Healthy body, healthy spirit, healthy mothering. This is the journey I have set out on with my two amazing children.

Friday, December 31, 2010

Goals

I will not make any New Year Resolutions.  Those are sure to be utter failures and I just don't need anything else to be down on myself about.

This year I am setting a couple goals for myself.

1.  I will start using coupons.

The one place I have any control over in my budget is in the area of groceries.  I can start spending less if I start paying attention to some basic coupons. I know too many people who say that it is possible to never pay for deodorant, shampoo, toothpaste & other necessities.  I don't eat the boxed foods anymore so a lot of those coupons are worthless to me but perhaps I can get some freebies for the food bank or homeless group I work(ed) with through church.

2.  I will not get another C.

This is going to mean I have to do some serious studying, get a tutor and work on my study skills but it is definitely possible.

3.  I will start a vacation fund.

This is for two different vacations.  I am going to take my kids to Disney World.  They are the perfect ages to go and that is a memory I really want us to have. Also, my mom had the idea that us girls should take a trip in 2013.  Just us girls, no spouses and no kids.  We will each write our dream foreign destination on a popsicle stick and the one that is drawn is where we will go.  Minimum of 4 days.  I am so excited!

4.  I will not eat fast food more than once per month.

This is a personal goal.  I spend too much money eating that crap and I need to stop.  My cholesterol is up again and this is the only thing that has changed.  I was eating WAY too much fried ick.

Do you have any goals for the upcoming year?

Friday, December 24, 2010

Happy Christmas Eve

I worked 95 hours in the past two weeks, took two finals and wrote one final analysis paper.

I am exhausted.

But tonight, listening to my kids & little sister giggling as Nevaeh writes her letter to Santa to put alongside his cookies, I feel peace.



We went to the Christmas Eve service at church and got to sing carols as a family.  I have the traditional peach french toast in the fridge waiting to be popped into the oven in the morning.  My coffee is measured and ready to be made.  The sugar cookie dough is chilling in the fridge.  The apples & carrots are cut up and put out for the reindeer.

All is well in my tired, little world.
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Saturday, December 18, 2010

I've lost my joy.

I am just so damn angry all the time.  I am cursing non-stop, even around the kids, which is just wrong.  The slightest thing sets me off.

I got some crappy medical news which just pisses me off.  Nothing I can do about that right now.  I go in for more tests in a couple of weeks.  Can't talk to the kids about it because they worry too much about being left completely alone as it is.

I have only been to church once in 4 months.  I don't want to get up and go.  My reason?  Why bother?  I pray.  I read my bible.  I do studies with my kids.  I attend church.  I teach Sunday school.  What do I have to show for it?  Peace that passes all understanding?  Hell no.  Some sort of inner calm knowing that the crap in this life is only temporary & I am working towards a long term eternal goal rather than focusing on the here & now?  Nope.  So why bother?  I feel like I have been trying & the church says you can't test God.  Well, years & years of no difference have taken their toll.  I'm over it.

I miss my sister & my nieces & nephews.  I hate that my baby nephew doesn't really know us.  Except for skype.  Woo.

I quit smoking which I guess is a positive thing but I sure do miss it.

I only got a C- in two of my classes.  TWO!  I may as well start wearing a freaking dunce cap.

I just can't find my damn joy.  I was always the person that dealt with the crap.  Life throws it at you and you just have to deal with it.  You can't change it so you need to wade through it.  Now I just want to wallow in it.  I am just so exhausted from trying to hold my head above it all and I can't see any glimmer of something better.

Does it get any better?

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Monster suckage

Get your mind out of the gutter.  This has nothing to do with Halloween type monsters.  It is simply my life that is in the suck pile as of late.  Why?

Let me make a list.  In case you didn't already know, I really like lists.

1. Physics-  I am in physics hell.  I hate it!  I just don't get it and it's a stinking required course for my degree.

2.  Advisors-  They are apparently morons.  Two different advisors went through my transcripts and told me which classes to take.  I did that.  Now, halfway thru the semester I am told that I am in the wrong class.  Apparently my anatomy/physiology from the community college do NOT transfer.  I am now behind by a fracking year because I have to wait until next fall to take anatomy 1.  They only offer anatomy 2 during the spring semesters.  Makes sense because all the other students knew to take anatomy 1 first.  Argh!
heart with coronary arteriesImage via Wikipedia

3.  Sick Dad-  My dad had a heart attack.  100% blockage in his left anterior descending artery & 95% blockage in the circumflex artery.  BTW I know what & where both of those are because I already took human anatomy.  Just sayin'.

I immediately flew out to MI to be with him (he is fine) and stayed there for a week.  He was in the hospital for 5 days; once we got him home it was mostly whining about not being able to eat anything.  Him, not me.  I promise.  I didn't whine at all.




4. Money-or a major lack of it.  Does that go without saying?

Oh, well.  I am saying it anyway.  I am broke.  Same day, direct flights aren't exactly cheap.  Christmas is going to be a lot simpler this year in the Ramon home.





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Sunday, October 03, 2010

Quick hello

I really am still alive.  Between school, work and the kids I have absolutely no free time.  My kids are pretty much spending every moment at their friends' places so they don't have to be around the momma-monster as Nevaeh calls me.  I get home, I study.  I make dinner (or buy dinner), I study.  I yell at the kids to go to bed, I study 'til around 10 pm.  I am up at 5:45 to get ready.  I wake Kelen at 6:45 and head out the door for class.  He calls me at 7:45 to let me know they are leaving for school.  I get home, depending on the day, between 1-5 pm.

Rinse and repeat.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Race to TX and back

Everybody knows that Labor Day Weekend is usually 3 days long right?

Wrong.  For some reason, this surprises me EVERY year.  The kids get three days off of school.  I actually get a three day weekend (normally I work every Saturday).  I get a three day weekend from my school.  So, I decided that I really needed to take the kids down to Amarillo to visit their father's family.

For my family that is reading this and yelling at their computer screen, something along the lines of "EFF THAT!  You already raise those kids if they want to see YOUR kids..."  Feel free to feel that way, Lord knows I do every now and then, but please respect my decision to do what I thought was right and keep your comments to yourself and out of my comment section.  Thank you!


So, I did some online googling and rented a car (the most expensive part of our trip).  We packed up a couple days ahead of time.  I have decided I can no longer do the rushing around, packing the day before.  It drives me nuts.  We had the car loaded, our food/snacks/cds waiting by the door and managed to get to sleep by 11 pm.  We got up about 3 am Saturday morning and were listening to Willie Nelson singing "On the Road Again" by 4:15.  We stopped once for breakfast in Lamar, CO (fast food) otherwise we were in that car unless I needed to fill up or the kids needed to pee.  I am not going to go on about the horrible construction (we drove thru eastern CO/OK into TX, just know that it was awful!

We were at their Tía Crystal's place around 11 am (CO time) although I did have to have her husband meet us in town and follow him to their house.  I got lost.  They visited her & their cousins for about 45 minutes and then we were off again to Amarillo.  (Another hour & 15 minutes in the car).  The kids' great-grandparents invited us to stay with them so I saved some serious money by not getting a hotel room.

The kids spent Saturday night with their Memaw, Papaw & Uncle (Daddy's mom & stepdad); Sunday was afternoon with Grandpa & Grandma (Daddy's father & stepmom), Tía & cousins, back to great-grandmas that night and we headed home Monday morning around 10 ish.

Once again, we didn't make it out to the cemetery to visit their Daddy but this time it was because the kids didn't want to go.  Neva is having a very difficult time understanding why her Daddy is dead and other kids get to at least see their Dads (she is a bit pissed at God for this one---join the club) and Kelen makes a couple comments a week about POS drug addicts & alcoholics and he is in a very angry place towards his Dad.  Let me tell you, taking those kids down there with their already hurting hearts was not the easiest thing in the world for this Momma but it did give us another chance to talk about what they are feeling and I think that is the most important thing I can do for them.  As much as I would like to pretend Texas doesn't even exist (for my own selfish reasons) I try to do what is best for my little monsters.  Teaching them to stay connected to their feelings (good and bad), stay connected with their Dad's family (good and bad) and teaching them to stay true to themselves is my job, right?


Kelen and Uncle AJ playing on the computer.


Cousins snacking after a water fight.


Watching a movie with great-granny & great-grandpa.

Labor Day Weekend traffic home.  ugh

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Saturday, September 18, 2010

Prize Giveaway

I know I said my next post would be about our last minute trip to TX but I had to put this one out there first.  What can I say?  I am so easily distract...Hey!  Look over there!  A chicken!

Wait.  What was I saying?  Oh yeah.  Don't you just love to win prizes?  Well, I do.  So go check out Mrs. Accountability's 3-year-blogoversary giveaway.  One easy way to enter is to blog about her giveaway.  See why I just had to sneak this post in?  I know you want to hear all about my super-fast weekend in Amarillo but I really want to win a prize.

And, anybody who can inspire me to stay on task with my budgeting is ok by me.  Her blog is filled with some serious financial inspiration.

So, head on over and look around.  And while you are there, enter the contest too.  Well, maybe not.  Cuz then you might win and I won't.  ;)

Monday, September 13, 2010

What we did the last 2 weeks of summer vacation

First, that sounds like the beginning to an elementary school essay.  Sorry about that.  What I have discovered is that the kids and I did a whole lot of nothing this summer thanks to my wonky ankle.  Read about that here.

We did however head for Michigan to meet up with my sissy.  Oh, and to celebrate Grandma's 75th birthday, but mainly, it was so that I could see MonkyMama.

We had a blast!  And by we, I actually mean the kids and I.  The kids got to roam approximately 10 acres (oftentimes unescorted), swim in a pond, hunt for frogs, drive Papa's golf cart, swim in Lake Michigan, and in general, act like kids.  I got to visit my sister and my favorite Tía (did you know my name is not actually Tia, but that is what all my nieces/nephews and the occasional sister call me?  It means aunt in spanish), visit with my Grandma (who is rapidly becoming a grumpy old lady), and spend some time with my Dad (who has been a grumpy old man for some time now).

Enjoy some pictures of our adventures.

That's a whole lotta Mexican ladies.

That's sissy & my Dad.

The cousins water battle.

Papa's tricked out golf cart.

Kiwi playing in his pool.

The girls were being mermaids.

My little girl is beautiful.

This guy actually pulled a bag of sandwiches out of my beach bag.

Yes I swam too.

My son racing into the waves.

They wore themselves out!


Next post will be about our spur of the moment trip to Texas for Labor Day Weekend.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Trying my patience

Just from the title, those who know me well are thinking

"What did Nevaeh do NOW!?!"

Well, she didn't actually do anything.  Not on purpose anyway.




The child hurt her neck.  One of those, pinched nerves that makes it hurt to blink, let alone have to move.  And my darling Nevaeh ALWAYS has to move.  She is a wiggler.  She squirms.  She makes odd little noises in the back of her throat for no apparent reason; and this week all this movement was causing her to sob her way through her entire day.

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Normally, having a child that is hurting makes a momma sad.  This past week, it was sad and frustrating all at the same time.  It was my 1st week of classes at CU and I had to miss my physics lab.  Because I missed the FIRST physics lab I was automatically dropped from the class.  So I was sad that my baby was hurting.  Pissed off because I lost my spot in a great class.  Feeling guilty because I was pissed off.  Basically, I was a giant emotional wreck.







So, I spent about 3 hours today trying desperately (on a Saturday with no registrar help available) to get back into a class.  I'm stuck on a wait list and if I weren't so damn stubborn I might actually even be asking the big guy in heaven for a little supernatural help on this one.

new info: sunday 9pm  I just heard from my professor and this had nothing to do with the fact that I missed the 1st lab day.  The school itself screwed up and scheduled two different sections for the same time and there is not enough room (literally) for two sections worth of students.  Now I need to go to the physics department and see if there is a way for them to schedule me in the section that I need that works with my already full schedule.  This sucks.
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Sunday, August 01, 2010

Pure love


First I give you a kiss.


Then you kiss me back.


                                                            
                                            I'll scratch your belly.



                                                    You rub my chin.



                                Please do not interrupt our moment.
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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

top music

I was reading a great blog (which has since gone private) and the idea was to list the top 100 songs that anybody who wants to be an artist/musician should know.  Well, I am neither an artist nor a musician.  I am just a 35 year old that loves to listen to music.  Most any type of music will do, I just really enjoy the feeling a great song can  get going inside of me.  Sometimes it's just a happy to be alive kind of thing, other times I may need a good cry.  Many of my choices are NOT classics and there are not 100 of them.  In fact, many people will be thinking "this chick must be out of her mind.  That song sucks."  That's ok.  Because this is my list, not yours.  :)  Oh and these aren't in any particular order.  Just the random way my mind works.


I've also tried to link to original videos or performances when I could find them.






















JUST CAUSE
1. Dancing Queen by Abba  Seriously, who could hear this song and not start singing along?  As the song says "you're in the mood for a dance".


ROCK

3. Rock Around the Clock - Bill Hailey & the Comets 

4. Highway to Hell - AC/DC  This is just a great rock song.


5. Walk This Way- Run DMC with Aerosmith  As a kid this was one of my first introductions to rap music.

6.  Smoke on the Water- Deep Purple  Probably the greatest intro riff ever.  Everybody knows  the beginning although maybe not the entire song.

7. Free Bird- Lynyrd Skynyrd


ELVIS PRESLEY  Pretty much anything by the King works for me but these are some of my favorites.
A photograph promoting the film Jailhouse Rock...Image via Wikipedia



MICHAEL JACKSON  Thriller was the first record I bought for myself.  I was 8 years old and I still have it.







Cover of Cover of Thriller




11.  Beat It

12.  Thriller

JACKSON BROWNE


13.  The Pretender

14.  Somebody's Baby - not necessarily his greatest song but one of my personal favorites


OPERA

13. The Phantom of the Opera - Andrew Lloyd Webber  If only because it was this opera that first introduced me to opera as a musical art form.  I have learned to love and enjoy listening to many classics because of this song.

BOY BANDS

14. I Want it That Way - Backstreet Boys  I know.  I know.  

CHEATING SONGS

15.  Your Cheatin' Heart- Hank Williams  His voice was just cool.

16. Crazy - Patsy Cline  Maybe not technically a cheater but given her life story this is where it seems to fit best.

COUNTRY CLASSICS When I think of my young childhood this is the music that comes to mind.  My favorite memory is of mom blasting our stereo while dancing around & cleaning the house.  She was listening to the classic country station.

17. The Devil Went Down to Georgia - Charlie Daniels Band  Outside of strict bluegrass this is the best fiddle song there is.

18.  Behind Closed Doors - Charlie Rich

19.  Hello Darlin' - Conway Twitty  This could be under cheating songs as well, but I always think of Conway Twitty as one of the country greats.

20.  I Believe in You - Don Williams

21.  Lord I Hope This Day is Good - Don Williams  Really any song by this man sends a shiver down my spine.  Honest, simple and amazing.

22.  King of the Road - Roger Miller



LOVE SONGS

23.  Love Song - The Cure  

24. Hit the Road Jack - Ray Charles  This is the classic end of love song.

25. La Vie en Rose - Edith Piaf

26. It's Too Late - Carole King

27. It Ain't Me Babe - Joan Baez  "I'm not the one you want babe.  I will only let you down."  Simple honesty.  It kills me.

GOTTA DANCE

28.  Bootylicious - Destiny's Child  I am not the biggest Beyonce fan but this song makes me move.  I couldn't link to it because I have the Youtube safety filter enabled and this song is blocked.  :)

MOVIE SONGS

29.  Falling Slowly from "Once"- Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova  Such a lovely melody.

30.  Eye of the Tiger - Survivor  It may not be the theme to Rocky but this is the song I think of every time I see a picture of Sylvester Stallone.

STORY SONGS

31.  Harper Valley PTA - Jeannie C. Riley  As a kid I never understood why my mom loved to listen to this song.  Now, I'm a single mom and sometimes I feel I could use this song as my personal anthem.  Plus my mom was a single mom for a lot of years and I can still picture her wearing her blue jean mini skirt and pink heels.  It was the 80s so don't judge.

32.  Coat of Many Colors - Dolly Parton  This dang song makes me cry every time I hear it.

MY MORNING SONGS PLAYLIST (well, not all of them, but my favorites)  I am NOT a positive, suzy sunshine kind of person.  Most days, I am grumpy or just plain bitchy about something or everything.  I try to start my day with some good music with the idea being to put me in the right frame of mind.  No, it doesn't always work but I keep listening for songs to add to the list.

33.  Three Little Birds - Bob Marley  Such a positive, upbeat song.  "Don't worry about a thing cuz every little thing gonna be all right."

34.  I Saw the Light - Hank Williams

35.  Good Day Sunshine - The Beatles

36.  Respect - Aretha Franklin  Reminder to myself not to settle for the treat-me-like-crap guy I am usually attracted to.

REALLY NEGATIVE STUFF THAT I LOVE FOR NO GOOD REASON


37.  Hate Me - Blue October  The guy wants his ex to hate him because he is no good for her.  He's a drunk/depressed/drugged out selfish SOB that treats her like crap and she just keeps coming back for more.  I wish my ex-husband had loved me enough to say this to me.  Twisted but true.  "Hate me today.  Hate me tomorrow.  Hate me so finally you can see what's good for you."

38.  Baby Got Back - Sir Mix a Lot  Such a misogynistic song.  My guilty pleasure.  I just can't not sing this song when I hear it.

39.  Good Girls Bad Guys - DMX  My ex used to say this was our song.  Pretty self explanatory.  Also a bit depressing.

MUSIC THAT REMINDS ME OF MY DAD


40.  CCR

41.  Bachman Turner Overdrive

42.  The Doors

43.  The Allman Brothers

44.  Crosby, Stills, Nash &/or Young---he loved them all

45.  Bread

46.  Firefall-  A Colorado band that Dad just loved.  He took me to see them up in Golden at some little bar when I was in my 20s.  It was nice to hang out with him.

47.  The Eagles- Dad loved their music.  All of it.  I can't hear a song by them and not picture Dad rockin' out, drumming on whatever was at hand; a table, his leg, the steering wheel or one of us kids' backs or legs.  Dad loved to drum.

48.  Mi Abuelito - Fernando Ortega  The only Christian song that makes me think of Dad.   He loved it because he said it reminded him of his own Dad.

49.  Tom Petty-  Anything before the year 2000.

80s MUSIC THAT I NOW TORTURE MY KIDS WITH


50.  Raspberry Beret - Prince  My kids know that if a Prince song comes on (not just this song) that they need to zip it and let Momma sing.

51.  Uptown Girl - Billy Joel  I am sitting here watching the video with Christie Brinkley as the uptown girl & Billy as a mechanic right now in my head.  Love it!  Click on the link if you want to watch it too.

52.  Anything by Bob Seger-  My mom LOVED him and I grew up listening to all of his songs.

53.  The Lovecats - The Cure

54. Duran Duran - Pretty much any song from their 80s albums will get me singing along.

55.  Sexy & 17 - The Stray Cats  My one and only trip to rock-a-billy land.




























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Monday, July 19, 2010

CU Buff

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Well, it's official.  I am enrolled as a full time student at the University of Colorado Boulder campus.  I am a CU Buff!



I just spent about 3 hours on the school website figuring out what classes I was taking.  My schedule is not an easy one this semester, but it's going to be worth it.

MWF    8-8:50 Modern/Contemporary Lit

         12:12:50 General Physics lecture

Tu/Th   8-9:15 Physiology lecture
  
    Th 10-11:50 Physics lab

Tu/Th    2-3:50 Anatomy Cadaver lab

It's pretty heavy on the sciences but that's the way pre-med works.  Most of my classes from the community colleges I have attended transferred with no problems with the exception of Statistics and a diversity requirement.  I am petitioning to have both of those accepted.

I can't wait to get into that cadaver class.  It feels like I have been waiting forever to qualify and I am finally getting my reward.  :)

The one downside is that my boss isn't going to be happy with this schedule.  I normally work on Fridays at noon and now I'll be in class.  Hopefully we can work something out.  This schedule leaves me with a lot of free time on campus and I can't wait to find things to fill the hours with.  I already know I am looking into the student rec center, we get to use the pool & the gym and that will be a great thing to add to my workouts (once this darn foot heals).  I am also applying to be a research assistant and have been scouring the school website looking for opportunities that sound interesting.

I think I will look into the local after school program for the kids on my longer days.  Technically they are old enough to come home by themselves, it would be about an hour but I just don't know how comfortable I am with that.  We'll just have to wait and see what happens.

All in all, today was a great day and I can't wait for school to start.  After all, who wouldn't want to spend their days with this view?

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Saturday, July 10, 2010

Ouchie

I am not a klutz.  Seriously.  I don't fall down a lot.  I rarely slip, even on icy surfaces (good thing cuz Colorado can get pretty slippery).  That said.



These stairs took me out!  Or to be more precise, the crap my 8 year old left on the stairs (after my repeated yells to put it away!) took me out.  I was headed out the door on Wednesday, didn't see the red, very slippery folder, stepped down on it and the next thing I knew I was on my ass.

Yes, I heard a pop.  Yes my vision went dark and to a very small pinpoint.  Yes I immediately felt like puking.  Yes it hurt as bad as giving birth, with no drugs, to a 10 lb. baby with a 14 1/2 inch head.  And yes, I do know exactly what that feels like.

Thank God my kids were there to help me.  Kelen helped me get my shoe and sock off.  The immediate swelling was not a good sign.  Amidst my cursing (lots & lots of cursing) I managed to tell my son to run to the neighbors and get me some help.

Said neighbor got me to the ER, watched the kids in the waiting room and then gave us a ride back home.  So very glad I know him and that he was home.  I don't have insurance and there was NO WAY I was paying for an ambulance.

Turns out nothing is broken.  A very bad sprain which means a few mildly torn ligaments.  Ouchie!  The next morning I drove myself to my chiropractor, he lent me some crutches and adjusted the ankle.  I headed to the natural grocery store for some herbal supplements and some fresh pineapple (helps reduce swelling).  This was a huge mistake.  I was hobbling along on the crutches, holding a bottle in each hand and had no way to grab the pineapple.  Pathetic.  By the time I managed to get back to my car, my foot was throbbing and I was near tears.

Sis took me back to see the chiro that afternoon after picking up my x-rays from the hospital.  He did another adjustment and ordered me to stay off my feet until Sunday morning.  There goes 3 days of pay.  :(






This is my view while icing my leg.  Thank God I shaved the night before this all happened.



My kids and sister grabbed me a huge stack of dvd's to watch while I am laying around doing a whole lot of nothing.





A wonderful lady from church brought us this delicious dinner Friday night.  She also volunteered to show me how to texture my walls and to climb up the ladder to finish my painting (seeing how I won't be climbing anything for awhile).



I stole wireless internet from one of my neighbors and watched 3 hours of VH1's  "100 Greatest songs of the 90's".  This was R.E.M.  I love them!

Now it is Saturday night.  I still hurt but the good news is that I can actually walk (if I wrap my leg SUPER TIGHT and put on my splint).  So glad cuz those darn crutches really hurt my armpits.

On the other hand, I was kind of enjoying hollering for the kids to refill my water, bring me my ice pack & watching them fold the laundry.  :)  Who's gonna tell them that Momma can move again?  Not me that's for sure.


Momma's update: Here is a picture of the ankle on day 1

Saturday, July 03, 2010

Holy Crap Batman! I have muscles!

This post should actually be titled Holy motherbleepin' bleepity bleep bleep!  

That has been the soundtrack to my mornings for the past two weeks.  You see, my mom asked me to be her workout partner with a dvd her doctor gave her.  Simple premise.  If you have 15 minutes you can do this workout.  I don't know anybody, or have ever known anybody that doesn't have 15 minutes a day.  So I agreed, set my alarm for 25 minutes earlier (the extra 10 minutes was so that I could find my tennis shoes and get a glass of water.)

Day 1: squats, running in place, push ups, ab work

Day 2: shoulder presses, jumping jacks, bicep curls, ab work

Day 3: tricep dips, jumping jacks, squats, ab work

Day 4: lat pulls, jumping jacks, 3 different kinds of push ups, ab work

You do 20 seconds, all out as high intensity as you can then 20 seconds rest.  Another 20 seconds all out followed by 20 seconds rest.  Then one last 20 second rep followed by 2 minutes of walking, stretching and drinking water.  You then go back and do the three 20 second reps of the next exercise.  This continues until you finish all four exercises.





The squats were torture from the get go.  By the second rep my thighs and butt were on fire.  Actually I may have preferred an actual fire because then I would've had an excuse to actually sit down rather than just teasing myself with the whole halfway down then back up crapola.  I also did my first push ups since high school.  It wasn't pretty.





On day 2 I realized that I can't do jumping jacks anymore.  There were two reasons for this.

1--I need a better sports bra.  The girls were still headed up when I was headed back down and vice versa.  That is more pain that ANY exercise is worth.

2--My knee (left knee torn LCL 5 years ago) is still not strong enough for jumping of any variety.

Day 3 was the most discouraging.  I can't do the tricep dips.






I ended up doing the old school weights behind the head thing.





Day four almost killed me.  Those push ups are tricky suckers.  Your lats are already sore from the pulls and the first set of normal push ups had lulled me into a false sense of security.  The 2nd rep is of push ups with your arms spread wide.  This is damn near impossible as it utilizes your already screaming lats.  3rd set is with your arms close together.  I can now feel muscles in my lower arms and triceps that I never even knew I had.  It's been more than 24 hours and those boogers are still sore.  I may need to invest in an ice pack.

I am doing day 1 and 2 on Monday, Tuesday and resting on Wednesday.  Days 3 and 4 are Thursday and Friday with the weekend off.  I have also been VERY careful of what I am eating.  I make sure I get at least 2 servings of fruits/veggies with EVERY meal, have just about given up soda (down from 2 large McD's cokes a day) and have replaced that with water.  Doc dvd wants me to basically cut out all carbs while I reestablish a normal metabolism but I haven't managed that yet.

The good news?  I have lost 11 lbs in two weeks without starving, without supplements, without emptying my wallet and without having to go to the gym.  Kinda makes the achy body worth it.  

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Negative Nelly (or Tia)


I feel I must apologize for my negative attitude of late.  I have been such a witch, and not just in my blog posts, facebook status' and other assorted online personalities.  My grumpiness has known no boundaries at home and work too.  

As I was sitting here, trying to catch up on others blogs I was so excited to see the rain clouds come rolling in. Most people like to complain about the rain (especially ruining summer plans).  Me?  Not so much.  I am just not a summer kinda gal.  99 degrees yesterday and 95 today is just too dang hot to actually DO much of anything.  At least, it is for me.  I haven't wanted to cook (the a/c is out), play outside with the kids (I feel like I will melt), or drive (the car was acting up).  This rain has pointed out my crap attitude to me.  So I think I will make a list of things that I am thankful for, as penance for focusing on the things I am not so thankful for.

1.  The rain for my garden, bringing cool air to make up for the lack of a/c. 

2.  A really great car guy recommended by a friend/neighbor.  Only charged me $450 for a job that 3 auto shops quoted an average of $1600.

3.  Pizza places that deliver when this tired momma doesn't want to cook.

4.  Skype.  I learned how to use this and LOVE the fact that I can see my sis as I chat with her.  

5.  Knuckles.  As in, my not quite 2 year old nephew holding his tiny, little fist up to the web cam so he can give his Tia "knuckles".  He also gives kisses which make my heart skip a beat.  

6.  A co-worker's vacation.  I am getting 27 extra hours of work next week which will go a long way towards paying off that car bill.

I can't make any promises about maintaining a positive outlook.  It's just not natural.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Down in the dumps

Please bear with me.  Ever since my little sis moved across the freaking country to some tiny-town in Pennsylvania I have been down in the dumps.  I just haven't been able to pull myself out of this slump yet.

I pass the Starbucks where we would meet regularly and burst into tears.  I wanted to go to my favorite little mexican place "Mi Tierra" but couldn't stand the thought of eating there without her.  It's where we ate a LOT when she was preggers with her little man.  Missing him is just about killing me.  The fact that his not-quite-2 year old brain has already forgotten who I am makes me die a little bit inside.

I promise, I'll pull myself out of this and post some pics of the kids soon.  We have been doing stuff (they shouldn't suffer cuz I am).  Camping, Cub Scout day camp and the upcoming rocket launch etc...I have lots of pictures but no desire to post them just yet.

Monday, May 31, 2010

Trees are cool

Kelen and his cousin decided to climb the giant tree in Nana & Papa's front yard.  Then they decided to try to get onto the roof of the house from the tree.  I don't think that Tia thinks this is a very good idea.  Better stretch those legs a bit further little man.Almost there.Tada!  My little guy is pretty darn proud of himself.    But how to get down?  It's a good thing Tio John is 6'8" tall.  This spot didn't work out.  The gutters were in the way and we couldn't afford for those to break.So he found a different spot and took a giant leap of faith.  I am so glad he caught him.  All I could think was, "please don't let my son fall, he already thinks most men aren't going to be there for him."    Safe in his Tio's arms.  Is it really the little things like this that will teach my son that he can rely on men to not let him down?  This is a topic that he brings up more and more.  It breaks my heart to hear my 10 year old make comments about loser dads, or saying that he doesn't need a father because his momma takes better care of him than "that man" ever did.  That man.  My baby refers to his father as "that man."  Makes me want to find a way to bring his father back to life just so that I can punch him in the nose.