with a horse. Our biggest concern is going to DisneyWorld with The Boy Who Poops Anywhere But In The Toilet. Should we bring a pooper scooper and a shopping bag? Do we pray extra hard upon entering the park in hopes that he doesn’t have the urge to have a bowel movement. Do we only feed him bananas, milk and cheese?

Well, last night, while I was away at my Mommy’s Group, the boy FINALLY pooped in the toilet. It was exciting. Even more exciting? He pooped in there twice today. Could it be? Could we be done with diapers??? Oh my word, it’s so exciting. What’s more exciting is not having to use the word poop in an entry anymore, wouldn’t that be nice?

Oh and speaking of poop. I had another Caramel Mocha from Starbucks, you know, CARAMEL + CHOCOLATE + COFFEE. And I didn’t poop afterwards. SUCCESS.

Categories: Being a Mama, That's Life, Weight Loss

Works for Me Wednesday

Tuesday, February 20th, 2007

By Beth

Have I got a doozy of a WFMW for you!

It’s a problem we all have and hate and this solution is guaranteed to work.

When cutting strong onions, when your eyes start to burn and water…put a piece of bread in your mouth. It takes away the stinging, burning sensation, immediately.

Immediately, I tell you!

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Categories: Works for Me Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday #8

Tuesday, February 20th, 2007

By Beth

…waiting patiently to take more summer pictures.

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Categories: Wordless Wednesday

I don’t even want to talk about. But I’m going to anyway.

Monday, February 19th, 2007

By Beth

It’s ironic that tomorrow is Fat Tuesday. Which means today is Fat Tuesday Eve. How freakin’ appropriate.

Today started out depressing and ended up depressing and now I want to roll around in chocolate chips cookies and pizza rolls, but I won’t because then I would have to clean it up.

This morning, I went in for my Monthly Weight Watcher Weigh-In. For my new readers out there, I joined Weight Watchers on February 8th, 2006, and on that day, a very strong willed girl entered my body and vowed to lose weight and to never cheat and to start working out. I lost 32 lbs in four months. After four months, I met my goal and I have maintained my wait since June of last year. I love the fact that I lost this weight, nothing feels better than to walk into a store and see something and buy it and love it. Nothing feels better than to see a picture of yourself and like it and nothing feels better than seeing yourself fat and thinking, "I did something about it." I go every month to be weighed and I must be within 2 lbs of my goal weighed to be considered at goal weight. If I’m not at my goal weight, or within 2 lbs of that weight…I have to pay 12 BUCKS.

Well, let’s just say I’m 12 bucks poorer. (I missed it by one pound.) And man, does that get my goat. I was very surprised and very irritated. What was even more irritating was the girl who told me the bad news. She kept saying "I’m sorry, I’m SO sorry." It was all I could do to keep myself from stuffing a points calculator into her mouth and walk away. But, I didn’t. AND, she said "weren’t you going to start working with us??" (WW had offered me a job last summer, I turned them down because I don’t have anyone to watch my kids and they pay SO TERRIBLY I would LOSE money to pay a sitter.) I said "well, yeah, I considered it, but…look, I’m weighing in with my kids. Kinda says it all, " I said while pointing at my kids trying to step on the scales. She agreed and I’m pretty sure she said "bye Fat Ass" but maybe that was my paranoia.

So, I went and paid Sheila 12 DOLLARS and all I could think about was how many Oatmeal Creme Pies 12 DOLLARS would buy me. (144) So, I hung my head in shame, looking down at my dirty yoga pants and I swear I could hear snickering. But again, paranoia.

THEN, THEN! To make matters worse. I went swimsuit shopping tonight. Holy Mary Mother of All That is Good in This World. WHY DON’T THEY MAKE BATHING SUITS TO FIT PEOPLE WITH FLOPPY STOMACHS?? WHY WHY WHY? I want to start a bathing suit line called "Jelly Bellies. For Moms with too much skin." Because, seriously, I want to lay in a ball and cry now. But I won’t. I do feel discouraged, but it’s okay. Who cares that I’m going to Florida next week and can’t spend time in a pool, I’ll just lounge around the pool with my yoga pants rolled up to my thighs.

While eating an Oatmeal Creme Pie.

Categories: Weight Loss

Until death do us part

Sunday, February 18th, 2007

By Beth

My Grandmother passed away. And it’s really affecting me. Well, I’ve been okay with it, at peace, until tonight. She passed away in December of 1993. And this past Wednesday, one of her brother’s passed away. It wasn’t until going to his visitation today that I was reminded of the loss of my Grandmother. Not that I forgot that she was gone, you just forget how much it hurts when it’s new, when the loss is fresh in your heart and your mind.

My Great Uncle that passed away this past week was an incredible man. He has been married to an equally incredible woman for almost sixty years. SIXTY. Not just sixty years, but sixty years filled with laughter. My Mom always said that when you saw the two together, they were always laughing, telling jokes, smiling…happy. And they had 10 children. 10 children, who are happily married themselves, what an example that has been set for them. Together, they brought sunshine into eachother’s lives, and everyone that surrounded them.

I told the widow today, after viewing hundreds of pictures of their almost sixty years together, that I can only hope that my husband and I can have just half of the laughter, that I would consider myself the luckiest woman in the world. And when things got bad between us…to not dwell on it, but change it, because it is up to us. It’s time to laugh more often and forgive more quickly. Life is short and sweet and amazing, why waste time keeping score?

So go, laugh with your husband. I am currently reading a book about marriage and one quote from one of the husbands has been sticking with me since reading it, he said "One smile from my wife, erases the strain of the whole week."

Smile and laugh…enjoy your marriage. It’s up to you.

Categories: Marriage, That's Life

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