"When the bacteria nibble too much at your teeth, you get a cavity."
--J-Mav
Monday, March 30, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Accountability...
Every little bit counts!
And Hubby went down another 4 pounds for a total of 16.8 since he started. :)
TODAY'S STATS
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Change from two weeks ago: -0.4
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Change since starting WW: -27.2
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Pounds to goal: 14.8
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And Hubby went down another 4 pounds for a total of 16.8 since he started. :)
TODAY'S STATS
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Change from two weeks ago: -0.4
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Change since starting WW: -27.2
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Pounds to goal: 14.8
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Sunday, March 22, 2009
Thinking...
I am the biggest idiot on the face of the earth... and it took me more than 17 hours to realize it.
Yesterday afternoon I went to Giant. At the checkout (self checkout), I got $40 cash back. The receipt and coupons spit out and I took them, loaded my groceries in the van and left.
This morning I was lying in bed and I had the sudden sickening realization that I didn't pick up the money from the cash dispenser. This is now the second time I've done this, although the first time it was "only" $20.
I just called Giant and asked if anyone happened to have turned in $40 from the self-scan checkout yesterday afternoon. Of course, the answer was no. Not in this economy, especially. Amazingly, the person on the other end of the phone didn't laugh at me.
I don't know what's worse: that I left the money there, or that I didn't realize it until this morning. I'm going to go wallow in my misery now.
Yesterday afternoon I went to Giant. At the checkout (self checkout), I got $40 cash back. The receipt and coupons spit out and I took them, loaded my groceries in the van and left.
This morning I was lying in bed and I had the sudden sickening realization that I didn't pick up the money from the cash dispenser. This is now the second time I've done this, although the first time it was "only" $20.
I just called Giant and asked if anyone happened to have turned in $40 from the self-scan checkout yesterday afternoon. Of course, the answer was no. Not in this economy, especially. Amazingly, the person on the other end of the phone didn't laugh at me.
I don't know what's worse: that I left the money there, or that I didn't realize it until this morning. I'm going to go wallow in my misery now.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Survival...
Last night I played hockey. This morning I am sore.
Last week one of the dads from Keeper Boy's team sent an email around that basically said, "Hey! Let's get some ice time and have a parents vs. kids game to celebrate the end of the season." Everyone thought that was a great idea, and a time was chosen. Almost every kid had a parent playing. The goalies each had both parents playing. That's because goalie moms rock. ;-P (We were the only two "girls.") One kid's dad served as the kids' coach, but his older brother played as his "parent." I think there were two kids on the team who didn't have a dad participate, but the kids were still there.
I haven't played or had equipment on since the last clinic I took before J-Mav was born. I was a little apprehensive, as most of the dads play hockey themselves -- and some of them are REALLY good. But I knew there was also a couple who are beginning players, and one who would be on the ice for the first time in 20 years and had never played hockey. The other goalie mom had skated, but never played hockey. So I figured I could hold my own and not embarrass myself (too much). Plus, it was all for fun.
Keeper Boy was in net for the boys. Hubby scored on him toward the beginning of the game. I didn't. I tend not to get that far into the offensive zone. It makes me uncomfortable. I guess that means, were I actually to play, I'd be better off on defense! I did get a chance to shoot on Keeper Boy at the end, when we had a "shootout." Everyone on both sides took a shot on goal. Keeper Boy had little trouble stopping my not-so-blistering shot on net.
In net for the parents' team was the boys' coach. The boys didn't know Coach Mike was going to be the goalie they'd been shooting on. It was a well-kept secret during the week. They all thought that was hilarious when he came out on the ice and they figured out who it was. He was actually really good. I guess when you're as gifted a hockey player as he is, you can do anything. At one point during the third period, one of the other dads stood in net for a few minutes and Coach skated up in the play. Even in full goalie gear, he was one of the best skaters and puck handlers I've ever seen!
Anyway, we didn't have any set lines on the parents' bench. We just rotated through. When someone came off, the next person in line went on. The shifts were long; my breath was sometimes short. But I never fell, and I never took any kids out. I even made a few plays that were helpful. I said a word that rhymes with "hit" when I missed the puck on a pass or did something I didn't want to do (so a lot). I almost always followed that up with a "sorry" because inevitably there was a kid right by me when I said it. Mostly, I skated around and tried not to be a liability.
Afterward, we and some of the families we hang out with went to Fuddrucker's. I admit it. I had a burger. I was really hungry, and it was really good!
This morning, my back is a little sore and my lower shins feel a little bruised where the bottom of my shin guards overlapped the tongue of my skates. Other than that (and the cramp I got in my leg/foot in the middle of the night last night), I'm good. Of course, the day is yet young, and tomorrow is another day...
Would I do it again? Heck yeah. I had a blast! If adult league hockey wasn't played so freakin' late at night, I'd actually consider playing for real. But I can't see me leaving the house at 10pm to go play hockey. That's about the time I'm usually thinking about leaving the sofa to go bed!
Last week one of the dads from Keeper Boy's team sent an email around that basically said, "Hey! Let's get some ice time and have a parents vs. kids game to celebrate the end of the season." Everyone thought that was a great idea, and a time was chosen. Almost every kid had a parent playing. The goalies each had both parents playing. That's because goalie moms rock. ;-P (We were the only two "girls.") One kid's dad served as the kids' coach, but his older brother played as his "parent." I think there were two kids on the team who didn't have a dad participate, but the kids were still there.
I haven't played or had equipment on since the last clinic I took before J-Mav was born. I was a little apprehensive, as most of the dads play hockey themselves -- and some of them are REALLY good. But I knew there was also a couple who are beginning players, and one who would be on the ice for the first time in 20 years and had never played hockey. The other goalie mom had skated, but never played hockey. So I figured I could hold my own and not embarrass myself (too much). Plus, it was all for fun.
Keeper Boy was in net for the boys. Hubby scored on him toward the beginning of the game. I didn't. I tend not to get that far into the offensive zone. It makes me uncomfortable. I guess that means, were I actually to play, I'd be better off on defense! I did get a chance to shoot on Keeper Boy at the end, when we had a "shootout." Everyone on both sides took a shot on goal. Keeper Boy had little trouble stopping my not-so-blistering shot on net.
In net for the parents' team was the boys' coach. The boys didn't know Coach Mike was going to be the goalie they'd been shooting on. It was a well-kept secret during the week. They all thought that was hilarious when he came out on the ice and they figured out who it was. He was actually really good. I guess when you're as gifted a hockey player as he is, you can do anything. At one point during the third period, one of the other dads stood in net for a few minutes and Coach skated up in the play. Even in full goalie gear, he was one of the best skaters and puck handlers I've ever seen!
Anyway, we didn't have any set lines on the parents' bench. We just rotated through. When someone came off, the next person in line went on. The shifts were long; my breath was sometimes short. But I never fell, and I never took any kids out. I even made a few plays that were helpful. I said a word that rhymes with "hit" when I missed the puck on a pass or did something I didn't want to do (so a lot). I almost always followed that up with a "sorry" because inevitably there was a kid right by me when I said it. Mostly, I skated around and tried not to be a liability.
Afterward, we and some of the families we hang out with went to Fuddrucker's. I admit it. I had a burger. I was really hungry, and it was really good!
This morning, my back is a little sore and my lower shins feel a little bruised where the bottom of my shin guards overlapped the tongue of my skates. Other than that (and the cramp I got in my leg/foot in the middle of the night last night), I'm good. Of course, the day is yet young, and tomorrow is another day...
Would I do it again? Heck yeah. I had a blast! If adult league hockey wasn't played so freakin' late at night, I'd actually consider playing for real. But I can't see me leaving the house at 10pm to go play hockey. That's about the time I'm usually thinking about leaving the sofa to go bed!
Success!
I have been vexed for over a week now by extremely large print on many web pages I visit. I knew some setting had been triggered somewhere, but after checking all the ones I knew of, I couldn't find the offending one. So I just became increasingly annoyed as time went by.
It wasn't huge on EVERY website I visited. The ones that have their own style sheet and dictate every aspect of the "viewer experience" were fine... CNN.com, Facebook.com, nhl.washingtoncapitals.com, etc. It was others... the various blogs I read each day (including my own) being the ones that come to mind.
This morning I'd had enough. I flagged down an IT guy in the hall and told him my problem. He told me something to try. It worked. Thank God. I don't know how the setting got changed in the the first place. Maybe that tricky leprechaun from J-Mav's classroom visited my computer in advance of St. Patrick's Day?
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In case anyone is interested, the fix was so simple, I don't know I missed it. I was going for the more complicated settings. Doh! In Internet Explorer, go to the View menu, choose Text Size, and choose your desired size. Mine was set to Largest. This would be more appropriate for my mom, who actually LIKES her fonts to be large. For me, just annoying. Now it's set to Medium, which appears to be "normal."
Apparently, you can also hold down the CTRL key and use the scroll button on your mouse to increase/decrease the font size. I suspect that this is how it happened in the first place, though I obviously wouldn't have done it on purpose.
It wasn't huge on EVERY website I visited. The ones that have their own style sheet and dictate every aspect of the "viewer experience" were fine... CNN.com, Facebook.com, nhl.washingtoncapitals.com, etc. It was others... the various blogs I read each day (including my own) being the ones that come to mind.
This morning I'd had enough. I flagged down an IT guy in the hall and told him my problem. He told me something to try. It worked. Thank God. I don't know how the setting got changed in the the first place. Maybe that tricky leprechaun from J-Mav's classroom visited my computer in advance of St. Patrick's Day?
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In case anyone is interested, the fix was so simple, I don't know I missed it. I was going for the more complicated settings. Doh! In Internet Explorer, go to the View menu, choose Text Size, and choose your desired size. Mine was set to Largest. This would be more appropriate for my mom, who actually LIKES her fonts to be large. For me, just annoying. Now it's set to Medium, which appears to be "normal."
Apparently, you can also hold down the CTRL key and use the scroll button on your mouse to increase/decrease the font size. I suspect that this is how it happened in the first place, though I obviously wouldn't have done it on purpose.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Heard...
Yesterday after school, J-Mav gave me an accounting of the leprechaun's visit to his classroom during their lunch period. It went something like this.
Apparently while we were at lunch, the leprechaun came into our classroom and hung two rainbows from the ceiling and left paper shamrocks and put a message on our morning message board. He puts big Xs on all the rocks in your backyard so that you have to lift every one when you're looking for the gold. He left gold in our classroom, too. But by the time we got there, he was gone. Probably hiding in our seat sacks. He's very tricky, that leprechaun.
Apparently while we were at lunch, the leprechaun came into our classroom and hung two rainbows from the ceiling and left paper shamrocks and put a message on our morning message board. He puts big Xs on all the rocks in your backyard so that you have to lift every one when you're looking for the gold. He left gold in our classroom, too. But by the time we got there, he was gone. Probably hiding in our seat sacks. He's very tricky, that leprechaun.
Accountability...
False alarm. Didn't make it to the meeting this morning. In proposal crunch mode on a bid that's due on Friday. Not looking good to make it to tomorrow morning's meeting, either. Better luck next week...
Oh, and Hubby was very disappointed to have gained part of a pound last week. I told him you can't lose every week, and considering all the crap we ate over the weekend, I'd say he did darn well!!
Oh, and Hubby was very disappointed to have gained part of a pound last week. I told him you can't lose every week, and considering all the crap we ate over the weekend, I'd say he did darn well!!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Accountability...
Another week of the scale going in the "right" direction!
And Hubby dropped, too! He's down 13.4 since he started. :)
TODAY'S STATS
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Change from last week: -0.6
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Change since starting WW: -26.8
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Pounds to goal: 15.2
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And Hubby dropped, too! He's down 13.4 since he started. :)
TODAY'S STATS
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Change from last week: -0.6
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Change since starting WW: -26.8
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Pounds to goal: 15.2
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Heard...
One of my favorite Dancing with the Stars quotes ever came out of Ty Murray's mouth last night. (He's the rodeo star that's on this season... and let's just say dancing puts him about as far out of his element as he could possibly be.) In comparing bull riding to his turn on DWTS, he said:
"You're never completely ready. It just becomes your turn."
I would argue that this applies somewhat to parenthood, as well! ;-P
"You're never completely ready. It just becomes your turn."
I would argue that this applies somewhat to parenthood, as well! ;-P
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Heard...
This conversation took place on the playground at the ice rink this morning.
Me: It's not as warm out this morning as is was yesterday morning.
J-Mav: That's because spring is around the corner. It's hiding from us!
Me: It's not as warm out this morning as is was yesterday morning.
J-Mav: That's because spring is around the corner. It's hiding from us!
Friday, March 6, 2009
Thinking...
The weather is bi-polar... Monday we had seven or eight inches of snow and bone-chilling wind. Tonight we went out in shirts and flip flops after dinner... and it's supposed to be even warmer tomorrow and Sunday!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Accountability...
Good week!
And Hubby dropped another 3+ pounds, too!
TODAY'S STATS
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Change from last week: -1.4
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Change since starting WW: -26.2
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Pounds to goal: 15.8
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And Hubby dropped another 3+ pounds, too!
TODAY'S STATS
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Change from last week: -1.4
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Change since starting WW: -26.2
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Pounds to goal: 15.8
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Monday, March 2, 2009
Snow day!
I went to bed just before midnight last night, a little bitter that school had already been cancelled for today, yet there was little more than a dusting of snow on the ground. Hubby made it home from his 11pm hockey game just before 2am this morning and said the roads were awful, though there still wasn't that much snow. I went back to sleep feeling a little better about the snow day.
When I got up this morning and looked outside, it didn't appear that there was more than a few inches of snow. Later, when the kids decided they were going to go out and play, I went out in my PJs and boots to take some pictures and realized there was more snow than I originally thought. Maybe six inches. More in places where it had drifted in the wind. Probably a good idea to cancel school since it takes plows forever to get to the neighborhood streets around here. Our street just got plowed about an hour ago.
Keeper Boy, as it turns out, has outgrown his snow pants and doesn't like being cold, so he was back inside from the foray into the great white tundra in about five minutes flat. Done outside for the day. J-Mav stayed out for about 45 minutes, playing with a neighbor girl. Then the wind got the better of him, too. Or maybe he was just hungry. Either way, the grand sum total of the playing outside time was less than an hour. Not that I blame them. It's windy, making the temperature feel like less than 10 degrees, and the snow is not good for packing.
Even snow, however, does not stop the J-Mav Social Machine. Four playdates in four days! He is down the street playing with one of his best buds. Helps a lot when you can walk to your friend's house!
Keeper Boy worked ahead a little in his math workbook (without too much grumbling) and is now perusing YouTube for hockey clips. What a sad day it'll be when he stumbles on the fact that there's more on YouTube than great hockey moments caught on film!
As for me, I've been working all day at my dining room table. In my PJs. Gotta love that! Not quite as comfortable as my chair at the office, but a nice change.
Our school system gets one more "free" snow day before the kids have to start making them up. Hopefully March will start turning more toward the lamb end of the spectrum right soon! It's snowed twice now this year. That's more than enough for me, thank you very much.
When I got up this morning and looked outside, it didn't appear that there was more than a few inches of snow. Later, when the kids decided they were going to go out and play, I went out in my PJs and boots to take some pictures and realized there was more snow than I originally thought. Maybe six inches. More in places where it had drifted in the wind. Probably a good idea to cancel school since it takes plows forever to get to the neighborhood streets around here. Our street just got plowed about an hour ago.
Keeper Boy, as it turns out, has outgrown his snow pants and doesn't like being cold, so he was back inside from the foray into the great white tundra in about five minutes flat. Done outside for the day. J-Mav stayed out for about 45 minutes, playing with a neighbor girl. Then the wind got the better of him, too. Or maybe he was just hungry. Either way, the grand sum total of the playing outside time was less than an hour. Not that I blame them. It's windy, making the temperature feel like less than 10 degrees, and the snow is not good for packing.
Even snow, however, does not stop the J-Mav Social Machine. Four playdates in four days! He is down the street playing with one of his best buds. Helps a lot when you can walk to your friend's house!
Keeper Boy worked ahead a little in his math workbook (without too much grumbling) and is now perusing YouTube for hockey clips. What a sad day it'll be when he stumbles on the fact that there's more on YouTube than great hockey moments caught on film!
As for me, I've been working all day at my dining room table. In my PJs. Gotta love that! Not quite as comfortable as my chair at the office, but a nice change.
Our school system gets one more "free" snow day before the kids have to start making them up. Hopefully March will start turning more toward the lamb end of the spectrum right soon! It's snowed twice now this year. That's more than enough for me, thank you very much.
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