Monthly Archives: February 2014

Feature Friday

Today I’m going to start doing features on Fridays of my favorites. (Like that alliteration?) Considering my consistently inconsistent nature, this will probably be the only Friday that I do this. Also, since I have a whopping 12 followers (waves to the two new ones), eight of which are spamalicious, I doubt anyone will actually read these. That being said, I’ve decided to write the blog that I want to read because, apparently, I really like the sound of my own voice… or typing, as it were. So here goes:

Image:Friday Food
Iowa Girl Eats is my go-to blog for recipes. Kristin is a wiz when it comes to yummy delicious and nutritious salads that make my diet feel very non-diet-y. The pic on the left is my favorite of her recipes: Superfood Salad. I recently spent an appendage on mail order frozen pomegranate arils so that I can make it for my upcoming Mom’s Night Out. Seriously, it’s that good. In the future, I think I’ll just freeze up a bunch in the Fall when they are still in season here.

Friday Footwear: I have a confession to make. I hate shoes. Seriously. I have several pairs of Uggs. Not because they’re trendy (or once were) but because they are the only shoes that don’t feel like torture devices on my feet. I wear them from the second the temp drops in the Fall up until the last possible moment in Summer, and then I switch to sliders. I have fallen arches, a high instep, and wide, bunion-y feet. Not a pretty mental image, sorry. I’m not complaining, my feet get me from point A to point B just fine. They just protest loudly in any sort of structured shoe. I can handle my New Balance sneakers for short spurts, like for a quick run (or, if I’m being honest, a leisurely stroll because I don’t run.) I can even wear them to the gym for an hour or so, but then I have to come right home and pop those puppies off. Then it’s slippers or Uggs for the rest of the day. And ibuprofen. Yeah. So while recently googling flats that feel like slippers (I had to try) I came across these lovelies.

Aren’t they just? The price is a bit steep for a pair of flats. So for now I have to settle for gazing lovingly at them. But maybe, if I’m a really good girl, Santa, or the Easter Bunny, or the man who loves me will get me a pair. And if they are half as comfortable as Oprah and everyone else on the planet who has ever tried on a pair attests, then perhaps I could wear these and not feel the need to close my eyes and chant, “There’s no place like home…”

Friday Fuzzies:

I die.

My daughter is obsessed with bunnies and really, she comes by it naturally. While she tends to stare longingly at the white Angora’s, I’m partial to the Harlequin Holland Lops. I had one as a pet in college and he was with my family for 13 years. Peter fancied himself a dog, he loved cuddles in my lap and ear scratches and spent the majority of his life outside the cage. I miss him. Someday, when life is less hectic (ha!) and I have someone reliable to watch it when we go away, maybe I’ll get another. For now though, I’ll settle for frequent visits to thfSaynora’s FB page. **WARNING: Extreme Cuteness if you follow that link.**

Friday Fun:

We are big Lego fans in this house. From Agents to Znap, we love them all. Apparently Lego Cuusoo has lifted their licensing ban on Whovian submissions, so I anticipate Doctors one through twelve in our near Lego future. To the Tardis!

Fabulous by 40

opportunity each dayI’ve done WW off and on for years starting back in 2005 when I lost 25 pounds. I wanted to slim down and loose baby weight for my cousins wedding. I’m 5’4 1/2 (hey, the half counts) and I weighed 141 pounds at the end. It was most likely the healthiest I’d ever been. I worked out hard 5 times/week and was active with my family on the weekends. I’ll never forget the time the owner of the gym I attended brought a potential member over to me while I worked out and said, “See, this is what you can accomplish.” Such a great feeling.

That was 3 kids and way too many pounds ago. A twin pregnancy followed by another pregnancy just two years later, sleep-deprivation, poor eating habits, stress, and too much time on the sofa have led to where I am now. So at 38 I’m starting over. My goal is to be fabulous by 40. It isn’t just about the number on the scale. It’s about how I look and feel. I want to be healthy and strong. I learned from past success that slow & steady wins the race and thats my goal. I don’t just want to loose weight, I want to gain a healthy overall lifestyle.
I want to be strong.

Consistently inconsistent…


So, update from my orginal post for last year. I didn’t really get all those books read. Hardly any of them really. I did read over 100 books, just not the ones on my list. <insert sheepish smiley here>

It’s not a terrible thing though. I’ve realized something about myself. Reading is my go-to for destressing and unwinding. Most of the books on my list required me to think, when I really didn’t want to.

So this year my goals are tweaked. No book list, I’m just going to try to finish some books that I think would be helpful for me to read. For example, I’ve been trudging through “Driven to Distraction” for several years. I really think it could be helpful to finish it, since I am, in fact, ADD, but I keep getting distracted before I finish it.

In the health department I made losses and gains and ended up breaking even. I’d like to focus on that and make some real changes this year. It’s still not about the number on the scale. I really just want to be healthy and some energy would be nice.

I realize that I never did a follow-up post to the soap. I developed an allergic reaction to something. All my life my mother has suffered from hives if the least little irritant bothered her skin. I’ve been blessed not to suffer the same affliction, until now. I’m not blaming the soap. It started on vacation and could’ve just as easily been some irritant specific to the house we rented. I don’t know. All I know is that now I break-out in hives with Every. Single. Shower. I’ve changed back to my previous body products and tried several others. Nothing helps. Bathing = hives. So I backed off the natural soap products because I couldn’t figure out what started this and I didn’t want to make it worse. I will say that the shampoo bar is not for me, even without the hives.

The organization thing: I’m still working on it, and suspect that I will be for the rest of my life. It’s not exactly my strongest area. Obviously.