WW week 5: even steven

Last week at my weigh in, I was exactly the same weight as the week before.  Not an ounce less or more.  I was kind of bummed because my goal is 2 lbs. a week and a week of no loss is going to drag my average down.  It's kind of like not doing your homework and getting a zero.  So anyway... weigh in for this week is tomorrow... and I've been a pretty good girl, so, we'll see.  It's too bad you have to wait like 60 days to give blood again.. because I think that must have really helped me 2 weeks ago. Ha!

and the band played on...

I just have to share this because it's so random... so this morning, I was sitting on my couch after sleeping in... reading the newspaper, drinking coffee, eating pancakes, watching College Gameday/Clean Sweep (my usual Saturday routine) when I heard something. "Left, Right, Left Right Left," I thought 'what in the world?' so I peered out the window on my front door and low and behold... there was a parade going down my street.  I was highly amused.  My neigbors were in their yards watching... so I went back inside and got my coffee and my camera and watched the parade from my front porch.  Isn't that so random?  It was really cute, nostalgic almost... it seemed so small town, so American. 

homecoming

Last night I went to Homecoming at Inidian River High School with my dad.  It was the first time I'd been back to the football field since I graduated in 1997.  Technically... it's been 9 years since I was at Homecoming.  It was an interesting experience.  I've never paid to get into a IR game, because I was a cheerleader in high school.  So I paid, and got a ticket and went throught a metal detector like everyone else.  It was so funny... the stands used to seem so huge when I was cheerleading, and last night, they didn't seem that big at all.  I ran into a couple of old teachers, a guidance counselor, and my best friend's high school boyfriend, Robert Luke... and his wife and baby.  It's crazy to think how much has changed since then.  Another thing... remember in high school, the homecoming court seems like the biggest deal in the world?  Last night, sitting in the stands, I noticed most people weren't even paying attention to the girls walking down the field with their dads and their new hats and suits, and dreams of being crowned homecoming queen.  Not many people even noticed who got the crown.  Perspective is a huge thing, isn't it?  Homecoming 2005 was a cool experience, I left feeling all grown up and like a little girl with my dad at the same time.  I think that's the perfect place to be right now.

WW week 4: back on track

As promised, here's my weight watchers update... today I weighed in 4.2 lbs. lighter :) Major rebound from last week!! That makes for a total weight loss of 12.4 lbs so far.   Not bad for a month, huh?  It's not as hard as I thought it would be.  This week I have been working out like a mad woman.  A couple of days I even went in the morning and in the evening. I'm having fun losing weight.  It's new to me.. I've never really done it... I've pretty much just been "growing" since the day I was born.

WW week 3: no pain, yes gain

Sorry I didn't post a Weight Watchers update last week.  Bad news: I ate everything in my house and IGAINED weight.  Hmm... so that's really how you gain weight?!  I can't blame genetics I guess.(worth noting: my mom and my granny could fit in my jeans together)  I only gained 0.2 lbs so I'm not too upset about it.  I'll weigh in again tomorrow and post an update.  I'm hoping the fact that I donated blood today will play in my favor.  A pint of blood has to weigh something!

hooba

Hooba is one of many affectionate names my sister calls her youngest son.  His real name is Brayden and he is so cute it's ridiculous.  Sometimes when she tells me about things he does or says I'll write them on a post-it note as to not forget to share my "Brayden stories" with my co-workers.  Sunday, he turned four.  Four!  Four is old.. he's a big boy!  I remember being four.  It's amazing to watch him thinking right now, he could be forming some of his first memories.  They may end up being his oldest memories one day.  Yeah... I know it's ridiculous.  What can I say?  I'm in love with a 4 year old who's in love with the Power Rangers.

WW week 2: shooting for the stars

Here's my weekly Weight Watchers update:  I lost 3.4 more pounds.. that makes for 8.4 pounds total. :)  I'm very happy with how things are coming along.  Also, Tuesday I started walking on my lunch break with two of my co-workers, Angela and Maria... and it seems we are an inspiration!  We were given silver stars at our meeting today.  I know, it sounds kinda cheesy... but that little silver star totally brought back elementary school mems of those stars the teacher would hand out to the good kids.  I would do anything to get one then.  Some things never change.

les is more

I think I may have missed my calling.  Or maybe I was a bit too obsessed with Encyclopedia Brown as a child.  Last night, I couldn't sleep... and I accomplished something monumental.  That's more than I can say for any other night of insomnia on record. When I was growing up, my brother's best friend, Les, had trouble at home.  His mom was a crackhead.  One year, she dropped him off at my brother Chris's birthday party and never came back.  Les pretty much grew up at our house.  Then through some circumstances, he ended up leaving, circa 1997.  Two years ago, when my Papa Tom was dying, I tried really hard to find Les because Papa wanted to see him "all grown up."  I tried.  I couldn't find Les Smith.  Well... last night, through some pretty impressive detective work, I FOUND HIM!! I haven't exactly made contact yet... but I have an address and phone number and I'm 100 percent sure it's him!  I called, no answer... I drove by his apartment, but it was a little sketchy and it was getting dark and I was alone, so I didn't get out of my car.  But I know he's out there.  "Out there," HA!  It turns out, Les and I live in the same city... the same city we met in when I was 9 and he was 7.  I can't wait to see him now.  I'll make sure to post an update.  Until then, here's a pic of les from a long time ago. 

muffin head

my cat katy lu-lu muffin head of all heads booger head stinky love girl she is a good girl.  that last statement is just about word for word what I say when I get home in the evening.  If Katy could speak, what would she tell me about her greeting?  Would she even respond?  Would you, to that?  Either way... I do have a bond with my little 12 lb. (and growing) ball of fur.

 

my two (news) dads

As I ponder what step to take next professionally... I'd like to give a shout out to the two men who gave me a chance, and taught me so much.  I could never thank Shane Moreland and Gary Stokes enough.