Eric is out watching the MSU basketball game and I have now had 3, okay 4 glasses of wine – YIKES!
I had a hard day – we left the house at 8:30, swam 40 minutes, Jungle Java, lunch, toy shopping for b-day party this evening, Ian napped a mere hour, bike around neighborhood and then to park, played, bike home, b-day party, bath, dinner and wine – and a lot of thinking done in between all this.
I am sad – I have a love/hate relationship with reading shit on facebook. Everyone seems to do the shred and lose all this weight, while I did/do the shred and do at least an hour of cardio a day, lift weights 2 days a weeks – which in my mind equals a lot more calorie burn than the f-in shred, I have yet to lose more than 2 – 4 measly ass pounds. IT PISSES ME OFF. I want to be strong AND lean, I want to do tri but be thin, I want the world on a silver plate. J
Let’s see – what else do I want to talk about while sitting here; actually a little tipsier than I thought – oops – okay, here is a good one. Ian – I KNOW I need to potty train him, I KNOW I need to get him off the bubby, I KNOW I baby him too much – but who cares?!?! I mean, really – he is 2.5 yrs old – he has his whole life to be a grown up, so I will promise anyone who is concerned about the about this: he won’t go to kindergarten with a bubby and he won’t turn 4 without being potty trained – so what if I have to change a few more diapers – it won’t kill me; and him and I might be a better team because of it. And speaking of him and growing up, really – I am in no hurry to make him grow up and be independent – I love that he needs/wants me to play with him – yes, it is a pain in my ass sometimes, but I know the time will come where he thinks I am so uncool he can’t be seen with me, so I will cherish the times he wants me to play like I am talking like a penny!
Finally, I love staying at home with Ian, I hate cleaning house, I hate trying to be organized, I sometimes like cooking, I love working out, I love doing card classes buy hate organizing the pre-class, learning to express my feelings is really hard and I have had a pile of small laundry on the couch to fold for 2 days – welcome to Team S!!
I live with stage IV metastatic breast cancer that has caused 3 brain surgeries and leukemia that required a bone marrow transplant. . I like to write about life - and I don't hold back! My mission is to always remind myself and others anything is possible,
Friday, March 26, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
First time for everything:
I have experienced too many firsts this week, some good, some bad and some very, very ugly!
The good: we are now official landlords! Gold Fish is RENTED OUT, yes you read it correctly – it is rented and we are making money on it! THANK GOODNESS – I was so done painting, so done cleaning, just so done with it!
– I started triathlon training this week! I had 2 swim lessons with my team, both of which were hard; the first was a a little easier than I thought – well, kind of. I did manage to swim the whole time at both practices – 45 minutes and AN HOUR at the 2nd, but man alive – that stuff isn’t easy. I am planning on swimming 30 minutes daily in addition to my other stuff with hopes of not drowning at the tri. Like I told Angela - that wouldn't be good PR for Team Survivor!
- I had my first booked card class party - meaning I didn 't set it up myself - someone got in touch with me! and it was a great success. I got lots of wonderful feedback and new ideas. The ladies really enjoyed and are looking forward to next month!
The bad: I thought I was going to die after Friday’s swim. I totally hit a wall and “bonked” hard. That is a horrible feeling and I never want to feel it again. I now know if I am going to work out 2 times in one day, my nutrition is more important than ever and especially while training for this tri.
The ugly: Ian pooped in the bathtub last night. REALLY, REALLY – you are 2.5 years old and you just pooped in the bathtub??????? It was so gross.
Our spring break was great. We were able to see a few of our friends who we don’t normally get to see due to MDO schedules, we didn’t start potty training – I thought about it and then decided, nah I am not ready yet!
The good: we are now official landlords! Gold Fish is RENTED OUT, yes you read it correctly – it is rented and we are making money on it! THANK GOODNESS – I was so done painting, so done cleaning, just so done with it!
– I started triathlon training this week! I had 2 swim lessons with my team, both of which were hard; the first was a a little easier than I thought – well, kind of. I did manage to swim the whole time at both practices – 45 minutes and AN HOUR at the 2nd, but man alive – that stuff isn’t easy. I am planning on swimming 30 minutes daily in addition to my other stuff with hopes of not drowning at the tri. Like I told Angela - that wouldn't be good PR for Team Survivor!
- I had my first booked card class party - meaning I didn 't set it up myself - someone got in touch with me! and it was a great success. I got lots of wonderful feedback and new ideas. The ladies really enjoyed and are looking forward to next month!
The bad: I thought I was going to die after Friday’s swim. I totally hit a wall and “bonked” hard. That is a horrible feeling and I never want to feel it again. I now know if I am going to work out 2 times in one day, my nutrition is more important than ever and especially while training for this tri.
The ugly: Ian pooped in the bathtub last night. REALLY, REALLY – you are 2.5 years old and you just pooped in the bathtub??????? It was so gross.
Our spring break was great. We were able to see a few of our friends who we don’t normally get to see due to MDO schedules, we didn’t start potty training – I thought about it and then decided, nah I am not ready yet!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
It is no wonder…
Kids these days grow up to be complete a*sholes – they have a*shole parents to show them the way. NOW, don’t get me wrong here, I know not all kids are a-holes and it isn’t always the parent’s fault, but after watching the parenting “skills” of people today, I am really, REALLY appalled.
I thought I needed to make a list for this post.
You know you are an a-hole parent if:
1. You take a book to play place and honestly expect to read it. Give me a break. You are there for your kid(s) and regardless of your desire to have a “Calgon take me away” moment; you need to watch your kid(s) because if you are not watching them, they are being an a-hole to someone.
2. You can’t put down your i-phone, blackberry or whatever other device you are glued to; therefore, ignoring your child and again, if you aren’t watching them, they are being an a-hole.
3. You sit on the bench and yell at your child who is running away from you – the further they get, the louder you are. NO, this doesn’t work – get off you’re a*s and do something.
I know I sound like a real b*tch, but seriously parents need to get a grip. Children need/crave attention and if we don’t give it to them, they act like a-holes. I KNOW people need a break, I KNOW children drive you crazy and I KNOW it is hard and you so want someone/something to entertain your children for x amount of time, I KNOW because I feel like this every day, BUT it doesn’t work that way. If you stay at home with your child, stay at home with them – they are your job, they require your attention and if you don’t give it to them, they are bigger a-holes then you are being and it doesn’t do anyone any good.
Okay, I am stepping off my high-horse and getting back to reality.
I thought I needed to make a list for this post.
You know you are an a-hole parent if:
1. You take a book to play place and honestly expect to read it. Give me a break. You are there for your kid(s) and regardless of your desire to have a “Calgon take me away” moment; you need to watch your kid(s) because if you are not watching them, they are being an a-hole to someone.
2. You can’t put down your i-phone, blackberry or whatever other device you are glued to; therefore, ignoring your child and again, if you aren’t watching them, they are being an a-hole.
3. You sit on the bench and yell at your child who is running away from you – the further they get, the louder you are. NO, this doesn’t work – get off you’re a*s and do something.
I know I sound like a real b*tch, but seriously parents need to get a grip. Children need/crave attention and if we don’t give it to them, they act like a-holes. I KNOW people need a break, I KNOW children drive you crazy and I KNOW it is hard and you so want someone/something to entertain your children for x amount of time, I KNOW because I feel like this every day, BUT it doesn’t work that way. If you stay at home with your child, stay at home with them – they are your job, they require your attention and if you don’t give it to them, they are bigger a-holes then you are being and it doesn’t do anyone any good.
Okay, I am stepping off my high-horse and getting back to reality.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Patience:
An ability or willingness to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay: to have patience with a slow learner.
I have been thinking a lot about this word lately – mainly because my days are filled to brim with patience when dealing with Ian. He wants to do EVERYTHING on his own, but there are a few small problems with this: it takes him FOREVER to complete the task at hand, even if he has no idea how to do something – he still won’t let me help me, and as with many things in life – it would be so much easier if I did it myself, but that isn’t the point of him doing it himself – he wants to do it to prove to himself and to me that yes, he is capable of accomplishing the task at hand. So as I sit with him, bite my tongue and sometimes have to sit on my hands for them not to spontaneously help him, I can’t help to think to myself – why can’t I be more patient with myself??
There are so many things I want to accomplish, but if I KNOW that Ian can’t learn something overnight, and I KNOW that most things on my to-do list can’t happen overnight either – then why do I beat myself up when the plan doesn’t happen just as I have it imagined in mind and why do I give up when it doesn’t go as planned? Why can’t I be patient with myself, not get restless or annoyed with myself and know, that tomorrow will bring a new day with new chances for me to get it right? I don’t know, but I am working on it….one step at a time and patiently (hopefully!)
I have been thinking a lot about this word lately – mainly because my days are filled to brim with patience when dealing with Ian. He wants to do EVERYTHING on his own, but there are a few small problems with this: it takes him FOREVER to complete the task at hand, even if he has no idea how to do something – he still won’t let me help me, and as with many things in life – it would be so much easier if I did it myself, but that isn’t the point of him doing it himself – he wants to do it to prove to himself and to me that yes, he is capable of accomplishing the task at hand. So as I sit with him, bite my tongue and sometimes have to sit on my hands for them not to spontaneously help him, I can’t help to think to myself – why can’t I be more patient with myself??
There are so many things I want to accomplish, but if I KNOW that Ian can’t learn something overnight, and I KNOW that most things on my to-do list can’t happen overnight either – then why do I beat myself up when the plan doesn’t happen just as I have it imagined in mind and why do I give up when it doesn’t go as planned? Why can’t I be patient with myself, not get restless or annoyed with myself and know, that tomorrow will bring a new day with new chances for me to get it right? I don’t know, but I am working on it….one step at a time and patiently (hopefully!)
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