exhausted...

Friday night I had dinner with a friend, it was great and I sooo need more of those kinds of dinners....Saturday was crazy busy, it started at 8am with tball, yea 8am, well 7 since we had to get ready and be in north GP at 8...lets just say the ride TO tball wasn't all that great. We all got to bed late Friday night so basically we woke up on the wrong side of our beds lol, but once I got settled on the oh-so-comfy metal bleachers, and Ayden started practicing with his team, danny hit the gas station for some monters...I dont give a crap how much sugar and calories were in them, that was a rough morning! After tball Ayden and I went to the church festival (which because of Ayden's constant mispronouncing, "festible" totally sounds right to me now) while Danny cleaned the car, we had lots of fun and both ended up a little red from the sun, we got back, had some lunch then left for the Laps for Charity with Danny's car club. This year we found out Ayden was old enough to ride on the track, he was excited....me, not so much. It ended up not being so bad...the past couple years they let the cars get up at least around 100, i don't remember, maybe more? This year we barely broke 80....which was fine we me but Danny was pissed cause you can do that on the tollway. So we headed home, had some dinner at chili's then headed to the "festible" yet again...Danny enjoyed the paintball guns and Ayden enjoyed the spiderman jumphouse for a while, I enjoyed watching a girl sing "paparazzi" by lady gaga....yes, at a church festival, lol.
"warming up" (he just kicked dirt and gave me dirty looks when i told him to practice swinging the bat)

At the festival....he loved the idea of catching money, not so much the idea of giving it back only to get tickets, lol.



and at laps for charity....



Last....Ayden and I scared before we go on the track....my terror is all real (that's why i chose to hit the backseat) he is just like his daddy tho, so his is all fake!

a couple "how to" things...

First, a how to on looking like an idiot in a store. First, check out the sales at kohls....awesome sales. While looking at the massive wall of 50% off boys jammies, back up to get a wider look, you might bump in to "someone", politely say "excuse me" then turn to see you bumped into a mirror and you were apologizing to yourself. true story. There is nothing you can do to take the embarrasment off of that one, it's not a fart you can blame on the child you are with, it's not a trip that you can turn into a bending motion to tie your shoe...it's just you talking to yourself loud enough for people to hear and wonder who the hell you're talking to. Another idea, while taking a nice walk, you could try looking like an idiot while laughing out loud every time you think about said kohls experience....of course make sure it's a busy street, and at quitting time to make sure everyone now sees you laughing. by yourself.

Yeah, both of those really happend. On that note, yesterday was a aweeesome first day of fall, I'm loving this weather and tooootally not going to let the fact the it's supposed to be 90 friggen degrees sunday get me down...Today is Aydens off day from school, so we were doing school work in the dining room...I had the window open and it felt so nice we ended up finishing school work and coloring forever...

So last, i'll leave you with a how to pick a wedgie while excercising................jog, seriously....try it.

not so bueno

I feel like crap, I haven't walked in days cause of all the rain, (well except for the American heart walk Saturday, it was pouring on us the entire time) I wanted go this morning but i'd have to take the stroller and our sidewalks are all muddy. The last time I did that, i just ended up getting stuck in the mud and folded it up and carried it home cause the wheels were so muddy that it wouldn't move, lol. Sounds like a lame excuse to be lazy to me....SO that's why when i take Ayden to the Doctor for his flu shot today (shhh he doesn't know) I am wearing my walking attire...Yes, I will look like a slob, but by the time we get back, Danny will be home to keep Ayden and I will have no excuse to not walk right back out the door and get in a good 3 miles before Dinner. I really think that will snap me out of my low, depressed mood! I also think Aydens party is contributing to my crappy mood....I'm excited cause he doesnt even know he's having a party, but I have sooo not been on my game this year...usually by this time, everything is bought and ready to go....I still have SO much to do it's not even funny!

a small victory

last November we got married...shortly after we went on a quick trip to Corpus as a family....I knew I wanted to take some family pictures there on the beach (sure it's a texas beach but it's a beach & i just realized it's the pic on my header) I bought some pants without even trying them on, they were a little too big but they worked. Fast foward to this July, I go to put these pants on and I cant zip them!!! I then started a diet and have been doing great...I have my moments where I splurge, but that's to be expected...according to my wii fit trainer (haha) i've lost 12 pounds in a little under two months...i'm excited because I feel like i've worked hard but it's been comfortable and i havent starved myself, i've changed things about my diet while still allowing myself to have things I want...

Okay, i lied, it's not one small victory it's actually two. My problem has always been that i dont know when to stop...i wont eat just one piece of yummy garlic toast, i always over induldge...I cant eat just one piece of cake if the whole rest of the cake is sitting there staring me in the face and I surely cant pass up yummy fresh cookies on the counter...or can i? That was the old me, the knew me is so strong I scare the old me, lol. This past week I made a really good weight watchers meatloaf....of course what goes best with meatloaf? Mashed taters....I knew danny wouldnt dig it if I skipped the potatoes and put a huge bowl of salad in front of him, so I made him taters and totally skipped them for myself....there were even left overs!!! Care brought a big box of yummy looking (and smelling) cookies she made at school, I didnt even touch them. I thought about it about 10000 times and it would have been perfectly find for me to at least try them, but I didnt want to even go there because it wouldnt have stopped with just one. So yet another small victory for me....I'm finding strength in myself that i never knew was there (: