Random Chatter

Hi there, sorry I was MIA on Monday AND Wednesday.

It's been a busy week trying to prepare for our family va-ca. A week away and air travel to another country (I know it's just Mexico, but that still counts as another country) has me a little stressed out.

Lets back up and start from the beginning---

Weekend was good, having Monday off from work was awesome. I love work holidays. We even enjoyed the day with some Memorial Day festivities with friends at the local city center. Didn't get to stay for the real concert due to Mr. Mister's bedtime and such, but the opening act was good and it was honelty just nice to be out of the house doing something social. It has been a long time since we've been able to do that. Especailly together. It seems like either I'm out or the Hubs is out while the other keeps Mr. Mister.

Sorry for the IG screen shots, I cleaned all the pics off
my phone last night. I was maxed out - AGAIN!

And for Weigh-in Wednesday, well, my weight is up a little, no pic this week. I was so disappointed with myself  I didn't even bother to snap a pic. 161.8 I think is what it said. Booohoo. Totally my fault, lots of cheats been going on. Dang it!

OH! I got a pedicure yesterday for vacation prep. First one in MONTHS! I had seen some white toes on Pinterest and thought I'd go with this trendy scheme. Um, bad idea. I like the look, but as the Hubs put it, you have to have a really good paint job to pull of white.  He made some snide remark about not knowing they still made whiteout as well. Oh he's a funny one.

I also messed them up on my way back to work so looks like I get to redo them tonight, add it to the to-do list!

I'm working on packing and so far I have a two piles of stuff and a list of things to not forget. Looks like it's going to be a looooong night.

AND, I also finally have a hair appointment this evening. It's only been 4 months +. Just a few more and I'd be able to pass my roots off as ombre. Speaking of ombre, my Hair board on Pinterest is full of it -

Super excited for our week away though. Viva la Mexico! This is where I'll be starting Saturday...

Weigh-In Wednesday - Womp, womp.

I'm really kind of aggravated but really shouldn't be. While I did good with eating and even exercising this past week, I went a little extreme on my birthday. So, I'm still sitting on the + side of 160.

I guess this is why people breakup with their scales. Even if you're feeling good about yourself that number can knock you down and be a serious motivation killer.

So time to fess up... I ate a lot of cupcakes on my birthday. My work peeps got me some and it would have been rude to not eat one two three of them.

And then I came home and my mom also brought cupcakes by the house when she came to watch Mr. Mister while the Hubs and I went to dinner.

So I had a bite from all four cupcakes. What!? They were all different flavors and it was MY birthday!!!!

Dinner was good, we went to a new restaurant so the service was incredibly slow, but I didn't mind. It was nice to be out of the house with the Hubs and not be in a hurry. First time in a long, long time.

I did indulge in a litte Miller Lite, but just one eventhough I wanted to drink three more. I love beer.

I had asked for a new full length merior for my birthday gift, but I also wanted it installed on the back of our bathroom door as part of the gift.

About a year ago the Hubs 'borrowed' my mirror for a car show and it never returned. I have to admit, I was pretty impressed with his instillation. He used Command Hooks so he wouldn't have to drill into the door or use that mirror tape.

One command hook on each side 

And two at the bottom. 

He also pointed out this would allow for the mirror to be mobile, I could remove it from the door. I told him to not even think about it, this mirror is NOT to show off the underneath of a car.

Now I can really see what I look like in clothes. I have a feeling this will aid in cleaning out my closet.

So all in all, it was a great birthday - cupcakes, weight-gain and all .

Eh, do you know how hard it is to get all three of us looking at the camera?!?

30 freaking 2

30 effing 2. 30 effing 2. THIRTY EFFING TWO.

This is all that went through my head at 5:30 this morning when I stumbled down the hall to feed a crying baby.

How did this happen? 30 effing 2 years OLD today. I'm the baby of the family, two older brothers. So with being the baby, my mom always makes a big deal about my age. Ya know the, 'My BABY is 32 years old today, on my!" and that got me thinking, what will it be like when MY baby is 32 years old? Good gawd.

I really am not the kind of person that gets caught up on age. I had a hard time with my 30th, but not because I was turning 30, but because I was struggling with making a baby and turing 30.

I actually love birthdays and all that comes along with them. When I was in middle school my BFF Jennifer gave me a balloon bouquet to walk around with for the day. I basically thought it was the best thing ever.

As I've gotten older I treat my birthday kind of like New Years Eve and make resolutions for my next year of life. In no particular order they are --

1 - Live a healthier life. This includes eating better and moving more.
2 - Live a happier life. I'd like to stop getting caught up in the daily BS and instead find joy in the day to day.
3 - Be a better wife. I feel like I take the Hubs for granted. He's a wonderful man and I don't alway tell/show him I think this.
4 - Run a half marathon.
5 - Be a nicer person. I get caught up in gossip and shit talking form time to time. Gotta stop that.
6 - Stay in touch with loved ones. From family to friends, I kind of suck at keeping in touch and making the effort to call. I'm awesome at emails, Facebook messages and text, but a phone call goes a long way and means so much more. So, I will be better at that.

Confessions: Glasses

Sometimes most of the time when I'm wearing my reading glasses, I forget they aren't sunglasses. I don't wear my reading glasses all that much so this happens about 100% of the time.

This causes a problem because I'm a starer. Baaaad. I love to people watch and I'm not sly about it. Not at all. I just can't help it.

I alway have been. Even as a kid I can remember my mom telling me to not stare. And then two seconds later, dead stare once again.

As an adult, I've gotten better but when I have sunglasses on, it's as if I have a free pass to stare away.

Happy Friday, get out and enjoy your weekend!

Staring contest anyone? Anyone?

xoxo--
The creepy girl who keeps staring at you.

PS- Big news on the exercise front. This happened last night. With the jogging stroller none the less.

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Confessions: Pants

As my maternity leave was winding down I realized yoga pants wouldn't work for my daily work attire. Sad, sad day. I lived in yoga pants those first 3 months and never once did yoga.

I pulled out all my pre-preggo fat pants, thinking surely those would fit. Um, no. Not even close. Shit. I could either return to work wearing my maternity pants or go buy new ones.  

So while I was out getting diapers at Sam's Club, I decided to look through the clothing section. Whatever, you know you do too. And I stumbled upon some black and grey dress pants. I bought them to ya know, hold me over until I lost the weight. Surely for just a few weeks. 

I have been wearing them for months now. But here's the good news, they are FINALLY getting too big. You've been good to me Sam's Club size 12 pants, but I'm not sad to see you go. 

Why hello extra room in the rear. Little less junk in my trunk these days. 

And these were a little tight on me when I started. 

And while we're being honest, I also wore quite a few pairs of my maternity pants the first few months back to work. Within the past month or so I've been able to get back into some of my fat pants.  Thank God, I was just waiting for someone to call me out and ask if I was expecting again so soon. Few. 

Weigh-in Wednesday

Good morning blog buddies. So good news, I didn't gain on our weekend away. I am very proud of myself for that. I generally jump willingly off the wagon with a running start any and everytime we go out of town for a weekend.

But I stuck to low-carb options and passed on all the delicious cakes, pies and other tasty homemade sweets.

I'm at 160 this fine Wednesday morning. I was really hoping/thinking I'd be 159 or less so a little dissapointed with myself on that. I ate a few things yesterday I sholdn't have and did zero exercise unless you count walking around Walmart for an hour to get some supplies for work.

Speaking of Walmart, I came across these bad boys in the shoe section. 

Fake Toms at Walmart! They are comfortable and only $20! Go get ya some. 

Mexico vacation is just WEEKS away. I tried on some of my one-piece swimsuits Monday night and I don't hate myself in them. Well, I wont once I get a spray tan and wear wedges with them. 

My legs are a problem area. They're big-ish and have cellulite on the front and back these days - gross. So I REALLY need to get to jogging and doing some squats and whatnot to tone that shit up. A spray tan can only do so much. 

Weekend Recap - delayed

We went out of town for Mother's Day weekend and it was a long, long, long weekend.

A six-hour drive with a 9 month old probably wasn't the best idea. Lets just say I broke my pacifier for bed time only rule. And all I had in the diaper bag was the pacifier of his cousin's we were returning. I do have to say pink looks good on him.

It was wonderful when we got there. Enjoyed spending time with family and especially the Hub's grandmas. He's really lucky to still have both living and in good health.

Here's a photo of Mr. Mister with his great grandmas.

He also got some pay time with his cousin Ms. O. She's at an adorable age and is a little parrot and repeats almost everything back to you in her sweet little voice. And look at those necklaces! She is in love with jewelry these days. Girl after my own heart. It is really hard to remember what visits were like now before both of these two were around.

Dad decided to take him out on the tracter. I had to refrain from going all helicopter mom and running out there to yank him off of there. 

Here's a pic of me and Mr. Mister on Mother's Day.

After a very late drive home, I came home to flowers and a card from my mom. It was probably one of the sweetest cards she's given me and I teared up at 1:30 a.m. as I stood in the living room reading it.

The tears continued into the wee hours of the morning  but not from me, but Mr. Mister. He woke up around 4 and was not a happy camper. I'm contributing it to teething. I finally realized this and gave him a dose of Tylenol around 6 and he was then out like a light until 8 a.m.

And when we woke up a 8, this is what I walked in on. He is FINALLY sitting himself up. And look at that smile, makes you forget all about the sleepless night. Man I love him.

Hope you all had a wonderful Mother's Day!