*WAIST Management*

Dear Waist,

I know it feels like a decade has passed since we last met. I know I have given empty promises like "when Owen is 2 (he is now 4), I'll get there" or no I won't eat that whole bag of cookies....ummm in one sitting.....or in 2 minutes....or in 3 bites. Anywho, I feel compelled to let you know that I think of you often- like when my pants don't fit or when the "muffin top" is over exceeding the muffin part. I realize I've delighted in creating inches of lushious cellulite and fat pockets in places i didn't even know were possible......like who knew your belly button could consume fat like a water buffalo......many questions like this...keep me up at night. But my dear roundish belly, i am on this quest for good now....i will find you....

you may have to forgive my momentary lapses--like the other day after my step class at 5:30am (which i'm pretty sure the teacher had PMS so she punishes us and makes us all want to vomit after each class, for which i am huffing and puffing and look about to die afterwards)..... i ate a healthy egg white ommelet (which was delicious) but then 4 hours later i decide that it would be in my best interest to eat some of the frozen cookie dough that i made not 2 weeks ago to fill that sugar void i've been missing......

Anywho, to make a long story short- i miss you - i want you back - its all about the dedication..which i'm lacking a bit of....

I realize the 25 pounds i need to lose seem so very far away....most of which are around this goodlookin inner tube that is my waist.....

so goodbye addictive carbs (well...ummmm at least for now....or until my b-day which is in a few weeks :) healthy vege's, fruits, lean meats will now be on the menu........................

...........hahahahahahahahahahahahaha

hahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahaha. okay, okay, that felt better...no but seriously its so on.

love,

ME

*That's how I roll*

Here is Owen's flashlight..........

This is where he said the safest place to
store it was................
He says-- "its how I roll mom!"




......ummm there are no words........

***ohhhh Friday again****

Here is yet another fabulous confession time:

* i really, i mean really dislike shaving my legs

* no matter what i try, i seem to break out in some sort of nasty rash

* yes, my friends--i think my body is allergic to hygiene

* or something like that........

* so... i have a love/hate deal with the garbage man

*yesterday morning, i was in bed with some lovely *$#% cramps

* i hear down the street--the "beep, beep, beep sound"

* my first thought....ahhh I'm sure Nick took the garbage out

*ummm, perhaps I should look just in case.....

* NO, NO, NO he hasn't!!!!

* I see the garbage man fast approaching

* I put on my robe and book it outside

* I'm waving my flabby arms and screaming WAIT down my driveway

*.....the garbage man does not even look my way

*in fact...i'm pretty sure he speeds up past me

* what the *$#%........seriously!!!

* at this point, the lovely ladies of the neighborhood decide to head out for the day

* they are waving to me as they drive by

* and there i am.......half robed, G's hangin' out, half crazed, pms'ee glory

* ummmm yeah...not my finest moment

* though, I am caught in my robe an awful lot outside these days.......

* i blame it on the leg hygiene problem......and pms.....and....hmmmm

* forgetting that the hubbster locks the bottom lock before he leaves to work

* so anywho, now I'll be sneaking my garbage into neighbors cans the

rest of the week......

* lucky me ;)

*well .....isn't that just special*

Yummy....Delicious.....unhealthy.....addictive....

White Bread

Mix that with some uber delicious mustard


give it a good swirl on your sinful bread


and enjoy.....ummmmm....anyone???......anyone????
apparently its just Owen





well isn't that just spe-cial!!

(apparently its in the gene pool...my bro David
loooooved mustard in his youth-on pretty
much everything....ummm yah..it explains so much :)

***Confessional Friday***

So I came across this blog awhile back--

she is hi-lar-ious!!

She does confessional friday....well..umm

every friday. So I thought I'd join on this

crazy bandwagon....

her website glamazon mormon mom

Ok, so many of you know the crazyiness, the humor,

the unsightly leg hair that is my life...

and yet you still talk, hang out (or pretend to) with me....

so whats more gooey goodness every friday

I Confess:

* i made oatmeal chocolate chips cookies on Wednesday

* I was totally thinking of my children

* I ate them for breakfast, lunch and dinner yesterday

*apparently i made them for selfish reasons

* I totally had to look up the word apparently to figure out the spelling

* when someone asks where's so and so? I'll usually answer

biker's.......big ones......

* my family knows not to ask me those questions

* i'm pretty sure i have the most unfinished projects

than anyone on the face of the planet

* i'm the best over underachiever

* the hubbster put our names into a lottery

* the lottery is for a triathalon (the spud man)

* i am suppose to be diligent in getting in shape

*thats why i ate the oatmeal cookies

* i'm carbo loading now

*i have to stay ahead of the game

* thats how i'm going to win

*.......or maybe go into a sugar coma half way through

* either way... its so on!!!

* wheeeeeeeeeeee*

So a few weeks back we did some fandarntastic sledding

up near trappers loop--

Bailey was a trooper- Owen pretty much

whined the entire time

(partly because when i took him down the hill , snow sprayed in his face and he was

covered in snow :) i know, i'm the coolest mom ever!)

I used my slowly dying point and shoot

to capture these awe inspiring moments ;)

seriously though......can't believe i captured this wipe out !!!









nothing like the self timer to make a grand family picture!!!
at least were all still smiling :)

* our newest baby *

This is our little Daisy

(in her wee little sweater)

* She is a shitzapoo

* We bought her 3 week before Christmas

* Our kids were overjoyed

* She is now 13 weeks old

* she thinks she is above pooing outside

* luckily its not on the floor

* but items on the floor

* She is so darn cute

* except when she poops on my new purse

* she sleeps in our bathroom downstairs

* in her own wee little bed

* Owen forgets that she is not a stuffed animal

* we hope she lives to be very old

* she thinks its fun to run away from me outside

* she is kinda naughty

* she has a cute face so she gets away with it

* I never thought i'd own an indoor dog

* umm yeah.... i'm one of "those" dog people now

* luckily she doesn't shed

* my kids share/fight over her

* I usually will take her and love her

* I had forgotten what 3 am outside looked like

* she has a small bladder

* she is getting better at holding it in

* she is now my hairy new child

we just love her!!!