FINALLY, we found our long lost Taebo tapes! We looked, and looked, and did some more looking. This afternoon I got a little crazy and looked again, they were exactly where we had looked at least a billion times. I guess the Gods were on our side this time. I am excited and anxious to get this working out thing going again. We can use our old Taebo tapes until our new ones get here that we recently purchased because we couldn't find our old ones - go figure. Maybe this will help my funk I have been in lately. I can hope anyway.
This past weekend Kevin and I had another date. We used our 2 hours wisely and went grocery shopping without kids. Who knew grocery shopping could be so much fun? As we were walking through the florescent grocery store, he looks down on my head (he is 6'4" after all) and says this
"I think it's time you start coloring your hair!"
Apparently, not only did I get my awesome cooking skills from my mother (I LOVE YOU MOM!), but I also got her ability to grow tons of gray white hair. She started coloring her white hair at 30. I turn 29 in 10 days. You do the math.
By the way this wasn't the first time we have discussed my lovely white turning hair. It has been a running joke between us for awhile now. I am always telling him in those god awful florescent places to advise me of any white hair he may see. I guess the joke has ended and I better go find me some hair color. The ignorant bliss was fun while it lasted.
The other day while I was grocery shopping at Wal-Mart SuperCenter (gotta love one stop shopping!) I did something really crazy. I bought some slippers! What is crazy about that right? Well, I haven't bought slippers like ever. Seriously. I am a hot natured person (LUCKY ME! NOT!), so I never want anything on my feet. No thank you.
Well, now that we don't have a damn dishwasher anymore, my feet kill me, I mean really kill me when I stand at the sink for what seems like hours on end. Our kitchen floor is very hard and not too easy on the feet. So as I am walking through the slipper aisle, I hear a voice saying to me, "Kelly, you MUST buy me! Nathan and Austin would LOVE you for it!" Sure enough, it was some damn Elmo slippers calling out my name.
Leave it to me, to not buy cool or elegant slippers (is there such a thing?) but instead buy ELMO slippers because the boys will get a kick out of it seeing mommy wear anything re: Elmo. I swear I have been a sahm for way too long. I need some serious help.
Beautiful aren't they?
I know you are dieing to know. I am very happy with them. They make me feel all warm and toasty inside. And well, Nathan and Austin love them too.
This is what I look like now. Minus the tan and swimsuit. It has been years since I wore anything close to resembling a swimsuit. You also need to add stretchmarks from two pregnancies and the stomach needs to be much fatter after having my stomach stretched by two 9 pound plus babies.
This is what I hope to look like by Christmas. It would be about a 45 pound weightloss. My track record for losing weight isn't so great in the last few years, so much for getting real. It should be interesting, that's for sure.
For the record, the boys were more than worth it!
This is me when Kevin and I first met, my poor husband ;) I have been up and down on the scale for years. Atleast he has gained about the same amount too. We could be the poster children for the married couple who gets fat and happy.
You know the book, "She's Come Undone" by Wally Lamb? Yeah, one of the Oprah books. Well, I bought it when she first announced it as a book club pick years ago and have yet to read it all the way thru. I could be the poster child for that title. It's amazing how much a person can change once they become a mom (only if you let it of course). I used to be someone who wouldn't leave the house without a shower. I would never forget to brush my teeth in the morning. I never used to wear t shirts/shorts or jammies just about everyday. I always painted my fingernails and toenails, I seriously don't remember the last time I had polish on. I used to love rings, earrings, and bracelets. I used to get teased by my loved ones for brushing my hair so much. I used to like getting my picture taken. In the past I didn't mind looking in the mirror. I never went days without leaving the house. I used to care what I looked like. I used to have time to care.
I keep saying I need and want to loose atleast 45 pounds, (preferably 60) but I haven't done a damn thing about it. It's really hard to get my motivation going nowadays. We are still waiting and hoping. I keep thinking when and if we finally move, I will be happier, thus want to loose weight. I tell myself the stupidest things I tell ya. When I have a bad night with Austin not sleeping (I have been up since 4am and got to bed late) I tell myself that I deserve some frozen pizza or ice cream. No, you idiot, what you deserve is to be happy and healthy for yourself and for your family.
A lot of my "undoneness" is due to letting my weight get too high and some of it is from the big change to staying home full time. I really need to get my act together. I need to find the old me again. I deserve that and my boys deserve that.