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Bah Humbug

I need to go back on my shake for breakfast, shake for lunch diet. It SUCKS hard core, but it is a great way to limit my calories and maybe my amazing expanding waistline would shrink a little. If I’m going to look pregnant and need maternity clothes it would be nice to get the reward of sweet baby toes.

We played Clean the Freezer for dinner tonight and ended up with stuffed bell peppers. They are excellent when fresh, but when the filling comes out of the freezer they make me want to hurl. So now I’m hungry. I’m always hungry. I can rarely think of a time when I’m not ravenous.

I can’t believe I haven’t worked on my Dear Jane quilt in weeks. I was on a roll, but came to a screeching halt when I started making a block that got all screwed up. Instead of moving on, I just sit and ponder and sitting and pondering doesn’t get many stitches in the fabric. Just like sitting and pondering doesn’t get many award winning fantasy books written.

I haven’t worked on Erik’s family blog in forever either, but tonight Mike requested I post some pictures (why? Do they even look at it?) so I took a page from my friend’s book and got my Shutterfly sharing page all set up. It isn’t as nice as a blog, but it is much faster. Since I upload all my photos there anyway it will be much easier to keep the family in pictures. Not that they ever look at them. Which is why I never update.

Or maybe they do look. They just don’t comment and we all know I’m all about the comments.

Did I ever mention that our MOMS Club went bowling last week? Erik LOVED it. He didn’t love waiting his turn, but he loved everything else. The other kids were starting to wilt about five frames in, but he never gave up. I might like bowling too if I could have bumpers up. They also had this really cool ramp that the kids used to roll the ball down the lanes.

Weeeee!

Happy

The kid balls only weighed six pounds. Erik refused to let me help him with it.

It was super cheap entertainment for an hour. They didn’t charge us for our shoes (I didn’t understand the mumbled explanation, but I’m not complaining). This is definitely something we’ll do again, probably as a family. We just have to figure out the league bowling times.

Speaking of league bowling, who has time to go bowling on a weekday morning? There were all kinds of signs plastered all over the place, begging for people to join various ladies teams on weekday mornings. Is it retired women? Non-fancy housewives? What? I know the bowling alleys are packed during league times, but who really joins a bowling league? Tell me! Are you on a bowling league?

I think I have a mosquito bite on the bottom of my foot. That’s the most bah humbug thing of all.

Body Pump was really annoying today because it was PACKED and I was lucky to get a spot in the back. I had two newbies in front of me and they were giggling and not even trying to follow along. I couldn’t see the teacher, couldn’t focus, and got all confused. At least I could do all my push-ups.

I am hoping if I get all my complaints out here, I won’t have to think about them all night long. There are lots of good things about life, too. My friend gave me a big bag of clothes for Erik. We hung out together all day and had fun. We were on a mission to check out a coffee shop that had a children’s play area so we could use it for future play group play dates. Turns out, they got rid of the children’s area over a year ago. That was Not Fun. The kids were really good until their smoothies hit their bloodstreams. I thought we were being healthy buy getting them smoothies, but these smoothies were ice and sugar syrup instead of fruit and yogurt. Oh. My. God. The kids went NUTSO. I’ve never seen Erik on a sugar high like that before. I thought my friend was going to kill both the kids. I couldn’t be bothered since I’d just done Body Pump and was too tired to be irritated.

Ok, time for bed. I’m going to sleep well and wake up happy. I’m not particularly unhappy tonight, just irritated. I blame the weaning hormones.


One Response to “Bah Humbug”

  1. beck Says:

    who joins a bowling league you ask? my crazy husband that’s who! he’s such an old man. =)

    beck’s last blog post..Rock