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Hello Friends!

Good gravy, it’s the end of October already. Time is passing way too fast for me these days…I’m still stuck in June!

So the voting for Shape.com’s Best Blogger Awards is over and I did not come in dead last, but I came close! I am thrilled that I have so many new readers now, so it’s all good. For the 3 of you who voted for me, I thank you. It was fun to be a part of it.

Since I got so much great advice on this post, I wanted to give everyone an update on how things are going with my 6 year old daughter Mallory.  I got all kinds of advice about how to deal with her, everything from having her tested for ADHD to ignoring her, and it was all good advice, but I thought it was funny that the underlying theme that ran in a lot of the comments was “stop being such a push-over!” And alas, that’s exactly what I was. However, since then I’ve been more firm with her and have been limiting her choices, and yes occasionally ignoring her when the dramatic pout comes into play. And it is working really well. Who’da thunk it? She still has her moments, but mostly over the last couple of weeks, the whining, the negotiating, the arguing…all of that has decreased exponentially. When she freaks out over something not fitting right, I ask her exactly what is bothering her and we can usually work something out together. Or if she is just being a little bit stubborn because I won’t let her wear an outfit for the third day in a row to school, I will tell her that either she can choose an outfit or I will choose one for her – that usually takes care of the problem. She’s pretty fast at choosing an outfit if she thinks I’ll be choosing something horrendous, because even at six years old, she is a little fashionista and of course Mom knows nothing of what’s “in” with the first grade set. I am keeping an eye on the tactile-sensitivity thing because I think that might have something to do with it, but mostly I think she was just used to getting her way so much of the time. It’s true what “they” say: kids do better with boundaries.  Thanks to all of you who offered advice and helped me realize that it’s okay to be THE PARENT.  Y’all rock my casbah.  :)

Let’s what else shall we talk about today? Oh yes, the Halloween thing. That seems to be a big topic amongst weight loss bloggers. And why shouldn’t it? Halloween is the first hurdle in the Trifecta of Diet Doom (Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas). If you avoid the thousands and thousands of Fun Size candy bars, only 3 weeks later you have to deal with the gluttonous feast of Thanksgiving (mmmm…pumpkin pie), and then there’s a whole month of Christmas parties, neighborly treats, and the almighty Christmas dinner, which looks suspiciously like a Thanksgiving Feast.

But let’s focus on Halloween today, shall we? I’m not going to talk about the evils of eating piece after piece after piece after piece after piece of candy (not that I’ve ever had any experience with that…ahem), I’m going to tell you how I handle Halloween with my kids. We live in a smallish town so we do the traditional Trick or Treating – finding a neighborhood with lots of porch lights on that we can hit up. Then…we walk. I’m old school – I don’t believe in driving my kids from house to house down the street. That’s just plain lazy* and it creates all kinds of unnecessary congestion on a street where little ones tend to dart out unexpectedly. No, we park our car and WE WALK. Armed with flashlights and comfy shoes, we walk ourselves ALL OVER that darn neighborhood and we don’t stop until we have hit every last house in said neighborhood. We walk until we are all tired and the kids are all dragging their loot behind them. Then when we get home and the kids dump all their candy out on the floor and rummage through to see what kinds of goodies they got. They immediately throw out the DOTS (seriously, that is the nastiest candy in the world – why bother?), pick out all the Whoppers (the malted milk kind, not the burger kind) and give them to me – it’s my favorite, and then they eat a few pieces. They usually have a few pieces every day for the next few weeks. Yep, I said weeks. If I go look in their rooms right now, I could probably find a few stray pieces leftover from last year. They don’t HAVE TO EAT IT ALL RIGHT NOW like some people would like to *coughmecough* and they are content to just eat what they like for the time being. I don’t feel the need to hide it away from them and hand out one piece per day, for them it doesn’t have the same kind of hold that it does for me. And I’m so very grateful for that.  I don’t see the need to change anything right now, so we’ll stick with this formula. And if I’m being really honest, it doesn’t have the hold over me that it used to. I’ll eat a couple of pieces and be fine with it. It’s taken me many years to figure out that if I eat too much candy, I don’t feel so great. Like I’ve said before, I’m a turtle…I’m slower than most. ;)

Well it’s the weekend and I don’t want to spend any more time in front of the computer. I’ve got an appointment with my treadmill and possibly my sewing machine (yay for crafts!!), so I’m outta here. I hope you all have a great weekend!

*seriously, unless you have a handicapped child or are yourself handicapped, please get out and WALK this Halloween. It’s good for your heart and will help burn the calories you consume when you sneak candy from your kids bags. (Don’t act like you don’t do it, too.)   :)

 

 

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The Turtle Life

Well, it’s been 3 months since I started my Slow and Steady attempt with weight loss and true to its name, my loss has indeed been slow and steady.  I started out at 190 pounds on July 13th, and now currently weigh 182.0.

Le sigh.

That’s 8 pounds lost in 3 months. That averages out to 2.66 pounds per month or a little over half a pound per week.

I have mixed feelings about this. I mean on one hand, I’m really proud of myself for sticking to it and losing 8 pounds. And really half a pound a week is respectable, right? But then on the other hand…it feels like it’s going so  s   l    o   w  .  I keep playing games in my head and I think  “if I exercise every day then I’ll lose weight even faster!” or “if I only eat abc, then I’ll start dropping pounds fast!, or even “if I go back on the diet pills I could be at my goal weight by Christmas!”  That last one is so very tempting because all it would take is one phone call to my doctor and I’d be in like Flynn.

But then I remember that, no, I like it this way. This is working, so I need to just keep at it. Losing weight this way is like waiting for homemade ice cream. You keep churning and churning until it’s thick and creamy and ready to eat. Unless you have an electric ice cream maker, in which case you turn it on and go watch tv or something and come back an hour later and voila! Homemade ice cream!  Okay, maybe that’s not the best example…and now I want ice cream. Dammit.

What was I talking about?

Oh yeah…weight loss at a snail’s pace. Anyway, I guess the newness has worn off so I feel like there’s not a lot of exciting stuff to tell. I’m just chugging along every day, trying not to eat too much, but enough to keep me happy and satisfied. That’s a pretty good balance, right?

Have a good weekend!

Crouching Woman Hidden Scale

As I was looking over some of the other nominees on the Shape Best Blogger page (yes, that was a shameless plug), I noticed the woman on the front page crouching on the scale. I thought, “hmmm…that looks familiar” and then I realized that I have seen not necessarily that particular picture before, but that pose. Yes, I have seen this same pose numerous times before – a thin beautiful woman crouching down over her scale with a satisfied smile.  So I Googled the image did some extensive, exhaustive research and found numerous pictures of this pose.  Don’t believe me? Take a look for yourself:

(you’re welcome for that last one, btw)

And this was only a small sampling of the images that came up when I Googled “crouching scale”. I mean, what the heck?!  Does anybody really do this?  Is this an effective way to get an accurate reading on your scale?  Do you weigh less when you crouch down? Are your eyeglasses so thick and heavy that you have to take them off and crouch your nearsighted self down to see your weight?  I mean, come on!!

I don’t know why this bugs me so much. I suppose there’s really only so many ways you can pose on a scale, but I want to some originality. How about a handstand? How about sitting cross legged? How about a tree pose?  I’m not a photographer and I’ve already come up with 3 different ways to pose on a scale. Where’s the creativity?

So it is my plea to the fitness photographers of the world to please, please, please stop with the crouching already!!!

;)

 

 

Need parenting advice

This has nothing to do with weight loss or fitness, however it is all about preserving my mental health, so there ya go.

I have 3 kids – my older two kids (ages 14 & 11) are funny, easy going, and very well behaved (most of the time). I get a lot of compliments on how good my kids are.

And there’s Mallory…she’s 6 years old and she’s a diva. First off, let me say that she is like my little shadow. She loves to be with her mama and she is so free with a hug and a kiss and an “I love you”. She’s very very lovable and snuggly. She can be very bright and bubbly and funny – she’s really hilarious sometimes.

My girl in all her toothless glory!

But then there are other times that she absolutely drives me up a freaking wall. She loves to argue and negotiate. She loves to procrastinate. She’s very good at distracting me from my original request so that 10 minutes later we are no where near what I had originally asked her to do. When she doesn’t get her way, she doesn’t throw a screaming hissy fit…I could handle that. No, she pouts and sulks and shuts down in such a dramatic fashion and it IRRITATES THE HECK OUT OF ME. I CANNOT DEAL WITH WHINING!! Temper tantrums never bothered me, but the whining thing? Like fingernails on a chalkboard.

Our biggest issues are food and clothes. She hardly ever wants to eat breakfast and I just recently found out that she hardly touches her lunch at lunch time (I pack her lunch every day because she’s so picky she won’t eat in the school cafeteria), but she’ll eat her lunch on the way home from school on the bus. So she’s going almost the whole day eating very little. At dinner time, she NEVER wants to eat what the rest of us are eating unless it’s pizza, and even then if the cheese isn’t just right, she won’t eat that. When I do MAKE her eat, she always wants to negotiate how many bites she has to take (can I take 5 bites of chicken and 4 bites of potatoes?) and even then it’s a struggle to get her to do it. She’s pretty good about eating fruit, but she hardly ever touches her vegetables and I seriously worry about her nutrition.

She’s very picky about the clothes she wears. If it doesn’t “feel good” then she takes if off while she does this whiney half-cry, shutting-down thing that is probably the most irritating thing on earth to me. Whenever she does this it send my blood pressure skyrocketing. She has a handful of outfits that she wants to wear all the time. What drives me crazy is that she has lots of cute clothes that SHE PICKED OUT, but now she won’t wear them. She won’t even try them on to see how they feel unless I FORCE her to put them on.

She won’t try new things. Even if it looks like something fun, it takes her FOREVER to warm up to the idea. She pouts about it until I decide to take it away or leave…and then she decides she wants to try it. Even if it’s something for her own good, and I tell her she HAS to do it, she still fights me on it.

I think what irritates me the most is that she doesn’t trust me, or she won’t take my word for it that something is going to be good and beneficial to her. It all has to be on HER terms.

Guys, I don’t know how to effectively deal with her.  I keep thinking that she’ll grow out of this behavior, but I think it’s just getting worse. I don’t think she’s this way at school – her teachers have never said anything but good things about her – how sweet she is. And I will freely admit that some days, I’m just too tired to fight. I get so tired of butting heads with her on EVERYTHING. I’m sure there are things I could be doing differently to help minimize this behavior, but I don’t know what they are.

I need advice from those of you who have been-there-done-that.  What can I do to save my sanity and prevent my daughter from becoming Queen Diva?  Is it too early to enroll her in law school? Because she’ll make an excellent attorney some day.

For the Newly Sassy

Hey Gang!

Since the Shape.com Best Blogger awards went up on Friday, I’ve gotten about 30 new subscribers so I just wanted to say “Hey!” and welcome you to my sassy little world.  I appreciate you taking the time to check things out here and I hope you’ll stick around for awhile.  :)

Speaking of the Blogger Awards thing, I’ve had some time to think about it. At first I was super excited about being nominated (let’s be honest, I still am!) and I even thought of outing my little blog to my real-life family and friends just so I could get more votes (only a select few family members know that I write this blog). But the more I thought about it, I’m not in this blogging thing for the fame or the stats. My goal is not to be the Best! Blog! Evah!, but to tell my story and hope that someone will nod her head in understanding right along with me. So if I come in dead last (which is a very real possibility) in this blogger award thing, I’m okay with that. For reals.

I started blogging because as I read more and more about losing weight, I wanted a place to sort my thoughts. I think with my fingers, so whether I’m making a to-do list or getting my frustrations out, I do it through writing. I can’t get it out of my head until I get it out of my fingers, ya know? So this is where I write it all out. All the good, the bad and the ugly when it comes to losing weight.  When you come here, you won’t find a lot of research on the latest fitness trends (I’ve never done P90X) and you won’t find me revamping recipes (I like my chicken and dumplings just the way they are thankyouverymuch). I do very, very few reviews and/or giveaways, and I don’t tackle the hard hitting issues in the weight loss world (I don’t like to rock the boat). What you will find, is a very honest and real account of what it takes for this 40 year old to lose weight. I talk a lot about emotional eating and how to heal it. I talk about developing a good body image and how enjoy what the Good Lord gave you. And because I think I’m hilarious, you’ll probably find some humor thrown in for good measure because sometimes you can only laugh when the dressing room mirrors make you want to cry.

One thing I have learned through blogging is that my thoughts are not unique. I was shocked to discover that there are other women out there who will eat the last 4 Rice Krispy treats just so she won’t have to look at them anymore.  I was surprised to find that I wasn’t the only one who ate 12 Oreos out of spite after an argument with her husband (I’ve since learned not to do those things anymore). I loved it that I found women who had the same thoughts and feelings – I loved it that I wasn’t crazy after all.  My sincere hope is that when someone reads my blog, she (or he) will say “oh my gosh I do that too!” and they won’t feel so alone. It’s so much easier to tackle this hurdle called weight loss when you know there are others who know where you’ve been (and where you are heading).

So that’s it. That’s what I do here. I love to write and I love to encourage others in their weight loss efforts. If you have any questions, shoot me an email, or leave a comment – I dig the  comments (yes it is 1970, why do you ask?).

Later Taters!  :)

In good company

Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh.

I don’t know how this came about or who did it, but someone nominated me for Shape.com’s First Annual Best Blogger Awards.  I’m in the Weight Loss category and I’m in with some seriously heavy hitters – I mean, there are some extremely popular blogs in this category…blogs that get hundreds (thousands?) of readers every day.  What the heck am I doing here?!?  :/

I think I’m shellshocked. Heck, I’m thrilled that ANYBODY wants to read what I have to say, but to be nominated for something like this is FREAKIN AWESOME!!!!  :)

Of course there is a first prize and even a  GRAND prize, but you know what? I totally don’t even expect to win, however, I also really really REALLY don’t want to lose by a landslide, so if you wouldn’t mind, please go vote for my little blog so I won’t feel like a huge loser. My self esteem thanks you.  And if you like my blog, feel free to pimp my blog to your friends and ask them to vote for me too please. I could be the Faberge Shampoo girl of the blogger awards!! (Don’t you love my current hip reference? I’m all about the pop culture.)

Oh, and voting starts today and ends October 28th, so you can vote for 3 weeks.

SQUEEEEEE!!!!!

And now on to the weight loss portion of our show…

I’m down to 182.4 today. That makes 7.6 pounds lost since July 13th.  It sounds so unimpressive, doesn’t it? But I’m proud of each one of those 7 and a half pounds. My goal is not to lose 30 pounds, it’s to lose one pound. Every time I lose a pound my next goal is the next pound, or even half-pound. I try to focus on just losing the next little bit and the next little bit and the next little bit and so far, it’s working. I’m not making myself crazy with food-obsessive thoughts, I’m not counting each and every calorie that crosses my lips (I do track my cals, but in a less Nazi-like fashion), and I’m not beating myself up when I have a small indulgence. I’m taking things super slow and I have to say, I’m actually enjoying the weight loss process this time. That’s just crazy talk, right?! Maybe, but if it’s working I’ll crazy talk my way down to 150 eventually.

As far as exercising goes,  I think I’ve started making peace with that too. In my last post, I considered doing 31 days of uninterrupted exercise, but let’s get real…that ain’t gonna happen, especially with my vida loca. So I’ve decided to shoot for 6-7 days a week, knowing full well that kids, husbands, activities, and just plain “I don’t wanna” is going to get in the way a couple days out of the week. I’m thinking that if I shoot for 7 and hit 4 days a week, I’m still doing okay. And I’ve also decided that all I need to do right now is get my glorious self on the treadmill and just walk. A half hour every day is enough. (Do you hear me, Self?  A HALF HOUR EVERY DAY IS ENOUGH. There’s no need right now to come up with complicated workout routines…just start with what you know best – walking.)  I don’t know why I have to think exercise has to be some complicated, intricate thing…it really doesn’t. And I think that’s part of the peace-making process for me – realizing that it doesn’t have to be difficult. If I think it’s difficult, then that’s just an excuse not to do it, so let’s take the difficulty out of it, shall we?

So that’s what’s going on in my little corner of the blogosphere. Please please please go vote for me at Shape.com – and be warned, I’m going to be mentioning this A LOT over the next 3 weeks.  :)