Friday, February 27, 2009

At the Breakfast Table

Sweet Potato: "Mommy, can we please get some napkins, the next time we are at the store?"

Note: we have been out for more than a few days...and she sets the table, so she notices more than I do...

Me: "Of course. We should have gotten some when we were at the store yesterday, but I forgot".

Jalapeno: "I knew it, but I forgot".

Me: "If you forgot, then you didn't know it".

Jalapeno: "I knew it, but it was in my foot".

Really?....If I had only known that that was a place to store things, I might have gotten more done in my life!!

Thursday, February 19, 2009



OK, so you know that whole thing about the duckbill platypus showing that God really has a sense of humor? Well I am sure that He does.

Exhibit A: My son, Pineapple. The child was born to argue. Everything. Whether it is really something he wants, or not.

Example 1: Said child argues every morning about eating oatmeal. Every morning. This morning, being the kind momma that I am, I decided to make eggs for breakfast, to give them a change.

When Pineapple asked what we were having for breakfast, I said "Eggs!", thinking he would be so excited!! Was he? NO. "Mommy, I want to eat oatmeal!!! I don't want eggs!!" So, I gave him oatmeal, and what did he do, you ask (do you really have to ask?!)? He argued about eating the oatmeal!! AAGGGHHH!!!!!

So, I do believe that God has a sense of humor. I also believe that my Mom (and probably my Dad) are laughing hysterically too, because God has given me a child just like I was when I was a kid. No matter the genetics involved, that old adage about your kids being like you, well, it's true.

And for that matter, my husband is probably reading this and thinking, "Yep, just like his Momma!", because I still argue about lots of things too.

Oh, well. Keeps life interesting, I guess!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Quote(s) of the day from Potty Boy!

Pineapple (aka Potty Boy) came down stairs with his pants falling down, asking me to help him. I picked him up and said "If you had a butt, your pants would actually stay up!" His reply? "Mommy, where can we get one?"

And, I came upstairs from walking on the treadmill and heard Potty Boy crying and calling for me. He was in the bathroom on the potty, and as I came up the stairs, I heard him wail..."Mommy, why are you taking 2o years?" Side note: you must imagine that last one said in a long, sad wail.

Not behind this time!!

I am going to go to CA to visit my little brother Mikey! I usually try and go see him once a year, but this is the first time I am going to have to fly to see him. He used to live Telluride, and we would just load up the Jeep and drive out for our yearly visit.

Because my brother is a lot younger than me, I always feel like the "old fat lady" when I am with him and his fit friends. Now, he never makes me feel that way - he drags me over mountain tops like I am just as fit as he is, and even waits patiently for me as I gasp for air. His favorite phrase when we are going up 2000 vertical feet in the length of a quaking aspen is ..."It's not bad, we're almost there!"

I always come back from my trips determined to make a change and finally get fit. Two years ago when I went, I decided to get serious about being gluten free and I have never looked back! So, now, the upcoming trip to balmy San Fran has me thinking ahead (for a change). With sixty some days to prepare, I am determined to be more fit when I get on that plane than I am right now.

So here is my plan: Walk 30 minutes a day, six days a week, regardless of the weather (we do after all have a tread mill gathering dust in the basement); stretch out and do my "one" ab exercise that my fitness trainer friend showed me (thanks Shay!); eat a salad a day; drink 8 G's (glasses) of water every day; keep on eating my bowl of steel cut oats every morning. My sister started about a year ago, and she lost 15 pounds!

I will keep you posted on my progress!