Archive for August, 2009

My in-laws are always good for one thing–eating.  (Well, they’re good for a lot of things but that’s a different post for a different time stop getting me off track!) Anytime we visit or they visit the main component of any visit is eating.  Does it sound like I’m complaining?  Because I’m not.  If anyone knows me at all they know I love to eat and although I am what some would call overweight I should be way beyond obese with the way I eat.   

This past weekend they came to visit us in Oklahoma and we ate and ate and ate.  And I loved every second of it.  Except that little tinge of guilt that kept creeping up and saying “Remember how those pants barely fit?  REMEMBER how your underwear goes up your butt because it BARELY fits?” It didn’t stop me.

Between Thursday evening and Sunday afternoon we ate out no less than FIVE times and throw on top of that a trip to get donuts Saturday morning.  Pizza, Mexican food, french fries, chicken strips, hamburgers, pop…I know that sounds like a kindergartner’s food list but it’s how I eat people.

You know the phrase buyer’s remorse?  I have eater’s remorse.  Why didn’t I put down that third tortilla?  WHY didn’t I refuse that dessert?  And that second donut?  I probably shouldn’t have eaten that either. 

But oh, it was so worth it when it was going down.

I have to brag on my pups because they were perfect angels this weekend.  With a house full of guests they were WONDERFUL!



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Have I ever mentioned my love of Bob Harper from The Biggest Loser?  If I haven’t then here it is:  I LOVE BOB HARPER.  He’s awesome. 

I bought The Biggest Loser Weight Loss Yoga the other day and yeah it’s hard but do you know what makes EXTREMELY hard?  Having two dogs interrupt you ever five seconds while you’re trying to focus. I tried to do it last Saturday and that of course was when Sadie wanted to play with her ball.  And Lexi wanted in and out and in and out.  Of course my husband was no where to be seen because he was ON THE GOLF COURSE.  As I’m screaming at the dog while trying to do Warrior 1 I’m realizing that this really isn’t relaxing.  I couldn’t find my center.  While I was in cool down mode in the Corpse pose I believe not one, or two, but three obscenities came flying out of my mouth in the direction of Lexi. 

I found the solution though.

I jokingly asked my husband if he wanted to do yoga with me and he actually agreed.  Well, you guys, the dogs acted like I wasn’t even there!  As I was in downward dog I look over at my husband and there’s two dogs licking him to death.  And they did this–THE WHOLE TIME!   While he couldn’t get centered I was basically floating I was so focused.  So, I’m trying to think of a way to get him to do it every time.  I have a feeling that that was the first and last time you’ll see him in yoga mode.

I only WISH I had pictures of this.  But since it includes me then you won’t see any stinkin’ pictures. 

I can’t tell in this picture below if Sadie is bowing to Lexi or she’s about to puke. 


Or maybe she’s about to headbutt her.  It’s only fitting because Lexi is a butthead.

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Has anyone else had a horrible year for insects?  I guess it hasn’t been so much a horrible year as a horrible week for insects at my house.  Honestly, I think there may be more bugs in our house than outside.  It’s disgusting. 

First up is the mosquito.  My yard and house have both been invaded by mosquitoes.  And it’s not the cute little brown ones.  It’s the nasty, big, ASIAN TIGER MOSQUITO.


It’s a sad day when I have to apologize to my friends because they are being eaten alive while trying to enjoy their meal IN OUR LIVING ROOM.  I blame the dogs.  I think the mosquitoes stowaway under their fur and escape once inside. 

Next up we have the cicada. 


Oh. My. Gosh. These things, although harmless, are disgusting.  It’s also a sure fire way to send my husband screaming like a girl into the bedroom and leaving ME to get rid of it.  I thought our dogs were trying to eat another toad so I was going to stop them.  Instead this thing came diving into our house–screaming the whole way in.

Our good friend Greg the grasshopper is next up. 


He just got out of the house this morning after hanging out on our ceiling for the last week.  He actually wasn’t bothersome and I’ll actually miss him a little bit.  But he’s better off outside where he’ll probably be eaten by a bird by the end of the day.

Spiders.  For the sake of yourself and your lunch do NOT go to Google and type in spider.  Almost every image result is a picture of someone’s spider bite.  I actually killed a spider myself.  I’m not proud, but my husband was not home and I wasn’t letting him get away.  It was very reminiscent of the famous spider of last year…


I don’t know when I became such a girl.  This stuff didn’t use to gross me out.  I think it’s my husband’s fault who is scared of every bug out there! 

And finally my little love bugs.  Everyone together *Awwwww*



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