Sunday, April 29, 2012
The unerotic erotic
There are a lot of things that you find day to day that can be erotically stimulating. Weird things. My favorite is having my toes cracked. It seriously is an orgasm waiting to happen. Most people hate having their toes cracked, or anything cracked for that matter, but for me, it is a necessity. I can tell it's been too long when I can hear my toes crack as I walk or my toes ache as I put on my Brooks running shoes. Having them cracked makes my whole body feel better. Odd - yes, I know.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Creature of Habit
Some would call me anal, but I prefer the term "creature of habit". Sounds a lot better, right? I do the same things every week and the routine of it just helps me assure that it gets done. Friday morning, I get up and immediately strip our bed and put the sheets in the wash. That way, when I get back from the walk to school, they're done and ready to be put in the dryer. Then I can take a shower and put the towels in right after I am done. I wash the whites next, my clothes, and then James' clothes. It's a good thing I work from home, because if I didn't, I don't think all of it would get done. Well, I know it wouldn't because that is how it used to be when I worked outside the house.
When I was young, my mom had this routine set up for us as well. Every Saturday morning we would have to get up and spend the whole morning cleaning and doing laundry. We all pitched in and it got done. Okay, we as in my mom and siblings. My dad never cleaned anything in the house that I can recall. I really can't wait until the boys are old enough to do that. I am getting a little sick of doing the majority of it myself. I have started to spread it out during the week since we have gotten into our weekend routines. The last thing I want to do it give up my Sat/Sun naps to clean - I look forward to those all week long. And now I can have Dylan help cleaning their bathroom. The pee everywhere is so gross!!!! I don't pee on the floor, so why should I be the one cleaning it up? Wow, I took a left turn there and just kept right on going.
Part of my "anal nature" is that all of the towels have to be folded a certain way and put away a certain way. I even have a routine for how I pull the towel off the rack and dry myself off so that when I am done, the tag is in the right place for me to fold it and put it away. I'm not crazy, really.... I have a certain way I load the dishwasher and it kills me when I go to unload it and the stuff is not where it should be. That is probably why I do most of it myself. The saying "if I want it done right I will do it myself" is so me.
Okay, I had better get back to work...... Or maybe go make some lunch.....
When I was young, my mom had this routine set up for us as well. Every Saturday morning we would have to get up and spend the whole morning cleaning and doing laundry. We all pitched in and it got done. Okay, we as in my mom and siblings. My dad never cleaned anything in the house that I can recall. I really can't wait until the boys are old enough to do that. I am getting a little sick of doing the majority of it myself. I have started to spread it out during the week since we have gotten into our weekend routines. The last thing I want to do it give up my Sat/Sun naps to clean - I look forward to those all week long. And now I can have Dylan help cleaning their bathroom. The pee everywhere is so gross!!!! I don't pee on the floor, so why should I be the one cleaning it up? Wow, I took a left turn there and just kept right on going.
Part of my "anal nature" is that all of the towels have to be folded a certain way and put away a certain way. I even have a routine for how I pull the towel off the rack and dry myself off so that when I am done, the tag is in the right place for me to fold it and put it away. I'm not crazy, really.... I have a certain way I load the dishwasher and it kills me when I go to unload it and the stuff is not where it should be. That is probably why I do most of it myself. The saying "if I want it done right I will do it myself" is so me.
Okay, I had better get back to work...... Or maybe go make some lunch.....
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Am I Jealous?
I have been on this weight loss / gym journey for over 3 years now. I have lost weight, got healthy, and learned a ton about myself. I am nowhere near my goal. I plateaued out over 2 years ago, and I am stuck. I hate it! I can't get below my pre-pregnancy weight. That is my ultimate goal.
Well, that has nothing to do with this.... I go to the gym 5 days a week, and almost everyday I see this one woman. She is who I have started measuring myself against, though I know I shouldn't. She is maybe 25-30 years old, blonde, thin, fit. I have never seen her check a kid into kids club, but I can't say if she has kids or not. But it is obvious that she is an active runner and has been doing it for years. I can tell by the way she runs, her posture, and her body that she is a runner. She runs while reading, which is amazing! She wears probably small or x-small t-shirts and the tiniest shorts. SHE MAKES ME WANT TO BE BETTER!
I have started to compare myself to her and watch what she is doing while she is there. On Sunday morning while I was running, I had people on both sides of me, and she was one treadmill away from me. After the guy on my left side left, she moved right one treadmill until she was next to me. I couldn't figure it out. Was she trying to have someone to "run with"? Or was she looking for some competition? Or was her treadmill messing up and she needed a new one? I can't imagine it was the last, as there were several other treadmills open in the gym. I understand the reason for wanting to run with others though. If I have people on either side of me, or if I am running alone, I don't have as much motivation to run as I would if I was surrounded by runners. It is one of the reasons I have contemplated joining the Team In Training for the half marathon. Okay, a little off topic. So, since that girl is at the gym so often as I am, I watch her and pay attention. She does the same things I do, only longer, faster, stronger, better. I have never felt the need to compete in running, but I started to feel that way tonight. It is weird though - I want to do what she does, not be who she is. She runs 4.5 miles in 45 minutes, and I ran 3.5 miles in 45 minutes. She does 15 minutes at a level 10 on the stair master, and I do 10 minutes at a level 7. I am striving to be more than I think I can be. Maybe I am striving to be a fantastic wife, mother, and woman - more than I was. This woman, though she may not know it, is an inspiration and someone that pushes me every time I go to the gym. Am I jealous of her? Nope. I can confidently say that after writing all of this. She pushes me to compete more with myself. I know that as she progresses, I will progress. I won't ever be where she is, but I can be the best person I can be. I feel fantastic, and I won't ever go back to what I was. I rock!!!!
Okay, if you don't know me, please don't judge. I am not arrogant, self-centered, or vain. I am trying to be the healthiest, most well-adjusted person that I can be. I know that there is still a lot of work to be done. I see myself naked and know that I am no supermodel, but I also see myself in clothes and see how far I have come. I have started to feel sexy and try not to hide myself in baggy black clothes. Part of it is some of the people I am around weekly - a lot of the other moms at the schools are larger and don't seem to care that they are rolling out of their clothes. They think that tight = sexy. Not so!!!! Sorry, but it is true.
wow, can't land my plane, huh??? Well, I had better stop.
Good Night!
Well, that has nothing to do with this.... I go to the gym 5 days a week, and almost everyday I see this one woman. She is who I have started measuring myself against, though I know I shouldn't. She is maybe 25-30 years old, blonde, thin, fit. I have never seen her check a kid into kids club, but I can't say if she has kids or not. But it is obvious that she is an active runner and has been doing it for years. I can tell by the way she runs, her posture, and her body that she is a runner. She runs while reading, which is amazing! She wears probably small or x-small t-shirts and the tiniest shorts. SHE MAKES ME WANT TO BE BETTER!
I have started to compare myself to her and watch what she is doing while she is there. On Sunday morning while I was running, I had people on both sides of me, and she was one treadmill away from me. After the guy on my left side left, she moved right one treadmill until she was next to me. I couldn't figure it out. Was she trying to have someone to "run with"? Or was she looking for some competition? Or was her treadmill messing up and she needed a new one? I can't imagine it was the last, as there were several other treadmills open in the gym. I understand the reason for wanting to run with others though. If I have people on either side of me, or if I am running alone, I don't have as much motivation to run as I would if I was surrounded by runners. It is one of the reasons I have contemplated joining the Team In Training for the half marathon. Okay, a little off topic. So, since that girl is at the gym so often as I am, I watch her and pay attention. She does the same things I do, only longer, faster, stronger, better. I have never felt the need to compete in running, but I started to feel that way tonight. It is weird though - I want to do what she does, not be who she is. She runs 4.5 miles in 45 minutes, and I ran 3.5 miles in 45 minutes. She does 15 minutes at a level 10 on the stair master, and I do 10 minutes at a level 7. I am striving to be more than I think I can be. Maybe I am striving to be a fantastic wife, mother, and woman - more than I was. This woman, though she may not know it, is an inspiration and someone that pushes me every time I go to the gym. Am I jealous of her? Nope. I can confidently say that after writing all of this. She pushes me to compete more with myself. I know that as she progresses, I will progress. I won't ever be where she is, but I can be the best person I can be. I feel fantastic, and I won't ever go back to what I was. I rock!!!!
Okay, if you don't know me, please don't judge. I am not arrogant, self-centered, or vain. I am trying to be the healthiest, most well-adjusted person that I can be. I know that there is still a lot of work to be done. I see myself naked and know that I am no supermodel, but I also see myself in clothes and see how far I have come. I have started to feel sexy and try not to hide myself in baggy black clothes. Part of it is some of the people I am around weekly - a lot of the other moms at the schools are larger and don't seem to care that they are rolling out of their clothes. They think that tight = sexy. Not so!!!! Sorry, but it is true.
wow, can't land my plane, huh??? Well, I had better stop.
Good Night!
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Taste
Ahhhh, kissing someone to taste what they were just eating without worrying about the calories of the thing they were just eating - WIN!
Tow cable
You ever do something for so long that it isn't funny or clever anymore, it is just normal? Years ago, right after Cars came out to DVD and we watched it constantly, James made a joke that we still use today. We were out one day and I asked him if he had his keys so that we could stop and get the mail, and he said "I've always got my tow cable." I laughed and asked WHAT??!! So he explained that Mater says that to Doc during the dirt race between McQueen and Doc. So, for like 5 years, instead of asking James if he has his keys, I always ask if he has his tow cable. Will probably continue that forever....
Meow translations
I have owned cats all my life, and once you have had one for just a little while, you learn what their Meow's mean. While laying in bed last night, I was laughing at one of them downstairs, so I had to share my knowledge of my cats. Very random.
1) Boo is our oldest cat. He is like 11.5 yrs old roughly, but he doesn't meow very often. He just has a couple that are really funny. One is when we go upstairs for bed and Boo doesn't follow us, he will cry downstairs until one of yells "Come here Boo." Then he will run up and jump on the bed. Seriously, he needs an invitation??? Anyway. The other is his need to yell that he has just pooped, anytime of day. It is totally bizarre! We can already tell he has been in there because he scratches on the door to the closet where his litter box is. But then when he comes out, he meow's loud and long just to let us know.
2) Clause is about 5 yrs old and we have had him since he was 2. He is loud and meows for just about anything. If I happen to roll over in my sleep and he is awake, he will come right up in my face and meow at me, like he is saying "Are you awake to pet me???" If I ignore him, he lays down on my pillow just to make sure that if I am awake, he will be right there to be petted. Another one of his is when I am laying on the bed talking on the phone, he comes up to say HI to the people I am talking to. He gets up close to the phone and meows. The worst one is when I am watching TV, he comes up and will meow constantly until I pay attention to him. It is like Stewie from Family Guy with his "Mom, Mom, Mom, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Mum, Mum, Mum...." "WHAT!" "Hi...." Seriously annoying. And if I knock him off the couch, he just crawls right back up and does it again.
So there you go. About the most random post ever.....
1) Boo is our oldest cat. He is like 11.5 yrs old roughly, but he doesn't meow very often. He just has a couple that are really funny. One is when we go upstairs for bed and Boo doesn't follow us, he will cry downstairs until one of yells "Come here Boo." Then he will run up and jump on the bed. Seriously, he needs an invitation??? Anyway. The other is his need to yell that he has just pooped, anytime of day. It is totally bizarre! We can already tell he has been in there because he scratches on the door to the closet where his litter box is. But then when he comes out, he meow's loud and long just to let us know.
2) Clause is about 5 yrs old and we have had him since he was 2. He is loud and meows for just about anything. If I happen to roll over in my sleep and he is awake, he will come right up in my face and meow at me, like he is saying "Are you awake to pet me???" If I ignore him, he lays down on my pillow just to make sure that if I am awake, he will be right there to be petted. Another one of his is when I am laying on the bed talking on the phone, he comes up to say HI to the people I am talking to. He gets up close to the phone and meows. The worst one is when I am watching TV, he comes up and will meow constantly until I pay attention to him. It is like Stewie from Family Guy with his "Mom, Mom, Mom, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mama, Mama, Mama, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Mum, Mum, Mum...." "WHAT!" "Hi...." Seriously annoying. And if I knock him off the couch, he just crawls right back up and does it again.
So there you go. About the most random post ever.....
Monday, April 2, 2012
personal randomness
The closer the time gets to the Tough Mudder, the more the opinions are coming out. My 4 year old told me while looking at pictures from the Dallas TM "I am NOT letting you do that mommy." I know that doing it sounds crazy, and my family doesn't want me to get hurt doing it. I am going to say my piece about why I have decided to do some crazy things lately. I don't want to look back at my life later on and say that I didn't really LIVE! I was too afraid to hurt myself to do anything real. After my back surgery, my surgeon scared me into thinking that I had to be careful with myself the rest of my life. I have bad discs, and I have spinal stenosis, which is where the inside of your spinal column shrinks. The odds that I will eventually have to have another surgery are much higher now. Then, to have my neurologist tell me that I am having early symptoms of MS - HOLY CRAP! I was 26 years old feeling like I was told to spend my life in a bubble. Both my surgeon and neurologist told me that the best way to avoid pain and symptoms was to stay active and keep my weight down. Nerves conduct better when they don't have fat to go through, and having a strong core will keep my spine in place. Having those potential problems in my mind really hit me in the last couple of years. I reached 30 years old and thought "I may not have that long to do the things I want, so I need to get out there!!!". I don't want to look back and wish I would have done something. I want to do it now. So, now I am doing things that people might think are strange. I wanted to do Cupid's Undie Run, but due to an injury it just wasn't possible this year. I hope to next year though, and hopefully I will find someone to do it with me. So this year, I am running the Bolder Boulder, participating in the Tough Mudder, and running a half marathon. And after all is said and done, I am going to have my Orange Headband charm bracelet tattoo with charm tattoos from those things I accomplish. Then, if I end up with MS or other back issues that limit me, I can look back and say "But look what I accomplished in my life!"
So, there is a little something personal about me and why I may seem crazy to some people. After catching up with a friend this weekend who has been struggling with a disease that has left her unable to do everyday things, I am going to do these races in honor of her. She is inspirational in how she is fighting to begin a new way of life and learn to do things a different way. She is a wonderful mom and I hope for some relief of her pain so that she can get back to being the wife, mom, and woman that she deserves to be.
So, there is a little something personal about me and why I may seem crazy to some people. After catching up with a friend this weekend who has been struggling with a disease that has left her unable to do everyday things, I am going to do these races in honor of her. She is inspirational in how she is fighting to begin a new way of life and learn to do things a different way. She is a wonderful mom and I hope for some relief of her pain so that she can get back to being the wife, mom, and woman that she deserves to be.
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