Wednesday, August 10, 2011
And here's how that went: During breakfast, my 2-year-old said, "Mama, you have a little quack." Me: "A crack? Where?" "Right there - by your eye." The kid straight up pointed out a crow's foot. For the first time ever. On my birthday. Thanks, kid. You're lucky you're cute.
Other than that, it was quite nice. My sweetie gave me a lovely gift in the morning, then we all went out for pizza that night. Dessert was banana pecan praline gelato, which sounds good, but is oh so much better than good.
And now, I have an hour and a half to get about three hours of stuff done. So, Bye!
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Beware: Randy Jackson would say, "It started out pitchy, Dawg." But, it gets better. I was preoccupied trying to sing with an Irish accent without sounding magically delicious. Not sure what key I thought I was in at first.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
|Mama's little threat to society. <3|
|It is my lot in life to be surrounded by handsome men.|
|Having lots of fun in the pretend fire truck|
|See what I mean?|
|Mama wanted to take a picture. Jackson wanted to have a fit. Mama decided to lie down in the grass and have a fit, too. It just got giggly after that.|
|Me and Mr. Frowny Face waiting for the Great Pumpkin|
|We saw LOTS of animals that day, but they were kind of hard to photograph given the conditions. The giraffe was very photogenic, though.|
|Hanging with the reindeer|
|Jackson's not a fan of being able to see through something that's holding him up.|
|See what I mean?|
|It's so hard to choose just one|
|Ooh, look at that one over there!|
|We have a winner.|
Friday, August 6, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
If it weren't for Bryan, I would have gone two days straight without working out. I know that doesn't sound like the end of the world, but staying on track with this is very important to me and losing momentum feels dangerous.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
All this work just to lose a half pound!
I was devastated last night after seeing the scale, even knowing that heavy muscle is better than lighter fat. I only weighed because I was feeling so confident that I'd lost a few pounds. But I did the workout anyway.
Things all turned around though this morning when I did three things I haven't done in almost two years:
wore a pair of pre-pregnancy sized pants,
tucked my top into those pants, and
used the pre-pregnancy notch in my belt.
In light of those three details, who cares about that silly scale! I'm wearing clothes I couldn't wear before I started this, so there must be substantial muscle skewing the numbers.
I'm not weighing again until April 20th, when my 30 days of Shredding are complete. Hopefully by then I'll be so hot I won't care what number the scale throws at me. Since Bryan's already Shredded today, I've got some catching up to do.