Return from the Land of Corn

WEIGHT WATCHERS REPORT +1 Pound
DAMMIT. DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT.
I can't believe I gained a pound.
Wait, yes I can. I was at home for 4 days eating whatever I pleased........hmph.
Back on track today. Only dipped like 2 points into the old flex today. Very good.

Well we had a blast of a trip home to Indy to see the folks and go to Matt and April's baby shower. The list of fun activities that we got to experience were (and in no order)

• The Children's Museum of Indianapolis with the Memmers
• Visiting with Tim and Justin
• Seeing the Train Yard where Uncle Matt works and a freight engine at full speed flying away
• Going to the Fire Station to see all the fire trucks
• Going to the Pizza King station to eat dinner - the train brings around your drinks on these cool train cars
• Having a cook out and pool party at Carols

Pretty much a little kid's dream - it was a really big time. Plus my folks picked up a little paddling pool for their back yard. We nearly went through a whole pack of swimmers we were in and out of that thing so much. And it was so great to see Matt and April. April's tummy is getting so big - I can hardly wait to see my sweet baby niece. It's so weird because for so many years I was so much older than Matt - but now it's like we're the same age - married with kids. I'm so happy about it though - because Matt has always meant so much to me. We were both kids for a while, even though I was older. Then I was AGES older than him for the longest - really. It's like he was this person I loved so much it hurt - but I just didn't know him anymore.

And now that's all changed and I'm so happy about it because I missed him a lot. Somewhere in my mind he's still the little blonde who used to sneak into my bed at night because he was scared, and who would run screeching into my room "Santa was here- Santa was here" not realizing that I had been up till 2 helping Mom put together whatever godforsaken toy it was he was so overjoyed about.

And so anyway, all sniveling sobby stuff aside.......it was great to go home (but where did all the pollution come from?) and now I'm back to my own home, and it feels even better to be here.

I suppose that's what it means to be a grown up.

Return from the Land of Corn

WEIGHT WATCHERS REPORT +1 Pound
DAMMIT. DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT.
I can't believe I gained a pound.
Wait, yes I can. I was at home for 4 days eating whatever I pleased........hmph.
Back on track today. Only dipped like 2 points into the old flex today. Very good.

Well we had a blast of a trip home to Indy to see the folks and go to Matt and April's baby shower. The list of fun activities that we got to experience were (and in no order)

• The Children's Museum of Indianapolis with the Memmers
• Visiting with Tim and Justin
• Seeing the Train Yard where Uncle Matt works and a freight engine at full speed flying away
• Going to the Fire Station to see all the fire trucks
• Going to the Pizza King station to eat dinner - the train brings around your drinks on these cool train cars
• Having a cook out and pool party at Carols

Pretty much a little kid's dream - it was a really big time. Plus my folks picked up a little paddling pool for their back yard. We nearly went through a whole pack of swimmers we were in and out of that thing so much. And it was so great to see Matt and April. April's tummy is getting so big - I can hardly wait to see my sweet baby niece. It's so weird because for so many years I was so much older than Matt - but now it's like we're the same age - married with kids. I'm so happy about it though - because Matt has always meant so much to me. We were both kids for a while, even though I was older. Then I was AGES older than him for the longest - really. It's like he was this person I loved so much it hurt - but I just didn't know him anymore.

And now that's all changed and I'm so happy about it because I missed him a lot. Somewhere in my mind he's still the little blonde who used to sneak into my bed at night because he was scared, and who would run screeching into my room "Santa was here- Santa was here" not realizing that I had been up till 2 helping Mom put together whatever godforsaken toy it was he was so overjoyed about.

And so anyway, all sniveling sobby stuff aside.......it was great to go home (but where did all the pollution come from?) and now I'm back to my own home, and it feels even better to be here.

I suppose that's what it means to be a grown up.

Ode to a 19inch Magnavox

I am whacked out tired. Louis and I did the big Fathers day thing last night - all Lou's planning. He told Scott "you need to leave", which was hilarious. Lou is so subtle. We baked a cake, all the kids had baths, we wrapped presents(Lou picked out the wrapping paper - MADAGASCAR THEME) and I did a load of laundry. In the midst of this madness MY TV DIED.
Crap.
We knew it was going - it had a green spot on one corner of the screen so that anything over there had a lovely greenish tinge. And then this week when you turned it on the screen would scramble and roll - like we were trying to watch PPV porn without paying for it - for about 10 minutes before NOGGIN or SESAME STREET would actually come on.
Something like less than 5% of Americans only have one TV. We only had one TV - this little 19 inch TV that used to be Laura's bedroom TV. I traded her the living room furniture for it. It was really a great deal, I think, because I've had it since 1998 with no problem. It moved to Broad Ripple, then to KY then to FLA with us without much incident. But these things are DESIGNED to be replaced. I wonder what one does with an old dead TV? It's probably fixable and I'm far too much of a consumer to pursue that avenue......I want NEW. I should see if Salvation Army or AMVETs takes such things - then maybe it would do some good.
Only 4 days till I fly home to Indy to see my family! I cannot WAIT!

Ode to a 19inch Magnavox

I am whacked out tired. Louis and I did the big Fathers day thing last night - all Lou's planning. He told Scott "you need to leave", which was hilarious. Lou is so subtle. We baked a cake, all the kids had baths, we wrapped presents(Lou picked out the wrapping paper - MADAGASCAR THEME) and I did a load of laundry. In the midst of this madness MY TV DIED.
Crap.
We knew it was going - it had a green spot on one corner of the screen so that anything over there had a lovely greenish tinge. And then this week when you turned it on the screen would scramble and roll - like we were trying to watch PPV porn without paying for it - for about 10 minutes before NOGGIN or SESAME STREET would actually come on.
Something like less than 5% of Americans only have one TV. We only had one TV - this little 19 inch TV that used to be Laura's bedroom TV. I traded her the living room furniture for it. It was really a great deal, I think, because I've had it since 1998 with no problem. It moved to Broad Ripple, then to KY then to FLA with us without much incident. But these things are DESIGNED to be replaced. I wonder what one does with an old dead TV? It's probably fixable and I'm far too much of a consumer to pursue that avenue......I want NEW. I should see if Salvation Army or AMVETs takes such things - then maybe it would do some good.
Only 4 days till I fly home to Indy to see my family! I cannot WAIT!

Weight Watchers - They're WATCHING YOU!

Weight Watchers loss 1.8!
That's almost like 2 pounds. It's a miracle since I almsot ate my way through Disney World again. I love the food there. I love the way it smells, I love the way it looks. Even the bad food. I believe that if I did get down to my goal weight
that I would still be a big old fat girl at heart. It's got to be genetic because I could just eat and eat and eat.
On a totally different subject, I walk every day, at least one mile, around our building at work. It takes three laps to make one mile, and it takes me about 15 minutes to do one mile. Where I work is right next to one of the airport final approach fields (with all of the lights and stuff) so there is a lot of wildlife as it's "business park" + protected land. It gets VERY WILD KINGDOM around there some days. We see all sorts of weird bugs and animals romping about doing their thing on their way to the protected land by the airport. But the last two days I have been seeing something that is sort of weirding me out.
Flattened Frogs.
Now, these frogs are on the walking path. This path isn't a thoroughfare to the parking lot or anything, no one uses it BUT the walkers. So - is someone out there walking and STEPPING on frogs? What a dickheaded thing to do.....if that is the case. I can't understand how else it is happening. I'm not exactly watching the ground like a hawk or anything, but I do notice animals on the path - I have SEEN frogs and managed not to squish them. I don't understand just killing a little frog like that. Or if someone is not doing that, then WHAT is happening to these frogs? Aliens coming down and squshing frogs as some sort of experiment?
Some BIG animal using the path at night for exercise and squishing frogs without regard?
I'm a bit surprised and weirded out by the whole thing.
Perhaps there is a frog disease that causes them to die going around, and they flatness is just normal decay.
It's all very troubling.

Weight Watchers - They're WATCHING YOU!

Weight Watchers loss 1.8!
That's almost like 2 pounds. It's a miracle since I almsot ate my way through Disney World again. I love the food there. I love the way it smells, I love the way it looks. Even the bad food. I believe that if I did get down to my goal weight
that I would still be a big old fat girl at heart. It's got to be genetic because I could just eat and eat and eat.
On a totally different subject, I walk every day, at least one mile, around our building at work. It takes three laps to make one mile, and it takes me about 15 minutes to do one mile. Where I work is right next to one of the airport final approach fields (with all of the lights and stuff) so there is a lot of wildlife as it's "business park" + protected land. It gets VERY WILD KINGDOM around there some days. We see all sorts of weird bugs and animals romping about doing their thing on their way to the protected land by the airport. But the last two days I have been seeing something that is sort of weirding me out.
Flattened Frogs.
Now, these frogs are on the walking path. This path isn't a thoroughfare to the parking lot or anything, no one uses it BUT the walkers. So - is someone out there walking and STEPPING on frogs? What a dickheaded thing to do.....if that is the case. I can't understand how else it is happening. I'm not exactly watching the ground like a hawk or anything, but I do notice animals on the path - I have SEEN frogs and managed not to squish them. I don't understand just killing a little frog like that. Or if someone is not doing that, then WHAT is happening to these frogs? Aliens coming down and squshing frogs as some sort of experiment?
Some BIG animal using the path at night for exercise and squishing frogs without regard?
I'm a bit surprised and weirded out by the whole thing.
Perhaps there is a frog disease that causes them to die going around, and they flatness is just normal decay.
It's all very troubling.

So I owe apologies to many. Many. Many. I owe apologies to all the diners at the Brown Derby at MGM who were trying to enjoy their dates - and their nouveau cuisine, only to have to listen to the shrieking of my children. To the breakfasting families at the Perkins - who again had to listen to the shrieking of my children. To the dining couples at MEXICO at Epcot, who also had to listen to the shrieking of my children. Children shrieking and thrashing and sobbing are not the appropriate background music to a fine Perkins breakfast, nor do they set the mood at that nice Mexican restaurant at Epcot. There is a lovely AZTEC Pyramid, there is a volcano, there is a river, and then.......there are Charlie and Miles McNeal - terrorists of the first order.
The problem is, here in this house, we follow a bit of a Reagan Doctrine (despite being quite liberal) and that is this.

We do not negotiate with terrorists.

This policy has a dual effect. It forces my offspring, after months of conditioning, to behave properly out in public. Louis is a good example of this policy working. He goes out to dinner, eats his meal with pretty much no drama. The twins, however, are in their learning curve. I think they believe that they can tag team us into submission. They are wrong, but the downside to our policy is that despite all logic WE WILL CONTINUE TO TAKE THEM OUT WHICH WILL CAUSE HAVOC WHEREVER WE GO. The havoc will end, and we'll have THREE children who know how to act in public - but the next 3-6 months may be complete drama on the eating out front.
I pity those diners who do have the sense to flee when we arrive.
And this SHOULD be a link to a picture of Louis as Han Solo!

So I owe apologies to many. Many. Many. I owe apologies to all the diners at the Brown Derby at MGM who were trying to enjoy their dates - and their nouveau cuisine, only to have to listen to the shrieking of my children. To the breakfasting families at the Perkins - who again had to listen to the shrieking of my children. To the dining couples at MEXICO at Epcot, who also had to listen to the shrieking of my children. Children shrieking and thrashing and sobbing are not the appropriate background music to a fine Perkins breakfast, nor do they set the mood at that nice Mexican restaurant at Epcot. There is a lovely AZTEC Pyramid, there is a volcano, there is a river, and then.......there are Charlie and Miles McNeal - terrorists of the first order.
The problem is, here in this house, we follow a bit of a Reagan Doctrine (despite being quite liberal) and that is this.

We do not negotiate with terrorists.

This policy has a dual effect. It forces my offspring, after months of conditioning, to behave properly out in public. Louis is a good example of this policy working. He goes out to dinner, eats his meal with pretty much no drama. The twins, however, are in their learning curve. I think they believe that they can tag team us into submission. They are wrong, but the downside to our policy is that despite all logic WE WILL CONTINUE TO TAKE THEM OUT WHICH WILL CAUSE HAVOC WHEREVER WE GO. The havoc will end, and we'll have THREE children who know how to act in public - but the next 3-6 months may be complete drama on the eating out front.
I pity those diners who do have the sense to flee when we arrive.
And this SHOULD be a link to a picture of Louis as Han Solo!

Star Wars Weekend - GEEK FEST

So we did the big STAR WARS WEEKEND at MGM STUDIOS. Man it was rainy and MISERABLE. You have NEVER seen so many wet Jedis. Or is it Jedi? I think it is Jedi. It's hard to look cool and in character when you are soaking WET. But we did get rockin Star Wars Weekend T Shirts. (Okay, yes, I AM that big of a geek). My kids on the other hand thought that whole MGM scene was a drag and screamed and cried like RAVING LUNATICS most of the day. They had fun the first day at Magic Kingdom but really, MGM and EPCOT were like these scenes from a movie where you're watching the characters and every move they make is the wrong one. Such as "We'll go to dinner at Brown Derby for guaranteed seating at FANTASMIC" - and then you $150 dinner is a nightmare because your kids scream and cry and horrify the other diners all night. And then you go to FANTASMIC because your two year old likes Dragons lately, but then you realize he only likes the fun cartoon dragons who sing and dance, not the DEVIL SOUL SUCKING DRAGONS of Fantasmic.
Yeah, THAT was a good idea.
It was like watching someone elses demon children - only they were mine - and I HAVE TO TAKE THEM HOME WITH ME WHETHER I WANT TO OR NOT.
And well, despite the fact that the weekend was wet due to Tropical Storm Arlene, and the kids were MONSTERS of the WORST SORT, it's still fun to take your kids to Disney.

Even when they are bad.

Star Wars Weekend - GEEK FEST

So we did the big STAR WARS WEEKEND at MGM STUDIOS. Man it was rainy and MISERABLE. You have NEVER seen so many wet Jedis. Or is it Jedi? I think it is Jedi. It's hard to look cool and in character when you are soaking WET. But we did get rockin Star Wars Weekend T Shirts. (Okay, yes, I AM that big of a geek). My kids on the other hand thought that whole MGM scene was a drag and screamed and cried like RAVING LUNATICS most of the day. They had fun the first day at Magic Kingdom but really, MGM and EPCOT were like these scenes from a movie where you're watching the characters and every move they make is the wrong one. Such as "We'll go to dinner at Brown Derby for guaranteed seating at FANTASMIC" - and then you $150 dinner is a nightmare because your kids scream and cry and horrify the other diners all night. And then you go to FANTASMIC because your two year old likes Dragons lately, but then you realize he only likes the fun cartoon dragons who sing and dance, not the DEVIL SOUL SUCKING DRAGONS of Fantasmic.
Yeah, THAT was a good idea.
It was like watching someone elses demon children - only they were mine - and I HAVE TO TAKE THEM HOME WITH ME WHETHER I WANT TO OR NOT.
And well, despite the fact that the weekend was wet due to Tropical Storm Arlene, and the kids were MONSTERS of the WORST SORT, it's still fun to take your kids to Disney.

Even when they are bad.