Pictureless.

So, I am waiting for more storage space to appear for me to be able to post more pictures on this blog. I have unsuccessfully tried to buy more storage twice. This is my third attempt. I am kind of perturbed. If you can help guide me at all, I'd appreciate it greatly.

I have been super twitchy without my blogging. I have pictures to share with you all!!! But, for now, you will just have to make due with my ramblings.

Working out thoughts:

-I get most concerned when the person on the treadmill beside me decides to run at a speed too quick for their running abilities. You know--that one person who's going waaaaay too fast and holding on the to sides of the treadmill as they try to stay upright while running? Yeah, I had one of those guys next to me today. I was nervous the entire time he was next to me.

-It makes me uncomfortable because I have to sit there and give myself a pep talk about how I will handle the situation when he falls face first into his treadmill. I need to brace myself for this occurrence (because it will happen!) and not freak out and fall off of my own treadmill or scream or try to instinctively catch this idiot who can not regulate a proper running speed. It's stress I don't need while losing the poundage.

-Why do some people insist on talking to the person they're running next to? First off, no one knows what you're huffing and puffing (which you deem to be words). Secondly, why do you think the person next to you is an any shape to hold a conversation? Can't you see how red his/her face is? They're just trying not to die, please don't rattle on about your dog's pooping habits. Also, if you have to yell to be heard, then a conversation at the Y while running on a treadmill is probably not the best place to be discussing whatever it is you need to discuss so badly.

-Someone tell me why boys where t-shirts that are torn from their shoulder to their waist? It obviously used to be a t-shirt. I understand you cut the sleeves off (sleeves can be cumbersome) but why did you tear off the piece of clothing that covers your torso? Why wear a shirt at all? And don't they sell tank top equivalents in the mens' department of sports stores? I don't understand! I try, but...I just don't understand.

Parenting thoughts:

-Why do I have to repeat myself so much? Do I speak a language unknown to my own children?

-Does every parent dream of the day that their kids will be fully independent and no longer leeches on their hips but then sob like a baby when they actually pronounce the word "banana" correctly or grow out of their clothes and into an almost junior size of clothing?

-If I create a kid pick-up similar to garbage pick-up, where you put your kid on the curb and a large truck comes and collects them and brings them back in a week better than when the child left, how many millions of dollars will I make?

Everyday thoughts:

-I don't like gum. Ew.

-I need to vacuum my car. And wash it. And reorganize the inside of it. And clean Julia's car seat. Maybe tomorrow. Probably not.

-I hate missing socks. I'm going to go and throw away every lonely sock as soon as I'm done blogging. They are taking over my life and I feel way too much pressure to find their other half. I'm not a flipping matchmaker! Give it up, lone socks!

I will try to post pictures soon. Hopefully.

It's kind of like fall in July here...

Because the temperature is hanging out in the low 60s, but last time I checked, it was July 30th. Am I right? Well, it doesn't help that we're over 6000 ft. above sea level and that if the clouds cover the sun, we get no warmth whatsoever. Elisabeth is outside in pants, a long sleeve shirt and a jacket. Brr...

Yesterday, Elisabeth's little friend came knocking on our door announcing, "Elisabeth got hurt." So, I go out to see what happened, and here hobbles Elisabeth with blood running down the bridge of her nose. She's definitely been crying and her other friend is helping to walk her home. When we asked what happened, Elisabeth replies, "I fell when I was chasing my friend." Yep, she totally face planted while running. The girl is such a klutz!!!! Well, we wiped her up and nothing was broken (thankfully) or in need of stitches (again, thankfully). See, we're trying to go the whole month of July without an ER visit. It'll be the first month in a LONG LONG LONG LONG time where we haven't been to the ER (please see other months' postings). She does have some major road rash on her face. While eating dinner (with an ice pack over her face), Evan asks her why she didn't use her hands to catch herself. Her response--"Because I fell on my face." Of course. So, later in the week when I get around to posting more pictures, that is what happened to Elisabeth's face.

So, the other day I happened to get upon the scale in our bathroom and almost had a severe heart attack. What is up? Oh, just my weight. It's not anything that hasn't been up since I had Elisabeth, but you know what, I'm finally sick of it. I'm finally sick of dealing with this weight. The other day Elisabeth said she was bored and headed straight to the pantry. Um, not good!!!! And I know I totally do that. It made me really sad and self conscience that I'm showing really poor eating habits. So, Monday I did something about it. I joined Weight Watchers (again) and am not kidding around this time. So far, I've lost 4 pounds in 4 days, which I know isn't going to be my every week and is because I'm actually watching what I eat and exercising twice a day, but it's a nice incentive to start out with. I did not realize how often I was heading to the kitchen to graze until I had to count everything in my food journal online. I also started walking twice a day, once in the morning with the girls and once at night when Evan gets home and lets me go by myself.

Now, I'm not good with really long term goals. I tend to get frustrated and forgetful about them. Right now, my goal is just to be 1o pounds lighter by my birthday (Sept. 23). Then we'll take it one step at a time. And now that I've told you guys, I'll feel even more compelled to meet that goal so as not to let you people down!!!

Wish me luck!!!