Friday, June 30, 2006

I hate airports.
I hate planes.
I hate airlines.
I hate the whole freakin mess.

We missed our plane by 1 minute. Yes, literally, 1 minute. We were there the "hour early". We waited in line like good little people. And the B(*(*^(*^%% at the gate would not hold the plane OR our seats for one more minute.

We are going tomorrow. We are home today. Husband said I could take a nap and then promptly fell asleep.

I haven't slept for more than 3 hours in more than 3 days.

I had caffeine. So I'm tired and a bit wired.


Thursday, June 29, 2006

Here is the house we are thinking of buying. It looks like it is in better shape in the pictures than it actually is.

One strange thing (and I'm sure not the last) is there is no refrigerator. None. No spot for the missing one. Just not one at all. Weird, huh?

Here is the way it looks now and a rough up of what I would like to add.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Yea for me! I lost 4.8 lbs last week!

I am really happy, it helps me keep on track. It is normal to loose more the first few weeks you start WW then it levels out to 1-2 lbs a week.

We made an offer on the big fixer-upper in Pelham. It was countered. We are about 150,000 away from agreeing..hehhe. It might not work, but it is fun to plan.

I'm tired and we have a lot to do, so this will be a short one.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006


Tomorrow is my first weigh-in after starting Weight Watchers. I was doing so well until today. Today I ate a Cannoli. Strangely enough, I have never eaten a cannoli in my entire life. Why? Who knows. I think I tasted one and didn't like the filling. Well, Dad S. (who is the empowerer of my fatness) brought real (I'm talking 1st generation Queens Italians here) cannoli and tiramisu. I cut off a piece to give my daughter. I was not going to have any. Then I tasted the little bit that got on my hand. OH MY GOODNESS. That was some of the best stuff i have ever had. Really Really good. So I proceeded to eat the rest of the huge, fat, oozing cannoli. I hope it didn't blow the last few day worth of being good.

I have seen a bunch of houses lately. We are moving and will only have 1 free weekend between now and then. We are torn between trying to buy a beat up old house that needs pretty much everything done to it and just renting a nice one. My mom thinks I'm out of my mind for even considering a house that needs $300,000+ worth of work done to it. But that seems to be the type of house we fall in love with. The house was home to a bride in the early 1920s. She just left (still alive) at 108 when her daughter finally convinced her to move in with her. Isn't that great? What is not so great is the house hasn't been touched much since. Except by water and various natural things. It has wonderful mouldings and chair rails and a kitchen with what I think must have been the stuff BEFORE formica. (Think bright red with streaks. Andy would love it. I think they make cars out of it now) We will see. I'm taking the biggest critics I know to see it tomorrow. If they can't convince me it is a hell-trap, no one can.

I should go to bed. Both of my kids are sleeping. I should dye my hair and put on my whitening strips and fix my toenail where the nasty stroller bit it off while I was backing out of the hind end of my car while son was wailing and daughter was booing and I was trying to fix the car seat. I dont think im going to do any of it. Maybe a shower. That might not be too hard. :-)

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Tiring day.

we looked at a lot of houses. im not sure we can or should afford any of them.

where to live? I love Westport...(where we currently live, and where we will be closing on our house to sell it on August 8.) That leaves like 5 or 6 weekends between now and then. We will be gone for 3 of them plus other days. Plus Sabbaths. That doesen't provide much opportunity to find a new place to live. Westport is great...we adore it here. Only problem is that it is an hour from our church, my husbands job, our family in NYC, etc. That is an hour in good traffic. It took us 2.5 hours to get home from church the other day. It was terrible. My husband gets up at 4am and gets home at 7:35 on a good day. On a bad day its 8:30,9:30 or so. Its just too far.

We looked in Pelham, NY today. Its pretty good there, but not as good as Westport. The TAXES alone on the house we kinda liked were almost $25,000. This is a house that needs about $300,000 in repairs. It makes me feel poor!

And if we buy another house, then we can't buy an investment property right away. So we were trying to find a house to rent. Rentals are ugly and expensive if thy aren't ugly.

What to do?

Saturday, June 24, 2006

You know you are on Weight Watchers when:

1. You have been craving a Dairy Queen blizzard with chocolate syrup, chocolate chip cookie dough and oreos. (oooohhh, my favorite concoction. one of the main reasons i HAVE to loose this weight. I was on bedrest and only allowed to go to the Dr.'s office 2 xs a week. Dairy Queen is RIGHT NEXT TO THE DOCTOR. :-) But instead of eating Dairy Queen, you chow down on "lite cool whip" with chocolate syrup all over it. Actually not too bad.

2. You push yourself too hard on your run/walk. You end up puking in the bushes and seeing stars. (The 99% humidity and vitamin probably didnt' help. Prenatal vitamins taste lousy coming back up even when you arent pregnant. Just a note.)

3. You try to figure out how many points a garlic clove has in it. Garlic OIL has 4 points, but surely a garlic clove is a vegetable, right? Then its NO POINTS, right?

4. You stare in the mirror after being in WW for exactly 3 days, convinced you MUST HAVE LOST SOMETHING because this is damn hard.

5. You drink some soda quickly trying to help your stomach feel better, then you panic when you realize it was 2 points!

6. The things you think about before you fall asleep are chocolate cake, doritos, blizzards (see above) and nice things to eat.

Sigh. I hope this gets easier.

Another piece of news (for my one devoted reader...heheheh) looks like we might be moving in August. We got a good offer on the house. We never get too excited, but it seems like it might go through. Now, where to live?

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Well, I did it. I started WW. Here are my beginning stats...

Weight: 183.6
Height: 5'7 .5 (I round up to 5'8)

Bust: 44"
Waist: 39"!!!
Hips: 44"
Right Upper Arm: 12 1/4"
Right Upper Thigh: 26.5 "

OUCH! That hurt. Coming from someone who used to be a 38-27-36. Sucking in my waist could go down to a 23 or less. Sigh. Two babies and a lot of Haagan Daz took care of that. My back and stomach muscles are shot.

But now its time to look forward and not backward. I have the opportunity to get in REALLY good shape. I even slept 6 hours last night so Im ready for it!

Wish me luck oh ye internet Gods...

Here is my least fav. picture of my fatty/post James

Wednesday, June 21, 2006 is an honest to goodness record of my Weight Watchers experience. I lost the weight nicely and easily with my DD on Weight Watchers. So, now I am going to do the same with my son. I will sign up today. June 21, 2006. I will enter my official weight here. I never tell anyone how much I weigh. It scares me. But oh well, no one reads this anyway. :-)

It was worth it. 3 years of infertility treatments and extremely hard pregnancies (and losses of other pregnancies) got me the two gorgeous kids I have. But it took an EXTREME toll on my body. I used to be pretty...thin and curvy and had great hair. Now...not so much. I'm really struggling with my body image right now. I look in the mirror and at pictures and I want to throw up. Literally. Body image has never been my strong point. But at least I knew I could look decent if I wanted to. Now, I feel like that isn't even a possibility. Its like a fat, pale stranger took over my body the last few years. I was on bedrest for a total of 20 weeks during my two pregnancies. Strict bedrest. 10 minutes a day for showers. Thats it. No wonder I'm a fat slob.

Ok, enough! I WILL get back to looking good in my jeans. More importantly, I will get back to feeling like I can walk or run or even do a sit up or two. I want to feel strong and healthly. Something I haven't felt in a long time.

Ok, here are the before pictures. Gross, no?

I will write my stats when I get back from joining WW.

Monday, June 19, 2006

I am so tired. You forget how bone deep tired feels until you have a kid, then another one. I can't even describe hoe everything aches.

We got DD a new playhouse and she absolutely adores it.

Im really too tired to do anything but say that.

Saturday, June 17, 2006

sabbath today, thank goodness. ironically, it was "women's ministry day" at church. the day before Father's Day. funny, no?

Its a day my daughter gets to enjoy Sabbath School, (which is all the better because I am not teaching yet!), I get to see my husband (who leave at 4:30am and gets home between 8 and 9:30pm on the week days), get a little extra sleep (said husband is home) and just generally enjoy being a family.

This is the first weekend that we have been alone at our house in a long time. Its nice just to be the 4 of us together. My DH is trying to get Yankee tickets (baseball) for tomorrow's father's day. yea. :-) But it's important that HE is happy. He is a wonderful father and a good husband to boot.

I put this John Frieda gloss stuff on my hair last night, expecting to wake up this morning to soft shiny waves. Instead, I wake up to hair that tries to become dreadlocks and looks like it hasn't been washed in a week. yuck. I fear I am on a "Bad Hair Trend". This happens. You just have to live through it.

Is it vain of me to consider quitting nursing my DS just so my boobs and butt will go back to normal? My boobs go to some land beyond a "D" when I'm nursing and I really hate it. My body thinks it must conserve every last ounce because my son eats like a horse. I just want to be D-O-N-E with any resemblance to anything having to do with being pregnant. I want my body back. Over a year of IVF, IUI, shots, ultrasounds, blood drawings, a month in the hospital and 10 weeks + on bedrest...I just want my body back. I want to wear my skinny jeans and look hot and maybe feel somewhat sexy. That hasn't happened in a long time. I had IVF for both of my kids and 3 miscarriages inbetween. I just want a rest.

The perfect salad: Dark, Dark salad leaves (preferably at least 3 kinds), drizzled in very high quality olive oil. Shake a generous amount of freshed shaved parmesaun cheese, and veggie salt. Sprinkle with sunflower seeds and tiny walnut pieces. Yum Yum.

Netflcks is not for me. I have now officially lost all 3 videos. Sigh. And my watch. BIG SIGH.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Oh, we had such a great time last night!

I was bedrest with my DS for 10 weeks. My DH, in trying to keep my looking forward and not be depressed suggested that we buy tickets to the new Harry Connick, jr. broadway show "Pajama Game". (I luuuvvvvv Harry. :-) but not in a scary way) It was for several months down the line, and it seemed like a good idea to look forward to. It would also be our mutual 9th wedding anniversary gift to each other.

Well, DS came, and we got through most of the hard time. (NICU stay, infections, fun stuff) It came that I had to have an operation the day before said broadway tickets. So, unfortunately, said broadway tickets just weren't going to happen. DH went to the box office to get a refund (my idea) and he decided to surprise me with very expsensive, 4th row orchestra seats and a meet the cast reception afterwards for a later date. I thought it was way too expensive and tried to sell them on eBay. Didn't work. So, oh well, we had to go. :-)

SO, yesterday was the big day. I rushed around all day with said kids (see last post). DS got shots, wasn't happy and has run a low grade fever ever since. Dogs peed. Kids cried. I waited in line at the post office for 45 min. What kind of nasty people don't let a mom with a toddler and a screaming 2 month old go in front. I had 1 envelope! Oh well, it got mailed.

I rushed home and got ready to meet Mr. Connick in 10 min. 10 minutes with my almost3yearold daughter throwing things gleefully out of my closet which almost included our smallest dog (another story) and my 2monthold son screaming his fevered lungs out. (And no, I don't feel guilty for leaving him with his grandparents when he didn't feel good, he got tylenol, right? Ok, a little guilty, but he slept and ate the whole time.) After finding a pair of jeans that would fit this not-back-to-normal body (trying out running words together here), threw on a black top (wouldn't show leaking milk) and a leather blazer and the highest, coolest heels I could find. RAN out of the house and speed to the train station. Found out that a train had been derailed after sitting there for 30 minutes. Decided to try and drive so I got a taxi BACK to my house and my dear MIL had my car running and waiting. I drove that poor family car (Ford Freestyle) like it was a speedster. Poor thing groaned and complained, but we made it. Just. My loving husband who was waiting outside the theater (have YOU ever tried to hurry accross midtown Manhattan and accross 42nd Street? not easy. takes a professional or at the very least a very intense mommy who is NOT MISSING HARRY) I ran inside, got my jr Mints and the show STARTED!

Wow, what a show. We were 3 rows from the stage. I could see the mikes and the spit and everything. (Broadway stars apparently spit when they are projecting...I've never sat this close before.) The show was awesome. Great songs (I had the CD already and my DD and I sing it enthusiastically.) Great singers, and of course Harry Connick playing the piano and singing and dancing! (Well, he can sing and play...he can't dance, but the other's could so he just sorta stood there and looked cute while they danced around him.) Nice arms...he had to come out at the end in just his PJ pants! Ooolala. We had special passes to the VIP lounge during the break. Free soda and a nice view and posh seats. And private bathrooms which is a good enough reason in it's self. At the end of the show, they auctioned off a watch he was was worth $8500 and the proceeds went to the Habitat for Musicians Villiage in New Orleans. The bidding was brisk (amazing the amount of money that floats around Manhattan). It ended when Alec Baldwin (we had better seats than HIM!) announced he would match the winning bid and they could keep the watch. Everyone gave him a standing ovation when the bidding ended at $17,500!

I then proceeded to have to sit on a cold hard toilet and use a manual breast pump so I didn't explode from the inside out. Manual pumps stink. But it made me feel a little better.

THEN we went to the private party with the cast. Harry was playing with his band from New Orleans. Waiters were circulating with yummy things and to DIE FOR desserts. Was fun to see the cast dressed as normal people. We almost didn't recognize most of them. We drank pelligrino and stood on the 6th floor balcony outside and looked at the lights. I met Harry (briefly) and he signed my playbill. yea!

We stayed until the end of the set and then found a pedicab outside. (A bicycle with a little double seat wagon that is pulled by a human. I much perfer this to the horses doing it because I feel sorry for the horses.) We had him take us all around times square like tourists and we enjoyed the lights and the nice weather and just BEING ALONE TOGETHER. All in all a great night.

Thanks honey, I really enjoyed it. I will remember it always.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

I dont' think this site likes Macs...I'm not getting the option to have a title.

Ok. Here is my day at the moment. I'm scarfing down the last half of the banana my DD didn't want to eat. She is sitting in splendor (IN PANTIES!!!) in her high chair with waffles, cereal, fresh grapes, milk & smashed banana. I have a half of said squashed banana. Who said life was fair? She is also playing in the milk and informing me that her high pitched squeal is "like an O". (I'm not sure that making the alphabet sounds at a high pitched volume should be encouraged.)

I have to dress both kids and take the little DS to the Dr. for first shots this morning. :-( Then I have to turn in my FIRST speeding ticket (which is due to the court today), buy a breast pump, clean up the house, do the laundry (my DD didn't make it to the bathroom in the panties, but another story)

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

I am starting this blog for the simple reason that i think SOME blogs are cool, and I like the idea of it.

I'm not actually sure I will share it with anyone...we will see. I might only post a few times and let it die out.

But unfortunately the honest truth is that I get a lot of entertainment out of surfing the internet. So, why not give someone else entertainment too?

Me. Who am I? Thats a good question. I know I'm a darn good mother, a pretty good wife, and a pretty good friend. Sometimes I think I am a really talented graphic designer and sometimes I think I have no talent at all.

I like the people I love and I don't really have all that much interest in everyone else. Sounds horrible, huh? It's just that my friends and family are SO LABOR INTENSIVE that I have no more time! :-)