I'd Be Rich(er)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LHacDYj8KZM

Listen to the above song, which Sara and I heart, and then use the melody to sing the following:

If I had 30 thousand dollars...if I had 30 thousand dollars...
well I'd get us on the list...the adoption agency list...
If I had 30 thousand dollars...if I had 30 thousand dollars...
well we'd fly to China...and bring a precious baby girl home...

I keep waiting for the $30k to fall like Manna from Heaven...

Chair Apparent

My mom and dad gave Elliott a teeny-tiny recliner for his 3rd birthday (2008).

Boy has it been a hit...

 

 

 

 

Seriously, everyone loves this chair.

50 pound weight limit my booty! ;)

REFOCUS!

Goals for October - December 2010:

• Hit 1#0 pounds by Christmas
• Go down one pant size by Christmas
• Be in a smaller width bra by Christmas
• Be able to run 1 mile without looking like an asthmatic imbecile

Workout Schedule:

• Mondays - Walk on treadmill at home
• Tuesdays - Zumba or softball
• Wednesdays - Kettle bell workout at home
• Thursdays - Zumba
• Fridays - None
• Saturdays - Bob Bootcamp workout at home
• Sundays - Stability ball workout at home

These are all very ambitious for me, but still measurable and attainable.  I just realized that I made a list of goals on a Tuesday (not the magic Monday we all talk about) at the end of a month (not the magical "I'll start on October 1" motivation).  Huh, that makes me really happy.  So here goes...

Secrets from a NON-Domestic Goddess

Most everyone knows that I'm not a very good housekeeper.  But I do have a tip or two from time to time.  For instance, everyone wants more room, right?  I have a magical trick for making your rooms seem larger.  Step 1: Pile up lots of crap into the desired room.  Step 2: Leave it there for several months.  Step 3: Walk around it, often stubbing your toe, for several months.  Step 4: In a moment of insanity, clean up said room.  You will be amazed at how much bigger your room now seems!

Apparently, the same concept can be applied to weight.  I've been at my current weight before.  But when reaching it the first time, it was unattractive to others.  But since passing it and then returning to it, apparently it's a fantastic weight.  Go freaking figure.

The Thursday Tinkle Tally

I'm quite legendary for the amount of tinkle breaks I take during the day (I've even been tested for a condition, which luckily came back negative).  I knew my current job was a keeper when they gave me the office right next door to the bathroom.  My problems with frequent urination are 3-fold:

1. I consume A LOT of beverages during the day.
2. I apparently have a small bladder, with a fold in it (the former is suspected, the latter is confirmed by a doctor).
3. When The Beast is fired up, it puts extra pressure on my bladder.

I have been threatening for awhile now to keep a tally of how many times I go during the day.  I really should do it again on day 1 or 2 of my period because it is much higher.  But here are today's findings, which I will update again tomorrow to include tonight at home.

It is 3:30 pm, and I am headed to pee for the 6th time today (1x time at home, 5x at work).

I forgot to really pay attention last night, but I think I went an additional 3 to 4 times at home.  So, I'm calling the final Thursday Tinkle Tally = 10.

Precious Moments

This is a transcript of our conversation on the way home from soccer practice last night:

Elliott: I wish I had a baby.

Me: You wish you had a baby brother or sister?

Elliott: Yes.

Me: What do you want, a baby brother or a baby sister?

Elliott: Daddy, what do you want?

Me: No, Doug, do not answer. Elliott, what do YOU want?

Elliott: I want a boy.

Doug: I want a girl.

Me: Well, we just need to pray about it.

Elliott: Ok, let's do it.

Me: You want to pray about it now?

Elliott: Yes.

Me: Ok, Daddy, go for it.

Doug starts praying. I add a little something and start tearing up. And then...

Elliott: ...and God, if you could also help us get a guinea pig.

Me: HAHAHAHAHA!

I Don't Stand a Chance

When I say "Tater," you say "Log."

TATER!










LOG!











TATER!











LOG!









I complied by eating 2 tater logs - one for each of them.