Today is my blog birthday! 3 years ago today I put my first post up. I wish I had a screen shot. I used that plain old pink blogger template. Boy, was it ugly, but I loved my little piece of the internet and I still do.
Seriously, my kids' homemade costumes are so freakin' cute I can hardly stand it. The fact that my husband made them makes me very horny me even more giddy. I can't wait to show you guys the pictures after tomorrow night! the cute will make you sick and you WILL want my husband for your very own!
In other news, my oldest drove to Indy by herself today. I worried myself sick until Bubba called to tell me that she had arrived safe and sound. It was an easy straight shot down I69 but really, have you NOT seen "Unsolved Mysteries" where normal young girls go missing in a flash and they find their cars and no clues on the side of the road. THAT is where my mommy mind goes.
You may remember Part One since it wasn't very long ago. I continue to prove that I just don't need a cell phone, but no one will listen.
Today at work, I had to cover at someone else's desk outside of my office. A few minutes later, Lynnsy, one of my co-workers, calls me and says, "Hey, your phone is in here ringing. What's that song?" I was all, "Oh, crap." and I went in to get it out of my purse. I checked and Bubba had sent me a text so it had been playing, "I Want To Be Your Man" which is our "song" from way back in high school. I wrote about that one time.
The text said, "I love you." So I sent a dirty message a sweet message back. And this is what I got next... "Holy crap you looked at your cell." Of course I sent back that the only reason why was because Lynnsy heard it ring. His final message?
"Well, I love her, then."
Jerk.
See? I do not need a cell phone. I never check it for messages OR to see if it is set to vibrate only. I routinely let it get so drained of battery power that it wakes my children with it's CHARGE ME beep. I can't ever even find it in my purse if it does ring.
Stay tuned for part three as I am sure it will come soon enough.
It's Sunday and I need a new post. This is what you get.
My husband bought me some breakfast lean pockets this morning. They are yummy and it is a change from my usual yogurt, banana, english muffin breakfast. They are only 3 points. Kind of small and I could really eat all four in the box which would only be 12 points. That's not TOO bad considering how many points I get per day. Anyway...they are really good.
Did you ever see that episode of Seinfeld where Jerry's building lost water pressure in their showers? So then, Jerry and Kramer's hair looked bad because of it. Yeah, that's us right now. We've lost water pressure in the shower and I hate it! We've got to find the problem and fix it. SO not fulfilling. As showers go, anyway.
The Colts play today. Yay! Go Colts! I think I might manage to stay awake for the 1pm game as opposed to the night game they played the other day which I slept all the way through. I am so old.
I need to go take some meds for this headache. I had one last night, too. Ugh.
I'm watching "WarGames." I heart nostalgia.
Ok..so I took a little break. A few hours or so. :) Since I was here last, the Colts won! Yee ha! I loves my Colts! I find Peyton a little more HAWT every time I watch a game. But then again, who DON'T I find hot?
I figured out our new scanner today so I scanned some old photos and flickr'd 'em. Click the flickr button over there on the side bar if you wanna see.
I FEEL thinner. Like I've lost some inches. I HOPE I have. I really need to start my workouts, though, to get my metabolism going. It's the only way I will be successful at any kind of weight loss. Speaking of which, Brianna has lost 5.8 lbs now. She rocks!
I'll be on vacation starting next Friday after work. Don't go congratulating me or anything. Bubba will be out of town. Who is going to cook?!?! Who will do the laundry?!?! Who will do all those wifely-ish things?? Some vacation. Heh, that's what my Charlotte's web would say instead of "some pig." God, I crack myself up.
Could this post get anymore...NOTHING? I think not.
Ok, I think I'll leave you with a photo of a Halloween from my past. I am pretty sure this photo is from when I was in pre-school, making it from about 1975. Too bad you can't see how cute I was. hee Enjoy!
Who watched Grey's this week?? If you didn't, stop reading now as I may give away important episode info.
Ever since the first episode of Grey's, Dr. Karev has been a character that I love to hate. I warm to him from time to time, but for the most part, he is pretty much a jerk. (Like in last week's episode, well, I think it was last week, when he gave away George's "secret." Grrr...He was so smug about it.)
But, seriously, how could you NOT melt when Dr. Karev whipped that curtain open and saw "Ava?" The look on his face was something to rival the way McDreamy looks at Meredith. I think I hit rewind at least 3 times last night to replay that scene. *sigh*
Let's see, in other Grey's news...Meredith, please, I beg of you, do something with your stringy hair! I can't take it anymore!
I loved how Callie and Christina got the giggles during surgery. Well, until poor old-guy intern passed out, anyway.
Ok, I am struggling with the Izzy/George storyline. It's no secret that I love me some George. But, I just hate how Izzy lost the love of her life in Denny and then was in love with George practically the next day. Then George who pined for Meredith suddenly is in love with Izzy, too, even after marrying Callie. Not buying it. BUT...I was completely on Izzy's side when she and Christina had words. When Meredith sleeps with another man's husband, no big deal. When Izzy sleeps with George, they all treat her like she murdered their dogs. Anyway, I love George and I love Izzy. Together? Mmmm..not so much. Plus? Izzy's head is like...twice the size of George's. What is it with George and the Amazon Grey's women? They just don't go together.
Um, could they REALLY pull together a pro-bono surgery to build ears for that kid...IN ONE DAY?! I know..it's TV and I love it, but sometimes...
One more thing, I do like that McDreamy and McSteamy are slowing rebuilding their friendship. They are funny together.
Just getting you all in the Halloween-y mood. Brianna volunteers at the children's museum in the haunted house. She plays a crazy person..or something. Enjoy! Hope you don't have nightmares after viewing these. :)
I can't weigh-in on Saturday as normal because I have to work. Soooo..that means I need to weigh-in and attend tonights WW meeting. No problem. I've been good. I've counted every stinkin' point. I've eaten more veggies than my body knows what to do with. (Body:Amen, sistah!) I've drank water until my bladder is stretched to it's limit. I've. Been. Good. (except for exercising...I have to take baby steps, here.)
I get to work today and decide that I feel really "thin" (it's all relative, you know..or subjective..or some "ive" word) today. Weigh-in should be a piece o' cake. So, I march myself to the break room, kick my shoes off and step on the work scales. Um, what? I stepped off. Cleared the scales. Stepped back on. Huh?? No. Fuh-reakin. Way. It says I am up almost 2 pounds.
Day=ruined. I suck.
When will I learn to NOT get on other scales besides the weigh-in ones at WW?? I should know better. Apparently, I do not.
PS I'm ok. Just mad at myself for weighing. I'm actually in a good mood despite it all.
In just over a week, Nablopomo will begin. Nablopomo means I will be posting at least once a day for the entire month of November. I did it last year so I wanted to try again this year. I've been a terrible blogger for the past few months so I am hoping for a little kick-start.
Now, this is where YOU come in. You have to help me stay on track. Give me some ideas for topics. Ask me questions. Ask for a particular photo...I don't care. Just HELP ME! :) I can't guarantee I'll use all the suggestions, but it will help my little brain get into writing mode.
Now..LEAVE COMMENTS!!
PS For the one of you wondering, my ning identity is "angiedi70."
I'm doing this because Snarkwife did it and, well, I want to be her when I grow up. I say that in a non-stalker and non-weird way. I promise. I've tweaked it a bit to fit my own pleasure.
Shows I Love and Want to Marry and have Little Dillon Panther Babies With Friday Night Lights (DUH!)
Shows I Love Lost (come back soon!!) Grey's Anatomy (you can't make me like Lexi) How I Met Your Mother (one word: Barney) The Office (Jim. Dwight. Michael. etc. They're ALL funny!) Survivor (what is this...season 25 or something? I STILL love it.) The Amazing Race (when's the next one?) Pushing Daisies Chuck Desperate Housewives Big Love ER (I still love you, even if nobody else does)
Shows I Like That Could Be On the "Love" List if They Weren't so damn inconsistant Heroes (I just can't get into it like last year. I need to rewatch to see if I can get the Heroes mojo back.)
Shows I Like and DVR sometimes or watch when nothing else is on CSI (Vegas and NY. Love you, Gary!) Brothers & Sisters (trying to catch up on this one) Law & Order SVU My Name Is Earl (haven't watched in ages, though I do like it)
Shows that have either jumped the shark or suck, yet I still watch. Some would say, ER, but I still love it.
New shows that I really like Chuck Pushing Daisies
New shows that I kind of like but am still "trying out" Journeyman (this could possibly move up to a "new show I really like")(Plus, does the lead guy remind anyone else of Anthony Michael Hall from The Dead Zone??)
New shows that I tried but didn't like or lost interest in Kid Nation (Yes, I liked it a lot at first, I admit, but it didn't hold my interest) K-ville (my DVR moved on to bigger and better things. Sorry Cole Hauser. I still think you are HOT, though.) Bionic Woman
Shows I never watched despite the hype 24 Entourage Prison Break
New shows I liked but have already been cancelled None that I know of (don't they usually start taking the axe to shows by now?)
Hi, Jake! I'm Samantha. How's it going?(or How many points are in that?)
You guys are aware that I am a fattie, right? I don't talk about it a whole lot, but I think I mention it often enough for you regular stopper-inners to know. Wonder why you rarely see photos of me on this blog? It's The FAT.
The FAT has been a major problem in my life for as long as I can remember. I had a momentary time of "thin" during my freshman year and part of my sophomore year of high school. I think I made it down to a size 9. That is very small for me.
And then I started eating. And gaining. And then I had a baby. Then I kept eating. Then I gained some more. And more. Then I had 2 more babies. And I ate. And I gained. But then I ate some more. And gained more, still. See how that works?
Somehow, I turned into this balloon of a woman who I don't even recognize. See, I'm not one of those CUTE fat girls with trendy hair and trendy clothes and cute glasses and nails and beautiful skin. Oh no. I could not be so lucky. I am just frumpy fat. The depressing kind of fat that literally weighs you down until you can barely breathe anymore. Or so it seems.
I don't talk about it here very often because I always feel like when I do, it seems that I am fishing for encouragement, or sympathy or something, when I'm really not. I don't WANT to be pathetic, but I fear that is how I will come across. Even though this is supposed to be a place for me to vent and just say what's on my mind, I still have a hard time doing that.
Another reason to be hesitant for me, is basically, fear. Fear of being laughed at, made fun of, or of having nasty comments left here on my blog. 'Get off your fat lazy butt and lose weight!' 'Stop eating!' 'It's not hard, just do it!' Hmm, I never thought of THAT! Those kind of comments usually come from clueless men or people who have never been overweight a day in their lives. But, why do I care, though, what other people think? It's in my nature. I can't help it. I can SAY it doesn't matter all I want, but in the end, it matters to me. In some weird way, it does. But, I am straying off topic here, a bit.
I have thoughts of being thinner and healthier. I have aspirations of wearing "normal" sized clothes. I want only one chin. I want a stomach, not a gut. I want fewer dimples in my thighs and butt. I want to not be ashamed to be out with my husband and run into someone he knows and just KNOW they are thinking, 'Oh my god. Bubba is married to that?!" (On a side note, it's not fair that men can be big and HOT but for the most part women are fat and frumpy and ugly.)
I want to go to a restaurant and not worry if they seat us in a booth because the damn thing will squeeze me in half. I want to not HAVE to get to school functions early because I don't want to walk in front of everyone and climb bleacher steps in front of everyone and try to squeeze my butt in next to Sickeningly Skinny Woman and have it (my butt) hanging halfway off the end of the row. I want to not be a puller-tugger...you know, pulling and tugging at my clothes to try to both cover the rolls AND not have the clothes so tight as to accentuate each roll. That's hard to do, people. I want to experience size 9 again because I forget what it felt like. I can't close my eyes and picture it or feel it anymore.
Let's not forget about the negative self-talk that I do on a daily, hourly, minute-by-minute basis. 'I am so gross! I will NEVER lose weight! I will always be fat so why NOT eat until I'm sick? Just give up!' You get the picture.
Bubba and I have passed on our lovely fat genes to our children. Sad, but true. I do not want them to be like me. Bubba and I try very hard to help them eat healthily. We kinda fail a lot. But, we do try. Especially in the last 6-8 months. Hopefully some of it will sink in and they will grow up without all of my issues with food. Cross your fingers.
Ok, so, having said ALL of that, I am now going to get to my point. Brianna and I joined Weight Watchers last Saturday. AGAIN for me. I can't even count how many times I've been a member since I was 16 years old. I've never stuck with it long enough to make it an actual lifestyle. I'm trying again. I feel confident this time. I hesitate to write about this because what if I fail? Again? But, here it is. Out in the world for all to see. I'm counting points. I'm drinking water. I'm making good food choices. I'm not binging. And you know what? I am happy. Happy because I feel good physically and mentally, but also because I am NOT going to be afraid to tell you all...
I LOST 5.8 LBS!!!!!!!
Take THAT you stupid FAT. Go away and don't come back!
I got my flu shot at work yesterday. I never feel my flu shot. In, out, done. But yesterday? I SWEAR she got a running start, arm above her head and jammed it in as hard as she could! (gah! dirty mind! shut it!) It STILL hurts.
One good thing, this year at work, I didn't have to hear ALL about why certain people are not getting their flu shots. I do not care. Get it or don't. I don't care. I get one every year because I figure if it saves me ONE bout of flu, it's worth the searing pain. (hee)
In other news, Brianna and I are going to join Weight Watchers. More on that tomorrow.
Also, watch for posts exploring my husband's inner woman. You don't want to miss it.
As I sit here watching the Colts on their way to a win (YAY!) I thought I should do my weekly TV post.
I must say, if you didn't watch Pushing Daisies, you really missed out. It is definitely one of the best new shows in a long time. For a good review of the show, visit my friend, Scooter. I actually agree with his assessment and that is saying something because we don't always see eye to eye on matters of TV and music.
If you didn't already know, I love me some Friday Night Lights. Intense love. Passionate love. I mention it often enough, so if you ever come around, you know this. I've been worried that the 2nd season would not live up to first season standards. If the season opener is any indication, I was wrong to worry. It is the FNL I love.
The scene at the pool was pretty funny with the slow-mo walk-in of Tyra eating a popsicle with Landry ogling and lusting over her and then the next person we see walk in is the very pregnant Mrs Coach Taylor. I had totally missed all these characters since last season.
Landry and his Landry-isms are just a hoot. However, as Scoot said in his review, the unfortunate events of Landry and Tyra's visit to the grocery store will forever change Landry and I don't think he'll be the Landry we know and love. (What will happen to Crucifictorious??)
While I LOVE that the new coach who took Coach Hottie Taylor's place, kicked creepy Buddy Garrity out of practice, I am not going to like this coach. Neither are the townspeople. Or the players. Or Jason Street. Eric Taylor, please come back! Speaking of the hotness that is Coach Taylor, I hate that he works out of town, but I was happy that the episode was quite Taylor-ful. I always like the Coach and daughter interactions.
I'll stop now, because if you don't watch, well, you have no idea what the H I'm talking about. Suffice it to say, I highly recommend watching the first season which is out on DVD and then catch up with this season. You'll be glad you did.
Survivor...all I can say is they were stupid to get rid of Leslie over Courtney.
I haven't watched Grey's yet, so don't tell me.
My girl, Jes, "won" Rock Of Love! Woo hoo! Not that I think Brett Michaels is a prize or anything.
And, that is about all I feel like talking about. Oh, watch Chuck and Journeyman. They're pretty good, too. And I can't wait for The Office this week!
Thirteen Things The Beaty's did/said/saw/heard/enjoyed at the Indianapolis Zoo.
Well, I haven't done a TT in a long time so I thought I'd jump in today. You know, mainly for blog filler. Today, I will share with you 13 things we did/said/saw/heard/enjoyed at the zoo on Sunday.
1. Jameson and Braelyn didn't know where we were going Sunday morning. We pulled up to the booth where you pay to park and Braelyn said, "What are you doing, Daddy?" He said, "I have to pee." Braelyn said, "You have to PAY to go to the bathroom???"
2. A van completely covered in maroon-ish purple indoor/outdoor astroturf stuff was in the parking lot. I was beyond words. My daughter, however, filmed it. See my previous post to watch the 15 second video.
3. Someone taught Jameson to FREEZE when bees come around so they won't sting him. So, ALL DAY, in mid-sentence or mid-stride or even in mid-bite, he would freeze like a statue until we told him the bee was gone. The bees were out in full force, so you can imagine how many times a day this happened. Go ahead...imagine..and you'd probably still be way low.
4. The LOVELY group of red-neck adults who were behind me in the "desert" building. The ones who crowded me as I was trying to take pictures...the ones who got mad because they couldn't get right up to the meerkats area because there were several little kids standing there enjoying the animals. The same ones who had wonderful kid-friendly language. woman"Oh, come on. Let's get the hell out of this damn place. You're not going to make it up there to see them." man"The F*** I ain't!" It's a darn good thing MY children weren't standing there to hear that and more of their language or I would have said something.
5. Making Brianna laugh as she fed french fries to the birds flying around the food court. We decided that the birds all probably have high cholesterol and will most likely start having chest pains radiating into their left wings in mid-flight. We crack ourselves up, obviously.
6. Gazing at the pregnant-looking MALE sea-horses and thinking, "If only that happened in humans..." hee
7. Braelyn's pony she was riding having to stop mid-trip for a pee break. That cracked her up.
8. Bubba stopping in the middle of the "Plains" to 'brush' his teeth. You know with one of those things you slip on your finger. "Rip, slip, brush, AHHHH.." Remember the commercial? You can see the photo HERE.
9. Feeling like I didn't even SEE any animals because either they were asleep in a spot out of view, or Jameson was rushing us along. "Come on! Let's look at something ELSE!"
10. The really cool bonsai tree display at White River Gardens next door to the zoo.
11. Dippin' Dots.
12. Watching the transformation of Braelyn on the roller coaster from waving and smiling to sobbing after the first go round. See her pitiful face HERE.
13. Walking around and around and around and around and around and around and around....and around...the gift shop pleading with my children to PICK SOMETHING!!!
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Brianna never misses an opportunity to take a self portrait. (I think I'll post a collage later.) Even though we don't have the best cameras or photoshop and all that fancy stuff, I think she got a great shot here. For whatever reason, I just really like the way this one turned out.
Have a great Thursday, everyone! We're almost to the weekend and I, for one, am very grateful for that!
As if I actually HAVE lurkers...and if I DO, I love you!!
It's time to de-lurk, everybody!!
You know all those blogs you read through a feed reader, or even by visiting the actual blog, and you NEVER leave a comment?? Well, today, GO! Comment! Show 'em you ARE reading! Tomorrow, you can go back to lurking as usual.
I leave you with this tiny video I like to call, "Indoor/Outdoor Van." Enjoy!
This isn't a great photo but it has a little story.
We went to the Indianapolis Zoo on Sunday. Next to the zoo is White River Gardens. There are beautiful gardens there to walk through. In the building adjacent to the gardens was a room which looked as if it were for wedding receptions and such.
Jameson said, "Mommy!! Come here!" He practically dragged me into that room and pointed out this window and said, "Look! That's where the Colts play!" I acted excited, surprised and impressed. He was proud to be able to show me.
But then I saw this look of realization come over his face and he said, "Is Peyton Manning in this world?!?" (meaning in this city where we are) I said, "Yep. He's in there RIGHT NOW!" (there WAS a game that day)
I think I could have scraped his jaw off the floor. It was like he just realized that Peyton was REAL and practically in the same room as him.
(The photo? It's bad because there were blinds over the windows and neither Brianna nor I could figure out how to get it raised.)Click the picture to see it bigger.
