Monday, June 26, 2006
A music freak...
Monday, June 12, 2006
Bad Moon Rising
Last night, as a celebration for Cailyn finally riding a bike without training wheels, the family decided to head down to the local ice cream stand. Dairy Joy lives up to its name: any place that mixes soft serve chocolate and coffee ice cream is #1 on my list. This place is THE place people go in our town to satisfy their sweet tooth. Even when it's raining, there are at least a few people there. On a night like last night, where all of us here in Maine could finally climb out of the ark, the line stretches to the curb.
The girls were playing (read: causing a commotion) nearby and Jon and I waited in one of the lines. We picked the shortest line, which meant that we waited the longest because the shortest line is always the slowest. As I'm trying to balance my short attention span between deciding how much damage I'm going to do towards staying on the weight loss track and making sure my kids don't get run over by a car, Jon taps me on the shoulder.
"Hon, you gotta check that guy out over there," he whispers, pointing to some young guy who thinks he's an authentic hippie or dippie, I don't know which. I thought Jon was mocking the sad excuse of a leather vest he was wearing.
"No, check out the jeans," he corrects me.
For a split second, I wonder why my husband is checking out some strange guy's jeans. It turns out he wasn't looking at the jeans, but the guy's ass.
Literally.
Just to the right side of the middle seam of this guy's jeans is a rip. Not just a little hole or tear, but a huge gaping hole. Which showed off this guy's NAKED ass.
Unfortunately, I can't make this stuff up.
Ripped jeans may be back in style, but I think there should be some sort of guideline that if someone wants to put a big-ass hole in the seat of his pants, he MUST make sure that it doesn't show his big, hairy ass.
First of all, there were kids there. I don't know many kids who have the restraint to not go "OH MY GOD, MOM! YOU CAN TOTALLY SEE HIS BUTT!" Last night, we were lucky, because ice cream is a pretty good distractor. Second, we're all there to eat; who wants to see this guy's full moon rising up over our horizon.
I managed to keep my reaction to a few snickers and no one else said anything, either--probably because who wants to admit they are looking at his rear end?
What I want to know is this: why would someone think this is a good fashion choice? There was no way he didn't know his jeans were like that. There was a good stiff wind last night and I'm sure the breeze was blowing around freely in there. So, there's common sense rule #1 out the window: "I know my jeans have a hole large enough for a Mack Truck to pass through, but I'll wear them anyway." This brain-trust then takes the flying leap to: "Dude! I have an idea! I'm not only going to wear this 'hole-y jeans', but also wouldn't it be great to go commando, too?!!! Oh, yeah!!! Rock on!"
Maybe he had just taken a shower and decided to air-dry. I don't know. I really don't care, either. If I want to see naked butts, I have pay-per-view for that.
It almost ruined a good hot fudge sundae, and no one takes that away from me.
The girls were playing (read: causing a commotion) nearby and Jon and I waited in one of the lines. We picked the shortest line, which meant that we waited the longest because the shortest line is always the slowest. As I'm trying to balance my short attention span between deciding how much damage I'm going to do towards staying on the weight loss track and making sure my kids don't get run over by a car, Jon taps me on the shoulder.
"Hon, you gotta check that guy out over there," he whispers, pointing to some young guy who thinks he's an authentic hippie or dippie, I don't know which. I thought Jon was mocking the sad excuse of a leather vest he was wearing.
"No, check out the jeans," he corrects me.
For a split second, I wonder why my husband is checking out some strange guy's jeans. It turns out he wasn't looking at the jeans, but the guy's ass.
Literally.
Just to the right side of the middle seam of this guy's jeans is a rip. Not just a little hole or tear, but a huge gaping hole. Which showed off this guy's NAKED ass.
Unfortunately, I can't make this stuff up.
Ripped jeans may be back in style, but I think there should be some sort of guideline that if someone wants to put a big-ass hole in the seat of his pants, he MUST make sure that it doesn't show his big, hairy ass.
First of all, there were kids there. I don't know many kids who have the restraint to not go "OH MY GOD, MOM! YOU CAN TOTALLY SEE HIS BUTT!" Last night, we were lucky, because ice cream is a pretty good distractor. Second, we're all there to eat; who wants to see this guy's full moon rising up over our horizon.
I managed to keep my reaction to a few snickers and no one else said anything, either--probably because who wants to admit they are looking at his rear end?
What I want to know is this: why would someone think this is a good fashion choice? There was no way he didn't know his jeans were like that. There was a good stiff wind last night and I'm sure the breeze was blowing around freely in there. So, there's common sense rule #1 out the window: "I know my jeans have a hole large enough for a Mack Truck to pass through, but I'll wear them anyway." This brain-trust then takes the flying leap to: "Dude! I have an idea! I'm not only going to wear this 'hole-y jeans', but also wouldn't it be great to go commando, too?!!! Oh, yeah!!! Rock on!"
Maybe he had just taken a shower and decided to air-dry. I don't know. I really don't care, either. If I want to see naked butts, I have pay-per-view for that.
It almost ruined a good hot fudge sundae, and no one takes that away from me.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Weigh-In Thursday (last update...)
Oh, don't worry. I'm not quitting. I just have started a specific blog for my WLJ (weight loss journey). I've gone back and forth about this for a while and decided that I don't want to make this blog all about that part of my life. But, I think that this journey needs to be documented. So, if you're interested in what's going on with my weight loss, and also reading my [opinionated] thoughts about being fat, what it takes to stay successful at this battle, and even watch as I trip up now and then, you can check it all out here:
http://www.lifeisjourneymarie.blogspot.com
Anyway, my final WL update for this blog is a good one. Today I hit my 30 lb. lost mark! Ten weeks ago, 30 pounds seemed like an impossible task. But, obviously, it can be done. I wonder what the next 10 weeks will bring?? It will be the week of August 13th and I believe we'll be in Ohio for Jon's brother's wedding (which is something for another post) and visiting friends out there. Maybe I'll get to be able buy a new dress for the occassion, hm??
http://www.lifeisjourneymarie.blogspot.com
Anyway, my final WL update for this blog is a good one. Today I hit my 30 lb. lost mark! Ten weeks ago, 30 pounds seemed like an impossible task. But, obviously, it can be done. I wonder what the next 10 weeks will bring?? It will be the week of August 13th and I believe we'll be in Ohio for Jon's brother's wedding (which is something for another post) and visiting friends out there. Maybe I'll get to be able buy a new dress for the occassion, hm??
Friday, June 02, 2006
Open Connections
For about a week now, Cailyn, my 8 y.o. has been asking for her own blog. She has never taken an interest in the internet before, although she knows about it; how could she not, since Mom practically lives there many days! LOL But, the request came out of the blue for me and Jon and we've taken our typical parental strategy: ignoring it and hoping it will go away.
That strategy hasn't worked this time. I guess the kid is catching on to us.
At dinnertime last night, Jon and I drilled her with questions about why she wants a blog. In language so concise that any writer would be jealous, she gave this reason first:
"Because."
That's usually my line when she asks why she should do something. Nothing like turning my words back on me.
We sat down with her and explained all about internet safety. She's a smart girl, but she is only 8, and I certainly don't want her putting out any information on the net that is dangerous to her or to our family. I mean, we're not in the witness protection program, but have any of you seen those Dateline episodes where they show the creepy internet stalker guys walking into a house looking for some "conversation" with kids? The mind boggles.
Jon still wasn't convinced this was a good idea and asked Cailyn, again, why she wanted a blog. Cailyn got quiet for a moment and then replied. "I want to write like Mommy."
She had to play that card.
Needless to say, I spent the better part of an evening trying to figure out a way to let her express herself online in a way that is safe and secure. I managed to do that. She now has her own little corner of the world wide web where she cannot be found very easily, where I have full access to her account and have all comments/discussion monitored my me. Pretty much, the kid is keeping a personal diary online. And I'm openly controlling it. I'm not sure how long this will last, but I'll take it where I can get it.
In Cailyn's first post, she "brags" about making mommy "cave". I guess I did a little, but I do want to encourage her to write. I plan on sending out her link to a few select family and our friends, so they can read and respond to her. As a writer and a former teacher, turning down a willingness to be creative and write is something that is hard to refuse.
What's next as my oldest continues to grow up? We've covered clothes and the computer now. I think the next thing is the phone. All of a sudden, she's getting phone calls. It's only one person in particular (her best friend) that calls, but last night, there was a call at the tail end of dinner. We allowed her to take the call. Jon and I just sat at the table, looked at each other with mild amusement and knew that we were entered a new phase of our daughter's life.
She wants to connect more with the outside world. And, as exciting as that is, it also scares the hell out of me. For now, I'll keep a tight grip on the apron strings, even though I'm lengthening them just a bit.
That strategy hasn't worked this time. I guess the kid is catching on to us.
At dinnertime last night, Jon and I drilled her with questions about why she wants a blog. In language so concise that any writer would be jealous, she gave this reason first:
"Because."
That's usually my line when she asks why she should do something. Nothing like turning my words back on me.
We sat down with her and explained all about internet safety. She's a smart girl, but she is only 8, and I certainly don't want her putting out any information on the net that is dangerous to her or to our family. I mean, we're not in the witness protection program, but have any of you seen those Dateline episodes where they show the creepy internet stalker guys walking into a house looking for some "conversation" with kids? The mind boggles.
Jon still wasn't convinced this was a good idea and asked Cailyn, again, why she wanted a blog. Cailyn got quiet for a moment and then replied. "I want to write like Mommy."
She had to play that card.
Needless to say, I spent the better part of an evening trying to figure out a way to let her express herself online in a way that is safe and secure. I managed to do that. She now has her own little corner of the world wide web where she cannot be found very easily, where I have full access to her account and have all comments/discussion monitored my me. Pretty much, the kid is keeping a personal diary online. And I'm openly controlling it. I'm not sure how long this will last, but I'll take it where I can get it.
In Cailyn's first post, she "brags" about making mommy "cave". I guess I did a little, but I do want to encourage her to write. I plan on sending out her link to a few select family and our friends, so they can read and respond to her. As a writer and a former teacher, turning down a willingness to be creative and write is something that is hard to refuse.
What's next as my oldest continues to grow up? We've covered clothes and the computer now. I think the next thing is the phone. All of a sudden, she's getting phone calls. It's only one person in particular (her best friend) that calls, but last night, there was a call at the tail end of dinner. We allowed her to take the call. Jon and I just sat at the table, looked at each other with mild amusement and knew that we were entered a new phase of our daughter's life.
She wants to connect more with the outside world. And, as exciting as that is, it also scares the hell out of me. For now, I'll keep a tight grip on the apron strings, even though I'm lengthening them just a bit.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Quick weight loss update
I'm trying to crank out some small writing projects today, but wanted to post an update.
I successfully completed the Every Day in May challenge I joined with a group on the Weight Watcher Boards. It wasn't an easy challenge, with Mother's Day, Cailyn's confirmation party and having my best friend in the world come for a long overdue vist. But, I got through it all, mostly because I'm the competitive type and didn't want to post a failure on my challenge group! ;) Knew that winning spirit would come in handy for something!
Anyway, as of my weigh-in this morning, I have lost 28.5 pounds! I'm only 3.5 pounds away from losing my 10%. One of my board buddies pointed out that I'm only 21.5 from losing 50!!! Unreal.
I'll keep taking it day by day, one at a time and will continue my journey, slowly but surely! Thanks for all the encouragement I've had from family, friends and readers!
I successfully completed the Every Day in May challenge I joined with a group on the Weight Watcher Boards. It wasn't an easy challenge, with Mother's Day, Cailyn's confirmation party and having my best friend in the world come for a long overdue vist. But, I got through it all, mostly because I'm the competitive type and didn't want to post a failure on my challenge group! ;) Knew that winning spirit would come in handy for something!
Anyway, as of my weigh-in this morning, I have lost 28.5 pounds! I'm only 3.5 pounds away from losing my 10%. One of my board buddies pointed out that I'm only 21.5 from losing 50!!! Unreal.
I'll keep taking it day by day, one at a time and will continue my journey, slowly but surely! Thanks for all the encouragement I've had from family, friends and readers!
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