Update to "inches"

Pot luck. At work. Today.

What a great way to start my second day of writing down everything I eat. Not really.

It's awful. I mean, who wants to write down "salad, egg roll, crackers with cream cheese and peper jelly, cookie, sloppy joe, special k bar, tiny wieners" and the pot luck isn't over yet!

Well, apparently I must. Because you may have noticed that I didn't say "who wants to eat" all this stuff because well, it's already down the hatch. And it was yummy. Really good. Maybe I was getting faint from hunger after my light breakfast of pop tarts with butter and a banana. (I'm just kidding about the "light" part, for all of you who want to tell me that two pop tarts have the caloric equivelant of 500 spoonfulls of sugar. I already know... and still I enjoy. With lots of butter.) Hmmm.

Anyway, wish me well as I jump back on the bandwagon... tomorrow. :)

So, I've added a few extra inches to my waistline lately and not because I'm you-know-what... because I'm not... so I can't blame it on that.

Also, Katie is 3 and a half and Jake is 7 months old now so I can't say it's still baby fat.

And unfortunately my clothes are getting a bit tight (and when I say "a bit" I mean, I put them on and want to yell at John because he must have washed them in hot water... and then I remember that he doesn't wash my clothes so...) which means that I either learn how to sew like the people on that show with many children OR I figure something out.

So, I am pleased to announce that I HAVE A PLAN! My plan...



is to write down everything I eat.

What, did you think it would involve excercise??? :)

So I started this morning after I got to work and picked up a delicious breakfast from the cafeteria.

First I had to jot down "two cookies" (what could I do? They were on the kitchen table when I left this morning and I ate them in the car on the way to work) and then I wrote down "sausage croissant breakfast sandwich... with jelly. One pop."

So far I think it's helping because this morning I really wanted some almond M&Ms at about 9:30, then at about 9:46, 10:01, 10:08, 10:17, and finally at 10:25, (then I got really busy so I didn't have a chance to think about it) I really wanted to visit the candy dish (the one with the good candy like KitKats and Almond Joy and peanut M&Ms... mmmm) BUT I stopped myself because really, how bad would it be if I knew I would be writing it down and STILL stuffed myself? Really. Really. Bad.

Now I've got to add "hotdog, cookie, pop, chips" to my list.

Oh, and I might as well add Tootsie Pop to the list now because I'll probably enjoy that this afternoon (or now).

Letter to Katie

Dear Katie,

When you take a bath, it is never acceptable to dunk your large bottle of 3-in-1 shampoo/conditioner/body wash into the tub. Especially if that bottle is open. Especially if you plan on squeeeeeezing it. Lots. Especially if mommy is in the other room changing your sheets (listening for any splashes or silences that may indicate problems) and not watching you with her own two eyes. Really it's not acceptable.

Especially when it's the next morning and mommy has forgotten that the tub was full full full of bubbles and that when the water runs out the slippery bubble film stays.

Especially when mommy is in a rush in the morning and steps into the tub for her shower and notices that it's kind of like standing on a hill... covered in ice... under a waterfall.

Mommy got all the way in before she realized that it might be tough to stand up when her feet are slipping allllll around but soldiered on anyway and started to clean the tub with her foot and well, let's just say that mommy was surprised to still be flexible enough that when one foot went one way and the other foot went the other way... she was able to stay upright. (I'll tell you a little secret... mommy hasn't attempted to do the splits since, well, probably since she was your age so it was a reliefe that she didn't end up on her tushy butt.)

Thanks for understanding.

Much love,
Mommy