My name is Kendra and I am obese. I need to focus, for real. I need to lose 77 lbs. Even then, certain weight calculators and BMI requirements say I'm overweight still...hmmm.
Right now, I'm obese! Just say that out loud...O.B.E.S.E. I was going to say it sounds like a disease and laugh, but it IS. Obese. Obese. Obese.
My focus has been Maggie and adjusting to having a terrible back. I eat what's quick and easy and some days don't care what goes into my body. As far as exercise, who am I kidding. Walking is few and far between. What is it gonna take for me to DO something about how I look. I don't want to say I just want to be skinny, I want to be healthy. So here's what apparently in the back of my mind surfaced a couple days ago, I didn't care because I want to get pregnant again anyways, so why put all the hard work in to just gain it back? Ok, for real, what kind of ridiculous attitude is that? If I try, it lasts like 4 days, then I stop. My back starts to stiffen and I get super nervous it's going to 'go out' again. I have to find something that works for me for the long haul and that doesn't hurt my back. I weight 4 lbs MORE than when I gave birth to Maggie. I lost like 2 lbs after she was born, how is that possible if she weighed 6 lbs 14 oz? Anywho, I feel like a failure and I'm embarrassed with how I look. Two people have either asked me or indirectly asked if I was pregnant again. Um, no, I just look 6 mos pregnant with my big fat gut. If I start to cut back on calories and certain foods, I feel deprived. Hello, emotional attachment to food. I was 140 lbs in high school and played 3 sports, I know now would be different to get back down to 140 lbs, but my point is: I thought I was fat then. Whatever. I had muscle definition, a waist, and boobs...hello, if I looked like that now, I'd be hot. Anywho, I'm just feeling like I'm a little lost in balancing all this. I need some sort of motivation. I know I'm supposed to take care of myself first so I can take care of others(Maggie), but why do I see this as something I'll start again and I'll just fail, so why even try?! I don't have that go-get-'em attitude like I should. I know what I'm supposed to do, I know that nothing tastes as good as being thin feels, but I like food. I like the satisfaction I get from it, ugh. Wouldn't I be MORE satisfied if I did something good for myself instead? Wouldn't I be less tired all the time? Wouldn't my back feel better with 70 some lbs off my body to lug around? Energy, what's that? How do I make this a change that is for the rest of my life? Even when I type that 'rest of my life', it's another sinking feeling of why even start or try? Why do I feel like this? Because it's hard? I know it's hard because I have lost weight and gained it back like 4times now......I remember thinking when I was 21 that it was the last time, that was 11 years ago...ugh....so maybe when I'm 33 in April of 2010 it'll be the last time????? O.B.E.S.E. Again, say it out loud, it's not a sexy word. O.B.E.S.E.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
ever changing
Maggie is changing up her own schedule again. Jenna warned me of this, just when you get used to something they do or it seems like there is a rhyme or reason to what's going on, it changes. She is now getting up in the morning early and wanting to keep her paci and blanket with her out on the couch and watch tv. Now she's slowly waking up unlike before shen she'd just get up and start jumping around in her crib like she was nuts. Sometimes she'll sit still for like an hour. That is a long time. Seems like 2 nights now too she wants to wind down doing the same thing. She goes in her room and grabs her blanket if it isn't with her already and sits up on the couch like a big girl. Yesterday, Aj was downstairs getting ready for work and I was packing his lunch and Maggie was just in on the couch watching the Notre Dame Football game all by herself. She was all snuggly in her blanket and was content for like 45 mins just sitting there. Seriously just one week ago, she was going going going going like the energizer bunny all day long. It would take me grabbing her to get her to even sit on my lap for one minute. She'd come to me to sit on my lap to read a book, but other than that, she was MOVING. Is this her little way of telling me she's getting older? Is she now not going to be a morning person right out the gate? She's not crabby first or last part of the day either, unless I try to take her blanket or paci away, then we have issues. She gives me this look like um, why you do that? She is also very helpful now in getting dressed for the day. She likes to help put her pants on. She'll stand up, without me directing her, hold onto my shoulders and raise one of her toots to put in the leg hole. It's so cute. She pretty much picks out which shoes she wears for the day too. I have usually 3 pairs out and she lets me know which ones she is NOT wearing. It's very clear that she knows what goes with her outfit. Are you kidding me kid? :)
When Aj leaves for work now too, her routine is different. She did it all on her own too. He stands outside the glass door and they fist bump the window at each other, too cute. Then she is like bye bye and shuts the big door. I think she thinks it's cool that she can push the BIG door closed. Anywho, my point: She is getting so big so fast. Things are changing. She is trying to say just about everything too! This is crazy!! She says tuhhdown(touchdown), house, mo(elmo), coo coo...pee...wow...AaGhee(Auntie Jenn)...Mimi...Poppa...pop...hop...two...
When Aj leaves for work now too, her routine is different. She did it all on her own too. He stands outside the glass door and they fist bump the window at each other, too cute. Then she is like bye bye and shuts the big door. I think she thinks it's cool that she can push the BIG door closed. Anywho, my point: She is getting so big so fast. Things are changing. She is trying to say just about everything too! This is crazy!! She says tuhhdown(touchdown), house, mo(elmo), coo coo...pee...wow...AaGhee(Auntie Jenn)...Mimi...Poppa...pop...hop...two...
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Bling
Maggie and I went to Walmart to check on the deals...and we needed some groceries.
She kills me. She likes bling. She will reach out of the cart as far as she can and 'uh uh uh' for very girly things. Today it was the big heart bracelet with Disney Princesses on it, there are 3 beaded bracelets all attached by this big gawdy plastic heart. So, for $3.50, she is one happy shopper. She also really really liked the Women's Elmo sweatshirt, the whole sweatshirt was red and Elmo's face took up the whole front, god awful ugly, only came in woman's sizes, I don't think Maggie appreciated that. I had to get her to want the Elmo DVD that was on sale, nothing blingy about the dvd case MomMom, duh. Then towards the front of the store was the container of Wet Ones that fits in your car's cup holder, this was a must apparently because it was yellow and pink, girly blingy enough for Maggie to want it. Hey, why not, can't have too many wipes.
Where in the world is she getting the blingy girly gene from? I couldn't be less blingy. I do earrings(small ones) and my wedding rings, that is as blingy as I get on a normal basis. I don't wear really girly clothes. No frills. Jeans and sweatshirts are how I roll. I guess Disney knows their stuff and how to market the frilly girly blingy crap, the more attractive it is to little girls like Maggie the more money they make...maybe she'll grow out of it, but I'm not holding my breath:)
(She slept with her bracelet too...so much for saving it for a stocking stuffer)
She kills me. She likes bling. She will reach out of the cart as far as she can and 'uh uh uh' for very girly things. Today it was the big heart bracelet with Disney Princesses on it, there are 3 beaded bracelets all attached by this big gawdy plastic heart. So, for $3.50, she is one happy shopper. She also really really liked the Women's Elmo sweatshirt, the whole sweatshirt was red and Elmo's face took up the whole front, god awful ugly, only came in woman's sizes, I don't think Maggie appreciated that. I had to get her to want the Elmo DVD that was on sale, nothing blingy about the dvd case MomMom, duh. Then towards the front of the store was the container of Wet Ones that fits in your car's cup holder, this was a must apparently because it was yellow and pink, girly blingy enough for Maggie to want it. Hey, why not, can't have too many wipes.
Where in the world is she getting the blingy girly gene from? I couldn't be less blingy. I do earrings(small ones) and my wedding rings, that is as blingy as I get on a normal basis. I don't wear really girly clothes. No frills. Jeans and sweatshirts are how I roll. I guess Disney knows their stuff and how to market the frilly girly blingy crap, the more attractive it is to little girls like Maggie the more money they make...maybe she'll grow out of it, but I'm not holding my breath:)
(She slept with her bracelet too...so much for saving it for a stocking stuffer)
Friday, November 27, 2009
you know when something is missing
Thanksgiving was a success. I was worried, Aj was deep frying the turkey this year. It was very yummo and moist(that's for you Jenj). I am bummed though, not enough left overs for a sandwich, which is what I like more than the 'dinner' itself. I would pass over all desserts to have a sandwich at like 9pm while playing cards with the family... damn, too many people, not enough bird...and no mashed potatoes, just sayin...you know when something is missing because you have it every year, but it's just food right?...I would have brought some taters in a box mixed up nice and buttery, but I thought the menu was taken care of...anywho...
I can get over it, I know, because Thanksgiving was great. I have alot to be thankful for....alot. Maggie of course being numero uno!
Maybe next year we buy an extra turkey breast for left over sammiches...hmmmmm
oh wait, I was saying what I'm thankful for, ha.
:)
Black Friday? Really? the news said it might as well be a holiday...wow. Um, no. It shouldn't. Today should be a continuation of Thanksgiving and family time, not freakin' shopping. Stay in your pj's, watch movies, cuddle and be thankful...you can even now legally put up your Christmas decorations if you wish:) You do know that it isn't 'legal' to put up xmas stuff until today right? :)
Let the Reason for the Season shine through...and keep your tree in the box because you have a 17 month old...Busting out the table topper tree, stockings and lights should be just fine...oooo but then there are more electrical cords to worry about...lights on the porch, we can look at through the windows...stockings hung high...battery operated tree up on the table...no cords, no Maggie getting electricuted, now that's a 'Murry' Christmas! It'll feel like something is missing not having a big nice tree and xmas stuff threw up all over the house, but when Maggie is old enough to help and not eat everything, it'll be much more fun for da MomMom!!
I can get over it, I know, because Thanksgiving was great. I have alot to be thankful for....alot. Maggie of course being numero uno!
Maybe next year we buy an extra turkey breast for left over sammiches...hmmmmm
oh wait, I was saying what I'm thankful for, ha.
:)
Black Friday? Really? the news said it might as well be a holiday...wow. Um, no. It shouldn't. Today should be a continuation of Thanksgiving and family time, not freakin' shopping. Stay in your pj's, watch movies, cuddle and be thankful...you can even now legally put up your Christmas decorations if you wish:) You do know that it isn't 'legal' to put up xmas stuff until today right? :)
Let the Reason for the Season shine through...and keep your tree in the box because you have a 17 month old...Busting out the table topper tree, stockings and lights should be just fine...oooo but then there are more electrical cords to worry about...lights on the porch, we can look at through the windows...stockings hung high...battery operated tree up on the table...no cords, no Maggie getting electricuted, now that's a 'Murry' Christmas! It'll feel like something is missing not having a big nice tree and xmas stuff threw up all over the house, but when Maggie is old enough to help and not eat everything, it'll be much more fun for da MomMom!!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Hilarious Blog from Melissa!! A MUST READ!
i have a great thanksgiving time story. it happened to one of my friends from ywam (youth with a mission). i was in denver ywam in 2000. the thanksgiving after the year i was in here's what happened....
my friend, katie, was in a safeway. (that's the stores that they have a lot of places.. it was a few days before thanksgiving. katie was walking around the store minding her own business when she noticed a very conspicuous rather large black woman walking down the aisle. she just happened to follow this lady out of safeway. the manager of the store noticed this lady... she was nearly waddling, but you could totally tell she was trying to get away with something. there wasn't much proof though. so, my friend katie follows her out of the store. about 10 feet from the entrance a 10 pound ham falls out of this ladies shirt... and the lady yells, "fo real do, who phrew dat ham at me!?" so now, at the most opportune times myself, or one of my friends that's heard this story... will randomly yell out, "fo real do, who phrew dat ham at me!?"
good times. hope everyone has a blessed ham this thanksgiving :)
my friend, katie, was in a safeway. (that's the stores that they have a lot of places.. it was a few days before thanksgiving. katie was walking around the store minding her own business when she noticed a very conspicuous rather large black woman walking down the aisle. she just happened to follow this lady out of safeway. the manager of the store noticed this lady... she was nearly waddling, but you could totally tell she was trying to get away with something. there wasn't much proof though. so, my friend katie follows her out of the store. about 10 feet from the entrance a 10 pound ham falls out of this ladies shirt... and the lady yells, "fo real do, who phrew dat ham at me!?" so now, at the most opportune times myself, or one of my friends that's heard this story... will randomly yell out, "fo real do, who phrew dat ham at me!?"
good times. hope everyone has a blessed ham this thanksgiving :)
Temporary Insanity
So other than I really must have been insane, the 12 reasons to not have dogs is
1. Maggie likes them from a distance or in a cage.
2. Leona, our cat, does not like ANY other animals.
3. Double the vet bills.
4. Vet bills at all, we have one income, dumb idea.
5. I have enough on my platter of stuff to do.
6. I'm a lazy pet owner, I admit it.
7. It's going to be winter...
8. Cleaning up dog pee in the living room and trying to keep Maggie out of the way was not the easiest thing ever.
9. Aj was like 80% not on board and 20& sorta on board with getting the dogs.
10. I was 80% excited and 20% nervous, never 100%!
11. Deciding to not get the dogs, was not a conversation about dogs, it was a much deeper conversation about communication between a man and his wife.
12. I don't want to clean up dog poop in the back yard.
Anywho, a good conversation came about because of the dogs, but that is between me and my husband. We have communication difficulties. He never wants to deny me of anything....the jist...we don't have two dogs and we won't ever speak of getting a dog until maybe and this is a big maybe, we have two kids that are like 10 and 12...even then, I want my low maintenance kitties. Apparently I'm not a dog person like I thought, you can't be a lazy pet owner and have a dog! Hello. Cats, now that's it. Leona is fat, lazy and pretty ok with laying around and playing with Maggie when Maggie says so:) Leona is really good with Maggie surprisingly. Maggie can just about sit on her and Leona will just move or roll away...Why did I want to mess up this little family that was comfy? Temporary Insanity. It happens.
1. Maggie likes them from a distance or in a cage.
2. Leona, our cat, does not like ANY other animals.
3. Double the vet bills.
4. Vet bills at all, we have one income, dumb idea.
5. I have enough on my platter of stuff to do.
6. I'm a lazy pet owner, I admit it.
7. It's going to be winter...
8. Cleaning up dog pee in the living room and trying to keep Maggie out of the way was not the easiest thing ever.
9. Aj was like 80% not on board and 20& sorta on board with getting the dogs.
10. I was 80% excited and 20% nervous, never 100%!
11. Deciding to not get the dogs, was not a conversation about dogs, it was a much deeper conversation about communication between a man and his wife.
12. I don't want to clean up dog poop in the back yard.
Anywho, a good conversation came about because of the dogs, but that is between me and my husband. We have communication difficulties. He never wants to deny me of anything....the jist...we don't have two dogs and we won't ever speak of getting a dog until maybe and this is a big maybe, we have two kids that are like 10 and 12...even then, I want my low maintenance kitties. Apparently I'm not a dog person like I thought, you can't be a lazy pet owner and have a dog! Hello. Cats, now that's it. Leona is fat, lazy and pretty ok with laying around and playing with Maggie when Maggie says so:) Leona is really good with Maggie surprisingly. Maggie can just about sit on her and Leona will just move or roll away...Why did I want to mess up this little family that was comfy? Temporary Insanity. It happens.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
The Army? Really? Really, Really.
I still to this day cannot believe Jenna was in the Army. It's not that she didn't have it in her. She has it in her to do whatever she puts her mind to. She is strong and smart like that. But joining the Army? I still can't fathom it.
I would never. I have too many issues with well everything I'd have to do in the Army. Sleeping in and on who knows what...what if I had to shit? They don't just say oh, well honey, the bathroom with the magazines is right over there, take your time, we'll come back around for you:)...
Never.
I would never. I have too many issues with well everything I'd have to do in the Army. Sleeping in and on who knows what...what if I had to shit? They don't just say oh, well honey, the bathroom with the magazines is right over there, take your time, we'll come back around for you:)...
Never.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Target Tantrum
Today was one of those days, well day two of one of those days. Maggie didn't really nap other than about 45 mins or so and that makes for a long day. She needs her quality 2 hours mid day and so does Mommy. I need my break. Plus started my period, meaning: I have cramps, I'm tired and I'm NOT pregnant. So I was a little bummed.
After Maggie woke up from her 45 min snooze, she was strong crab. Aj , bless his heart, took her with him to Menards to buy a turkey fryer to give me a little time by myself. They were gone about an hour and I paid bills and watched Ellen. Boring, but nice.
I called a couple people to go shopping but no one was able to, so Maggie and I went to Target by ourselves. We ate Pizza Hut dinner and I wanted to look for some Christmas presents. She was fine, just busy looking at everything, holding and folding 75% off Pumpkin stickers...then, she was done. I took her to the toy aisles...OH MY...she was in heaven. I let her down outta the cart and she was a nut case...Elmo, "beebee"(dolls), horseys, dora, little ugly monster looking bouncy balls, oh a fuzzy Elmo, Oh the Elmo hands, oh baby Ariel, oooo baby Cinderella...She was so happy, I hated to have to stop it. But, hello, we can't spend the night at Target, they aren't open 24 hrs. Anywho, surprisingly she was ok getting back in the cart and I made my way for the check out. 3 lanes open and lots of people...took awhile and she was getting pretty ansy...and yes, I said 3 lanes! We paid for out stuff, I put her coat on and let her down out of the cart to leave. I let her walk in and out cuz she oh so enjoys the big red concrete balls outside of Target. Well, apparently she didn't want to go, I'm putting on my sweatshirt (cuz I got really warm in Target with their heat at 95 degrees) and she throws herself down on her chest and starts to yell, half cry, half yell kinda of thing. She starts to push herself backward while still on the ground, kinda at a slide...all this took like 3.2 milliseconds and I pick her up and she is arching her back and starting to really cry...I go to grab my diaper bag and my one bag of Target goods so I can pretty much bolt and carrying her out of there...and then she just stops. She's fine. She realizes we are going out where the big red concrete balls are! She is lucky I was warm, I let her run around outside the front of Target for 25 mins between the balls, by the carts, up on the curb on the side of the building, back down the the balls, over to the tree...Mommy's laughing now, Maggie's running and laughing and looking oh so cute...so that would be our first official tantrum! Dear God, If you know what's good for me, please don't let there be a 2nd. Ha
After Maggie woke up from her 45 min snooze, she was strong crab. Aj , bless his heart, took her with him to Menards to buy a turkey fryer to give me a little time by myself. They were gone about an hour and I paid bills and watched Ellen. Boring, but nice.
I called a couple people to go shopping but no one was able to, so Maggie and I went to Target by ourselves. We ate Pizza Hut dinner and I wanted to look for some Christmas presents. She was fine, just busy looking at everything, holding and folding 75% off Pumpkin stickers...then, she was done. I took her to the toy aisles...OH MY...she was in heaven. I let her down outta the cart and she was a nut case...Elmo, "beebee"(dolls), horseys, dora, little ugly monster looking bouncy balls, oh a fuzzy Elmo, Oh the Elmo hands, oh baby Ariel, oooo baby Cinderella...She was so happy, I hated to have to stop it. But, hello, we can't spend the night at Target, they aren't open 24 hrs. Anywho, surprisingly she was ok getting back in the cart and I made my way for the check out. 3 lanes open and lots of people...took awhile and she was getting pretty ansy...and yes, I said 3 lanes! We paid for out stuff, I put her coat on and let her down out of the cart to leave. I let her walk in and out cuz she oh so enjoys the big red concrete balls outside of Target. Well, apparently she didn't want to go, I'm putting on my sweatshirt (cuz I got really warm in Target with their heat at 95 degrees) and she throws herself down on her chest and starts to yell, half cry, half yell kinda of thing. She starts to push herself backward while still on the ground, kinda at a slide...all this took like 3.2 milliseconds and I pick her up and she is arching her back and starting to really cry...I go to grab my diaper bag and my one bag of Target goods so I can pretty much bolt and carrying her out of there...and then she just stops. She's fine. She realizes we are going out where the big red concrete balls are! She is lucky I was warm, I let her run around outside the front of Target for 25 mins between the balls, by the carts, up on the curb on the side of the building, back down the the balls, over to the tree...Mommy's laughing now, Maggie's running and laughing and looking oh so cute...so that would be our first official tantrum! Dear God, If you know what's good for me, please don't let there be a 2nd. Ha
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
No Manual? Really?
I was thinking today about all the jobs and schooling I've had. In each job or school, they give you instructions or training or books or tests. Yearly reviews...time clocks...dress codes...cheat sheets...refresher courses....So why on God's green earth when Aj and I pulled away from the hospital about 16 months ago with a LIFE in our backseat was there no test? no training? no manual? not even an instruction pamphlet? They were more worried that I HAD to be wheeled out in a wheel chair for safety reasons and that our car seat was installed correctly. The lady that checked the car seat tugged on the straps, wow that did alot! Anywho, parenting IS flying by the seat of your pants. The more I read and googled sometimes, the more frustrated I became. Oh and comparing your kid to someone else's, big no no. They are all so not the same. My daughter is 16 months old and I'm sure she isn't the only one who eats 6 princess noodles and could care less about food. She still takes bottles, they are nutrients for a non-food could-give-a-hoot baby. She still sleeps with a paci and blanket. Neither of which bug me. What's the crime in wanting to soothe? What's the crime in wanting her blanket to sleep with? I want a quilt and I'm 32 yrs old. She is so not ready to start potty training, I just KNOW she isn't. She's too little in my opinion. The Moms that have kids walking, talking and potty trained at a year must be saints or psychos...cuz I haven't a clue how they did it.
Seems insane to me. I have a sense or feeling about what Maggie needs and when. I KNOW I'm doing good, but what a hard job. It's not like you can quit your job cuz it's not going well, you are a MOM. This job never ends. No one could possibly prepare you for this, wow... so, someone already figured that part out and that's why they just let you drive off (probably laughing) with your baby and just wave goodbye...what could they possibly have told me? What could they possibly have said to make me GET IT? Like, "Hey good luck, it's the toughest most awesome job you'll ever have and you'll cry alot and love alot more?". No wonder there's no manual, I felt so happy to be a Mommy it wouldn't have mattered anyways! Like I'd have read it!
Seems insane to me. I have a sense or feeling about what Maggie needs and when. I KNOW I'm doing good, but what a hard job. It's not like you can quit your job cuz it's not going well, you are a MOM. This job never ends. No one could possibly prepare you for this, wow... so, someone already figured that part out and that's why they just let you drive off (probably laughing) with your baby and just wave goodbye...what could they possibly have told me? What could they possibly have said to make me GET IT? Like, "Hey good luck, it's the toughest most awesome job you'll ever have and you'll cry alot and love alot more?". No wonder there's no manual, I felt so happy to be a Mommy it wouldn't have mattered anyways! Like I'd have read it!
Monday, November 16, 2009
2 hrs of tv
1 16 month old on the go daughter,
2 on their way to be ours puppies,
1 husband...
am I nuts?
:)
anywho, 2 hrs of tv, if I walked on my treadmill for 2 hrs...anywho, going to sit and ENJOY my family and our tv schedule!
2 on their way to be ours puppies,
1 husband...
am I nuts?
:)
anywho, 2 hrs of tv, if I walked on my treadmill for 2 hrs...anywho, going to sit and ENJOY my family and our tv schedule!
WHAT IF?
Aj and I, off the wall really, while stuffing our faces with some Chick Fil A...and sharing fries with Maggie (healthy snack)...brought up that we haven't made a will yet. What if something would happen? Oh, it just can't. Seriously, we want to raise Maggie. We are her parents. She needs us. We need her. I need her more than anything. God knows my prayers and he knows that if something were to happen what I'd want. No one will love her as much as I do. Only thing that comes close I'm sure is God's love for her. I want my sister to be Maggie's guardian if something were to happen to me and AJ. But again, I'm her Mom and I want to raise her and watch her graduate and get married and have kids and...and...and...you get me here. But, what if? Two little small words that could change everything. Two little small words that could completely destroy things as we know it. Two little small words that are really the worst two words in the whole wide world.. Two little small words 'What if'? We know people that have had what if's happen to them, we are not safe from what ifs...but I want to be.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Thankful with a Headache
I'm thankful for Maggie.
I'm thankful that Maggie is healthy.
I'm thankful for Grey's Anatomy.
I'm thankful Izzy was on the show last night.
I'm thankful for Diet Mnt Dew.
I'm thankful for being 'able' to stay home.
I'm thankful that Maggie is napping because I dont feel so good.
I'm not thankful that my nephew has the flu...ugh
Today, I'm just trying to put a positive spin on just about everything because I'm not feeling too positive...hmmm...maybe it's my headache?!
See, even my blog suffers. SnOrE!
I'm thankful that Maggie is healthy.
I'm thankful for Grey's Anatomy.
I'm thankful Izzy was on the show last night.
I'm thankful for Diet Mnt Dew.
I'm thankful for being 'able' to stay home.
I'm thankful that Maggie is napping because I dont feel so good.
I'm not thankful that my nephew has the flu...ugh
Today, I'm just trying to put a positive spin on just about everything because I'm not feeling too positive...hmmm...maybe it's my headache?!
See, even my blog suffers. SnOrE!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
never the right temperature
I used to love the cold, with Maggie now, um, not so much...
Takes longer to get ready to leave...check the weather, dress accordingly, bundle up...pack extra gloves and a hat (just in case)...nevermind thinking about how I'm dressed...today, thought I'd be warm, had on t-shirt, jeans and flip flops..step outside and it's cold...Maggie is dressed perfectly. I am not. But do I waste time going back in to put on a sweatshirt, socks and shoes? No. Keep moving. It's a feat just getting outta the house at the time you wanted to, so freeze. Turn the heat up in the car on your frozen tootbugs and drive. Not that bigga deal, right? I get warmed up eventually because Maggie is on the go and places now have their heat cranked sooooooo much I'd be sweating if I wore much more...I just can't win. Maybe a good start would be just putting the flip flops away for winter...hmmm...now there's a thought:) Seems no matter what I do, I'm the opposite temperature I'm supposed to be...think I'd be used to it by now, but I'm not. Thanks for listening to my rant...
Takes longer to get ready to leave...check the weather, dress accordingly, bundle up...pack extra gloves and a hat (just in case)...nevermind thinking about how I'm dressed...today, thought I'd be warm, had on t-shirt, jeans and flip flops..step outside and it's cold...Maggie is dressed perfectly. I am not. But do I waste time going back in to put on a sweatshirt, socks and shoes? No. Keep moving. It's a feat just getting outta the house at the time you wanted to, so freeze. Turn the heat up in the car on your frozen tootbugs and drive. Not that bigga deal, right? I get warmed up eventually because Maggie is on the go and places now have their heat cranked sooooooo much I'd be sweating if I wore much more...I just can't win. Maybe a good start would be just putting the flip flops away for winter...hmmm...now there's a thought:) Seems no matter what I do, I'm the opposite temperature I'm supposed to be...think I'd be used to it by now, but I'm not. Thanks for listening to my rant...
Sunday, November 8, 2009
date nights do help
Didn't think it was a big deal to MISS a few date nights, by missing, I'm saying like months since a date night...well, not true, much needed re-connect adult time with my hubby...
who'd a thunk, it worked:) We are in a better place already! Little drive to New Buffalo, change of scenery, long drive to just talk and sing and blab...dinner at The Stray Dog...couple adult beverages...laughing about Maggie, talking...fish taco binge...walking outside, holding hands...browsed the Gear store...found a sweatshirt I want for xmas...orange hoodie...walked by the little marina by the restaurant...laughed pretty hard about the last time we were at The Stray Dog... this memory will be better than the last thank goodness...drove home talking about pretty much whatever and singing country music...came home and got comfy in our pj's...watched some tv...didn't have a bedtime to worry about...wink wink nod nod...fell asleep...woke up...picked up Maggie about 10:00 this morning...as much fun as we had we missed her soooo much...she could have cared less...she was all about her MiMi this morning...came home and cooked out on the grill for lunch...Maggie played in the leaves again and in her little princess car...came in for naptime...i get to have alone computer time while watching The Bears lose...aj is outside doing boy stuff, cleaning up the backyard and the leaves, throwing away the rotting pumpkins...good weekend......
THIS is what it's all about:)
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Kenj Binge
1. eats too much
2. loves Maggie
3. gets irritated easily by annoying people and sounds
4. isn't liking to wear shoes other than flip flops
5. has 2 pair of jeans
6. married Aj in a greenhouse in a black dress:)
7. texts too much
8. likes facebook
9. loves blogging
10. likes to browse the junk in the back at TJ MAXX
11. likes breakfast food for dinner
12. likes our family dinner time routine...
13. loves to watch Ellen.
14. wants to dance like Ellen.
15. really likes Ellen's hair and clothes
16. wonders if I like too many things about Ellen ? :)
17. is starting to like beer more
18. sleeps on my left side due to my carpal tunnel, would rather sleep on my right side
19. sleeps with the fan on, too quiet is bad!
20. loves when Maggie cuddles with me on the couch
21. doesn't like to PUT AWAY the laundry
22. the clothes I wear on a normal basis are in a laundry basket in my dining room because Aj sleeps during the day and I don't want to have to go in the room and wake him, I'm being considerate and lazy:)
23. has issues with a particular obvious body part and has considered surgery...hmmmm
24. has nice nails without doing anything to them
25. like my feet
26. hate the tattoo I have on my foot, but it hurt so bad, I'm chicken to get it covered up
27. regrets covering up my Tweety Tattoo, it's dumb and a stupid tweety tattoo but it was my 1st one and I was young and dumb, but i still regret it...oh well too late now.
28. misses Michael Jordan and watching the Bulls
29. misses C.A.R.T
30. always wanted to be 5'8"
31. was as tall as I am now, 5' 5 1/2" in 6th grade!
32. hated being the TALL one of my friends back then
33. likes my own handwriting
34. never finished college(but attended 4 of them)
35. bothers me sometimes, but then I never "just knew" what I wanted to "be" either...
36. had to study my ass off to pull off good grades
37. sucks at math
38. really really really likes to eat Doritoes!
39. could care less about sweets, chocolate, ice cream, candy...
40. is always the opposite temperature of everyone else
41. feels at home when I'm any where my mom is
42. loves having a sister as a best friend!
43. doesn't see the draw to liking Notre Dame
44. has touched Tim McGraw
45. has seen Tim in concert, I think 7 times?!
46. played "Fair" as a kid
47. misses Steven
48. vows to always take care of Maggie no matter what
49. thought I wanted to have 3 boys and be a 'young' mom
50. yea, um, that didn't happen :) HA
51. favorite color is Orange (pink and red being right up there though)
52. prays over Maggie every night
53. tells Aj to be safe and I love him every night when he leaves for work
54. doesn't enjoy cooking really
55. used to scrapbook
56. loves to read
57. can't pick my own good books though, I always read what Jenna tells me too:) otherwise, I'm disappointed...except I chose Harry Potter 1st and told her for like 5 years to read them!!!!!!
58. I don't wash my face before I go to bed...I've read that's bad...but I do it anyways
59. gets sick to my stomach feeling if I don't eat breakfast right when I get up
60. wish I could sing
61. has never been a go-getter
62. had a job for 4 hours once (me, steel toed boots and blood running down my hands didn't get along)
63. one year doing taxes, I finally beat Jenna, had like 22 jobs, seriously.
64. was a sucky waitress
65. likes these list thing like I'm doing
66. likes to proofread everything
67. should vaccuum and dust more
68. is a lazy pet owner
69. has shot a gun, pretty accurately
70. would NEVER join the military
71. wants the GLEE soundtrack
72. likes musicals
73. used to drink ALL THE TIME
74. cries easily
75. wears my heart on my sleeve and it's ok
76. I could eat pizza for every meal
77. mice make my skin crawl..ugh...ewwww
78. afraid of drowning, not necessarily of swimming
79. adjusts ALOT
80. drinks pop every day
81. wants one more kid...even though it's hard
82. had a miscarriage
83. has been to Vegas twice(one time I'd like to forget)
84. drove across the country with Jenna
85. has been to The Grand Canyon
86. Fort Bragg, CA was my favorite place on our little journey
87. could not have drove across the country with anyone else
88. I'd like someday to see Alaska, Italy and Ireland
89. needs to dance more like no one is watching
90. likes quotes
91. is a magazine junkie
92. People is my favorite though, I'm a sucker for celebrity gossip crap! RedBook close 2nd.
93. likes to get pedicures but not manicures
94. cannot see without my contacts or glasses
95. is not the outdoorsey type
96. likes driving
97. would move if her family did too, otherwise nope
98. thinks alot about Black Cat thick cheese pizza
99. goes to the chiropractor almost every day
100. have a hard time putting into words how much I love Maggie!
2. loves Maggie
3. gets irritated easily by annoying people and sounds
4. isn't liking to wear shoes other than flip flops
5. has 2 pair of jeans
6. married Aj in a greenhouse in a black dress:)
7. texts too much
8. likes facebook
9. loves blogging
10. likes to browse the junk in the back at TJ MAXX
11. likes breakfast food for dinner
12. likes our family dinner time routine...
13. loves to watch Ellen.
14. wants to dance like Ellen.
15. really likes Ellen's hair and clothes
16. wonders if I like too many things about Ellen ? :)
17. is starting to like beer more
18. sleeps on my left side due to my carpal tunnel, would rather sleep on my right side
19. sleeps with the fan on, too quiet is bad!
20. loves when Maggie cuddles with me on the couch
21. doesn't like to PUT AWAY the laundry
22. the clothes I wear on a normal basis are in a laundry basket in my dining room because Aj sleeps during the day and I don't want to have to go in the room and wake him, I'm being considerate and lazy:)
23. has issues with a particular obvious body part and has considered surgery...hmmmm
24. has nice nails without doing anything to them
25. like my feet
26. hate the tattoo I have on my foot, but it hurt so bad, I'm chicken to get it covered up
27. regrets covering up my Tweety Tattoo, it's dumb and a stupid tweety tattoo but it was my 1st one and I was young and dumb, but i still regret it...oh well too late now.
28. misses Michael Jordan and watching the Bulls
29. misses C.A.R.T
30. always wanted to be 5'8"
31. was as tall as I am now, 5' 5 1/2" in 6th grade!
32. hated being the TALL one of my friends back then
33. likes my own handwriting
34. never finished college(but attended 4 of them)
35. bothers me sometimes, but then I never "just knew" what I wanted to "be" either...
36. had to study my ass off to pull off good grades
37. sucks at math
38. really really really likes to eat Doritoes!
39. could care less about sweets, chocolate, ice cream, candy...
40. is always the opposite temperature of everyone else
41. feels at home when I'm any where my mom is
42. loves having a sister as a best friend!
43. doesn't see the draw to liking Notre Dame
44. has touched Tim McGraw
45. has seen Tim in concert, I think 7 times?!
46. played "Fair" as a kid
47. misses Steven
48. vows to always take care of Maggie no matter what
49. thought I wanted to have 3 boys and be a 'young' mom
50. yea, um, that didn't happen :) HA
51. favorite color is Orange (pink and red being right up there though)
52. prays over Maggie every night
53. tells Aj to be safe and I love him every night when he leaves for work
54. doesn't enjoy cooking really
55. used to scrapbook
56. loves to read
57. can't pick my own good books though, I always read what Jenna tells me too:) otherwise, I'm disappointed...except I chose Harry Potter 1st and told her for like 5 years to read them!!!!!!
58. I don't wash my face before I go to bed...I've read that's bad...but I do it anyways
59. gets sick to my stomach feeling if I don't eat breakfast right when I get up
60. wish I could sing
61. has never been a go-getter
62. had a job for 4 hours once (me, steel toed boots and blood running down my hands didn't get along)
63. one year doing taxes, I finally beat Jenna, had like 22 jobs, seriously.
64. was a sucky waitress
65. likes these list thing like I'm doing
66. likes to proofread everything
67. should vaccuum and dust more
68. is a lazy pet owner
69. has shot a gun, pretty accurately
70. would NEVER join the military
71. wants the GLEE soundtrack
72. likes musicals
73. used to drink ALL THE TIME
74. cries easily
75. wears my heart on my sleeve and it's ok
76. I could eat pizza for every meal
77. mice make my skin crawl..ugh...ewwww
78. afraid of drowning, not necessarily of swimming
79. adjusts ALOT
80. drinks pop every day
81. wants one more kid...even though it's hard
82. had a miscarriage
83. has been to Vegas twice(one time I'd like to forget)
84. drove across the country with Jenna
85. has been to The Grand Canyon
86. Fort Bragg, CA was my favorite place on our little journey
87. could not have drove across the country with anyone else
88. I'd like someday to see Alaska, Italy and Ireland
89. needs to dance more like no one is watching
90. likes quotes
91. is a magazine junkie
92. People is my favorite though, I'm a sucker for celebrity gossip crap! RedBook close 2nd.
93. likes to get pedicures but not manicures
94. cannot see without my contacts or glasses
95. is not the outdoorsey type
96. likes driving
97. would move if her family did too, otherwise nope
98. thinks alot about Black Cat thick cheese pizza
99. goes to the chiropractor almost every day
100. have a hard time putting into words how much I love Maggie!
Friday, November 6, 2009
CooCoo Gene
Now I know what's wrong with me...I do need these pills I thought I could just do without.
I stopped taking my anti-depressants(lets call them makes-me-even-keel-not-on-a-roller-coaster pills) about 3 or 4 weeks ago....ohhhhhhh downward spiral...........I thought I'd be fine off of them, why the thought even came to me I'm not sure. I should have turned around over my shoulder and pulled out the ol' Ace line "Yes, Satan?"...
Either way, I'm back on them. I think my body really doesn't make enough of the chemical I need, and if I do, I surely don't make enough, I shouldn't have to feel soooooo lousy/bummed/down so often...When I had a little talk about all this with Aj, I realized my family is nuts, so apparently the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree...I won't mention any names to protect the innocent(or guilty) but I'll list a few things that have happened that makes me think there might be a CooCoo Gene:
Alcoholism BIG time, addictive personalities, drug abuse, food abuse, suicidal, having to stay on the 7th floor(whatever floor is for coocoo patients) of LaPorte Hospital for days to come out of a not so random freak out moment, shopping at Walmart buying a cart full of everything you don't need because you say you just haven't been sleeping enough (cart has like 20 DVD's, a kitchen sink, 22 packs of gum, clothes that aren't your size, clothes that aren't your kids' sizes, house plants...etc)...only to find out that person wasn't sleeping and has some chemical imbalance or something, this chemical imbalance thing travels down to another person too with crazy weird insomniatic episodes...
I'm sure it's not just my family, but I'll choose to stay on my little happy pill cuz well, I feel NORMAL on it. I don't have a good definition for normal, but it's how I want to feel. I want to feel happier more days than not. I want to feel like I'm in control of my emotions and won't slip into a major downward mess. I like feeling good, so gosh darn it, I'm admitting I have a CooCoo Gene, but I'm washing down a pill in the morning to make me a Happy Coo Coo! :)
*CHEERS*
I stopped taking my anti-depressants(lets call them makes-me-even-keel-not-on-a-roller-coaster pills) about 3 or 4 weeks ago....ohhhhhhh downward spiral...........I thought I'd be fine off of them, why the thought even came to me I'm not sure. I should have turned around over my shoulder and pulled out the ol' Ace line "Yes, Satan?"...
Either way, I'm back on them. I think my body really doesn't make enough of the chemical I need, and if I do, I surely don't make enough, I shouldn't have to feel soooooo lousy/bummed/down so often...When I had a little talk about all this with Aj, I realized my family is nuts, so apparently the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree...I won't mention any names to protect the innocent(or guilty) but I'll list a few things that have happened that makes me think there might be a CooCoo Gene:
Alcoholism BIG time, addictive personalities, drug abuse, food abuse, suicidal, having to stay on the 7th floor(whatever floor is for coocoo patients) of LaPorte Hospital for days to come out of a not so random freak out moment, shopping at Walmart buying a cart full of everything you don't need because you say you just haven't been sleeping enough (cart has like 20 DVD's, a kitchen sink, 22 packs of gum, clothes that aren't your size, clothes that aren't your kids' sizes, house plants...etc)...only to find out that person wasn't sleeping and has some chemical imbalance or something, this chemical imbalance thing travels down to another person too with crazy weird insomniatic episodes...
I'm sure it's not just my family, but I'll choose to stay on my little happy pill cuz well, I feel NORMAL on it. I don't have a good definition for normal, but it's how I want to feel. I want to feel happier more days than not. I want to feel like I'm in control of my emotions and won't slip into a major downward mess. I like feeling good, so gosh darn it, I'm admitting I have a CooCoo Gene, but I'm washing down a pill in the morning to make me a Happy Coo Coo! :)
*CHEERS*
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Edit Button
It was obvious after Jenna showed me, but there's an edit button for posts:) Now, I'm probably going to obsessively go back and re-read all my posts and make sure they don't need editting, great.
Is there an edit button for life?? If there is, am I just missing it? Is it right in front of my face? Does Jenna need to show me? Wait, if there was an edit button for life and Jenna found it already, she sooooooo would have told me by now,right? If not, she not a good sister like I thought.
This could be deep, do I NEED an edit button? What would I edit? oh, wait, drunken stupors made many many many edit moments...wow, yes, alot of edit moments. Too many to mention or I'd want to admit. If you're reading this and were with me in some of these moments, you know what I'm talking about. Men, driving drunk, puking, crying...too much information? Glad I don't do that stuff anymore. Glad Aj made me see the light about not NEEDING to drink:) My bad and sad moments have taught me something as much as happy moments have...
I could edit out quite a lot but then I also wouldn't be the person I am sitting here right now.
Is there an edit button for life?? If there is, am I just missing it? Is it right in front of my face? Does Jenna need to show me? Wait, if there was an edit button for life and Jenna found it already, she sooooooo would have told me by now,right? If not, she not a good sister like I thought.
This could be deep, do I NEED an edit button? What would I edit? oh, wait, drunken stupors made many many many edit moments...wow, yes, alot of edit moments. Too many to mention or I'd want to admit. If you're reading this and were with me in some of these moments, you know what I'm talking about. Men, driving drunk, puking, crying...too much information? Glad I don't do that stuff anymore. Glad Aj made me see the light about not NEEDING to drink:) My bad and sad moments have taught me something as much as happy moments have...
I could edit out quite a lot but then I also wouldn't be the person I am sitting here right now.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Dear, Victoria Beckham...
I hay chu.
You're pretty and I'm stealing your pixie haircut.
I'm sure mine won't actually look as cute as yours because I out weigh you by 120 lbs AT LEAST.You have a nice face, you have a nice shaped chin and neck, ok then, bye bye now, I'm gonna go gag down a brussel sprout for lunch :) You heard me, A brussel sprout.
Who am I kidding, bring on the pizza rolls, which is technically all I have to eat for lunch because I need to go to the grocery store and my wonderful working husband's employer apparently didn't post/send/do checks yet cuz it ain't (I said ain't) in my bank account like it should be.
hmmmmm........I'm willing to bet Vicki B doesn't have THIS problem!
:)
You're pretty and I'm stealing your pixie haircut.
I'm sure mine won't actually look as cute as yours because I out weigh you by 120 lbs AT LEAST.You have a nice face, you have a nice shaped chin and neck, ok then, bye bye now, I'm gonna go gag down a brussel sprout for lunch :) You heard me, A brussel sprout.
Who am I kidding, bring on the pizza rolls, which is technically all I have to eat for lunch because I need to go to the grocery store and my wonderful working husband's employer apparently didn't post/send/do checks yet cuz it ain't (I said ain't) in my bank account like it should be.
hmmmmm........I'm willing to bet Vicki B doesn't have THIS problem!
:)
Portable Elmo
Maggie is teething.
Maggie is crabby.
Maggie is adorable .
Maggie is lucky she's cute.
Maggie does NOT wanna sit still.
Maggie does not wanna stay in her stroller so Mommy can shop.
Maggie gets out of stroller after I can't take the whining anymore, there's the problem, I cave...
and she won't stay in one area or hold my hand...with my back bad, I cannot just follow her around and pick her up and move her and herd her like a lil sheep...
so back in the stoller, not having it, I have the one thing I went to Kohl's for, need to leave pronto, it's not her fault, but she's making me crazy. I get home and Jenna calls me and says is everything better now. It only got better when I put in the Elmo DVD again. Jenna reminds me of how she did her own thing when Will was this age, a portable DVD player! I remember, it went everywhere we did, in his lap, in his car seat, in the stroller, in the cart...she has one and is loaning it me so I can go places for longer than 45 mins with Maggie! Portable Elmo! Yeah!
GENIUS.
Maggie is crabby.
Maggie is adorable .
Maggie is lucky she's cute.
Maggie does NOT wanna sit still.
Maggie does not wanna stay in her stroller so Mommy can shop.
Maggie gets out of stroller after I can't take the whining anymore, there's the problem, I cave...
and she won't stay in one area or hold my hand...with my back bad, I cannot just follow her around and pick her up and move her and herd her like a lil sheep...
so back in the stoller, not having it, I have the one thing I went to Kohl's for, need to leave pronto, it's not her fault, but she's making me crazy. I get home and Jenna calls me and says is everything better now. It only got better when I put in the Elmo DVD again. Jenna reminds me of how she did her own thing when Will was this age, a portable DVD player! I remember, it went everywhere we did, in his lap, in his car seat, in the stroller, in the cart...she has one and is loaning it me so I can go places for longer than 45 mins with Maggie! Portable Elmo! Yeah!
GENIUS.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Momma Kenj
This blog is also hogface inspired...I never had nicknames growing up that stuck. Good thing too. I really never 'wanted' one because I love the name Kendra. Anywhos.....
My first one ever was KeKe, the Prgomelja kids couldn't say Kendra...that was a cute one but that stopped after they could say my name. Sometimes my aunt will still write KeKe to be cute, but it didn't stick. It went away as they grew up...bummer.
I had a few that people just gave me that were dumb and I didn't like...
One I remember, Goon, was from my junior high basketball coach cuz I think I missed a lay up or something and he was like What are you doing.......Goon? (I think he was mad but couldn't cuss)
At some point when Brian, Shana and Kiana lived with me(that's a whole nuther story in itself ha) they started calling me Kenjie(Kiana was like 7 or 8 and that's what she called me)...which eventually shortened up to Kenj...I think Kenj stuck cuz Will could say it. I LOVE the nickname Kenj, esp when it's preceeded by Aunt.
I have a feeling Kenj is sticking with me because Will is now 4 and could very easily say Aunt Kendra, but how boring is that? I like being called Aunt Kenj so please keep calling me that Will, thank you.
Maggie can't call me Kenj. Well unless it follows Momma, Momma Kenj....maybe my best nickname is yet to come because it'll come from Maggie! :) hmmmm...I wonder what it'll sound like? :) Basically, anything she calls me will be my favorite I'm a guessin!!
My first one ever was KeKe, the Prgomelja kids couldn't say Kendra...that was a cute one but that stopped after they could say my name. Sometimes my aunt will still write KeKe to be cute, but it didn't stick. It went away as they grew up...bummer.
I had a few that people just gave me that were dumb and I didn't like...
One I remember, Goon, was from my junior high basketball coach cuz I think I missed a lay up or something and he was like What are you doing.......Goon? (I think he was mad but couldn't cuss)
At some point when Brian, Shana and Kiana lived with me(that's a whole nuther story in itself ha) they started calling me Kenjie(Kiana was like 7 or 8 and that's what she called me)...which eventually shortened up to Kenj...I think Kenj stuck cuz Will could say it. I LOVE the nickname Kenj, esp when it's preceeded by Aunt.
I have a feeling Kenj is sticking with me because Will is now 4 and could very easily say Aunt Kendra, but how boring is that? I like being called Aunt Kenj so please keep calling me that Will, thank you.
Maggie can't call me Kenj. Well unless it follows Momma, Momma Kenj....maybe my best nickname is yet to come because it'll come from Maggie! :) hmmmm...I wonder what it'll sound like? :) Basically, anything she calls me will be my favorite I'm a guessin!!
Monday, November 2, 2009
Elmo Saves the Day!
It's like a diary for me, here in blog world, but today I can't think of anything I want to write about...sooo here's our day today...
Maggie's internal clock didn't get set back an hour, so we got up an hour 'earlier' for two days...her gums are swolt bigga time with some teefers coming in...poor girl...Maggie had a meltdown crying throwing herself back in the front yard when I tried to put her hat back on her...only thing that would soothe her long enough for me to make her a bottle was Elmo. I've been replaced by Elmo. Elmo can soothe Maggie and I can't, well at least today he did. Most days she wants me to be her comfort. That'll suck when that goes away...maybe it won't...Either way, Elmo really calmed her down, she was smiling and dancing and acting normal. I felt guilty for a minute, then realized how bad can it be? It's semi-educational, more so than say SpongeBob...so what's it hurt? It makes her happy and gives me a moment to breathe...La La La La La La La La Elmo's World, Elmo loves his gold fish, his crayons too, that's Elmo's World...Thank You Elmo:)
(Oh god, I know the Elmo's World song but probably not the most current song on the radio, officially a Mom? :) aggggghhhhhhh)
Maggie's internal clock didn't get set back an hour, so we got up an hour 'earlier' for two days...her gums are swolt bigga time with some teefers coming in...poor girl...Maggie had a meltdown crying throwing herself back in the front yard when I tried to put her hat back on her...only thing that would soothe her long enough for me to make her a bottle was Elmo. I've been replaced by Elmo. Elmo can soothe Maggie and I can't, well at least today he did. Most days she wants me to be her comfort. That'll suck when that goes away...maybe it won't...Either way, Elmo really calmed her down, she was smiling and dancing and acting normal. I felt guilty for a minute, then realized how bad can it be? It's semi-educational, more so than say SpongeBob...so what's it hurt? It makes her happy and gives me a moment to breathe...La La La La La La La La Elmo's World, Elmo loves his gold fish, his crayons too, that's Elmo's World...Thank You Elmo:)
(Oh god, I know the Elmo's World song but probably not the most current song on the radio, officially a Mom? :) aggggghhhhhhh)
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