Friday, July 25, 2008

What a Zoo!


I finally got a chance to create another kit. Hope you like (download here). I decided to do a zoo themed kit because next weekend we are taking a mini vacation to visit my girlfriend in Dayton for three days and on one of the days we're taking the girls to the zoo. I can't wait. This will be their first visit to a BIG zoo, and they are so excited. Not to mention this will be their first time sleeping away from home, so pray for me that it goes well. We're leaving next Saturday morning and we'll be back Monday afternoon. My husband and I haven't had an actual vacation since our honeymoon back in 2000. It's not a huge vacation, but hey, I'll take it!

OH, thanks to everyone for the weight watchers encouragement. There are quite a few of us! My first weigh-in last Monday was great; I lost 7.4 lbs. I'm shooting for another 5 lbs. come this Monday. The biggest thing is that I stopped drinking dr. pepper, which is HUGE for me. I was such an addict. I had a headache for the first three days; that was loads of fun. Now I'm drinking water until my eyeballs are floating. Plus, I've started working out and walking. I'm hoping by Christmas I should be back to my pre-kids weight. I've got a ways to go.

I probably won't be posting again until we get back from our trip, so have a wonnerful week!!

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Looky, Looky!!!

Looky what I just got in the mail!! I won blog candy from Melissa Frances. It's the complete collection of rub-ons; 42 packages to be exact. Go check out her blog, the stuff there is amazing. She's already got me in the mood for Christmas!!




Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I'm Hungry!

Thanks to everyone who sent me emails wishing me a happy birthday...I was overwhelmed. Yeah, so now I'm 40. Go me. As a birthday present to myself, I signed up for weight watchers. Since the girls were born, I just let myself go and I just can't believe how bad it's gotton. I went to my first meeting last night and I almost burst into tears after my weigh-in. I'm not going to tell you what it was...I haven't told ANYBODY...not my friends, my husband nor my mother who is my best friend and I tell her EVERYTHING. I'm so embarrassed by it. But, I'm on a mission to do something about it. I'm ready. I'm determined. I'm starving. If anyone has done weight watchers or is on it now, please email me.

I'll be posting another kit soon....

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Weekend Pics

Hope everyone had a great 3-day weekend. We took the girls to a parade on the fourth, which they really dug and got a ton of candy; then that evening we had a sparkler party out in our backyard. The girls loved it until Emily got a little too close to Ashley with her sparkler and burned her arm. Nothing major, she's fine. Not a big fan of sparklers anymore tho. Then on Saturday one of my girlfriends was in town visiting so we all went to her parents' house for a cookout, which was really relaxing just to sit around and let the kids play so we could talk. Then we went to see fireworks and didn't get home until around midnight. They were asleep before their little heads hit the pillow! Today was catch up on housework day =( Here's a few pics from the weekend...

This picture is fast becomeing one of my favorites! Ashley was in her "get outta my face" moods. No idea where she got THAT from!

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

It Could Only Happen To Me


Man, I couldn't make this stuff up. As anyone who knows me would tell you, if anything embarrassing and humiliating is going to happen, and I'm within a 10 mile radius, it's going to happen to me. I'm lucky that way I guess. So today, I'm sitting at my desk at work, smartly dressed in gray slacks, a navy top, black trouser socks and black loafer shoes. Keep this in mind, it will come in to play later. I guess I should also mention that yesterday I started my...ahem...woman days...or, I got a visit from my Aunt Flo...or I fell off the roof (my favorite). Choose whichever expression you fancy...you get my point. So, mid-morning my breakfast of a 12 oz. Dr. Pepper kicks in and I head to the bathroom. To my complete horror I notice that "things" were not "positioned" correctly and a stain has now formed on my smart gray slacks. (I'm trying to describe the happenings as less "icky" as I possibly can, for your sake. Your welcome.) What are the odds that it was in a non-conspicuous place?! This is ME we're taking about here. I was mortified. I try and get myself together as best I can. I wash my hands and I try to check out my ass in the mirror. As luck would have it, the mirror is way above the sink and I can only see from my waist up. So I decide that maybe if I jump up and down all the while looking backwards, I would be able to see how bad the stain really is. I did catch a quick glimpse of said stain and so did the guys who were working on the road right outside the bathroom window, unbeknownst to me. I was puttin' on quite the show. So I go back to my desk and immediately sit down so no one would see. I get the grand idea that lunchtime is soon, so I'll tie my sweater around my waist to cover up the stain, I'll run to the store and buy some cheap pants to get me through the day. OH, that sweater that I put around my waist? Yeah, it's white. Naturally. So I practically jog to my car with this sweater around my waist, looking like a complete tool. Then I remember that the only store in this shit-hole town I work in is Dollar General. Now, it wouldn't have been so too awful if I had worn my cute little sandals and I could have bought some summery capri pants to wear. NOOO, I am wearing black trouser socks and black loafers and the only "pants" they had at this fine clothing establishment is black polyester grandma pants. I had no choice, I had to buy the polyester pants, which, by the way, I had to buy a size too big because they didn't have my size. Naturally. Quite the fashionata, I am. It's just so fitting. I'm having a really hard time with the whole turning 40 thing next week...and now I'm wearing grandma pants. Very roomy tho. So there you have it. I just felt the need to share with the masses my banner of a day. I don't mind. I have no shame.

Now I'm off to drink me a nice tall glass of Iced Metamucil and gum some prunes.