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Wordless Wednesday: Birthday Bike!

First, We went down the street.

Then we went to the beach. It was an awesome day.


Spring Has Sprung!

Yay for Spring!

It’s still cold here but the skies are blue, the days are getting longer and it seems like everyone is just a little happier – myself included.

During the winter, I took a sanity break.

Here’s what’s been going on:

* I’m pregnant. 24 weeks along.

* Lauren is potty trained. Yay! I’m happy to have a break from diapers before our new addition makes his appearance.

* I got super lazy with cooking and menu planning and didn’t do it. At all. I made a menu for this week this morning, hopefully dinners will go a little more smoothly this week. I suspect they will. I have no clue if I’ll be able to keep it up when the overtime kicks in and the Mister is gone for 90 hours a week. But for right now, when he’s only gone for 60, I’m going to give it my best shot.

* Our little family still hasn’t been able to travel back to California to visit friends and family. We’re missing them so very much but are still waiting our visa extensions to come through. The FBI checks took the longest amount of time. 13 weeks. Finally, we got those back. Now it’s all in the hands of the New Zealand government. I hope they’ll be quick!

Eh, that’s all I can think of.

Here’s my menu for this week, I’ll post the recipe of our favorite dinner at the end of the week. Assuming I haven’t decided to become a hermit again.

Mon: Minestrone soup
Tue: Leftover soup & green salad & sourdough
Wed: Pasta carbonara & green salad
Thu: Veggie Egg Foo Yung & rice
Fri: Chicken Fajita Pitas, refried beans and leftover rice
Sat: Leftover/Takeaway night

You’ll notice there is nothing listed for Sunday. I don’t do Sunday’s. I’ve declared it my day off from cooking.

Menu Plan Monday

Want to share what you’re making this week? Head over to Org Junkie’s site and link up! Also, I’d love to know what you make for dinner when it’s just you or you and a little one. Please share with me in the comments. Thanks!


Sabotage

I have to weigh in tomorrow. I don’t want to. Not even a little bit. Each and every time I’ve been on weight watchers, I’ve gained my second week.

I was so worried about it this week, I made a super low point veggie soup to have for lunches and I stuck to fruit for breakfast for the most part. But this ultimately backfired. And it led to me not using enough of my daily points each day. 4 of the 5 weekdays this week, I had over 10 points left over.

And come Friday, I was tired. Damn tired. So tired, I refused to cook.

And this is where the self sabotage begins.

I ordered a pizza and potato wedges – because chips or wedges are offered at ALL pizza joints here. And churros. Which come with a thick ooey gooey chocolate dipping sauce. And these deep fried corn ball things that we hadn’t had before.

Heh.

Don’t judge.

We were effing hungry.

And I finished the night with two drinks. My husband has perfected my ideal white Russian. Vodka, Kahlua and a touch of milk. I’m not a fan of the cream in them. Too thick for me. Even with the milk instead of cream they are not a point friendly beverage.

This morning I decided to log everything.

OOF.

74 points used for the day. And that’s not even counting the deep fried corn ball things. It would seem that the people at weight watchers figure that anyone in their program wouldn’t eat deep fried corn. Shows how much they know.

So in an attempt to kick ass this week, I set myself up to fail by not eating  and resting enough. Dammit.

I’ll see how bad it is Monday morning.

Honestly though, I’m glad that I made the veggie soup. It was good and I’ll post the recipe here, just in case anybody out there happens to be looking for a for a tasty veggie soup. It was basic and versatile.  And filling.

Week 3 will be better.


Rant About Meanies

It has been brought to my attention that my last post about turning off the computer and playing with my kid came across as judgy.

Let me be perfectly clear. I was only judging myself.

Last week, my little teething angel came up to me and tried to get my attention while I was online. I tickled her belly, pointed out a toy across the room and continued reading my Twitter stream. She came over again and bashed my laptop with her purple stuffed bunny and looked mad as hell.

And I got angry.

I was, and still am, crazy tired. This has been a household that has gotten little to no sleep in the last week or so and it’s been rough. Molars suck. But that’s a crummy excuse.

I peeled myself away from the drama I was witnessing online, which was amusing but infuriating, to give some snuggles. And it was totally worth it. I felt like a giant ass for getting mad at my toddler because three people I didn’t really know were having an ignorant word war online.

I felt horrible so I wrote about it.

I needed to talk and have met nobody here I can call a friend yet. The time difference leaves me feeling disconnected from my friends in the States but I had to get it off my chest. So I told my blog. And apparently one of my five readers took offense. And shared with their friends.

I awoke to no less than 10 DM’s from a couple of hateful people.

Reading mean messages after getting 2 hours of sleep is pretty rough. I’m not going to lie, I cried. Sobbed, actually. Like a baby. For a good, long time.

Listen, I’m not here to judge anyone. That’s not the purpose of my blog. I’m just trying to find my way in a new place. I’m documenting what my family eats because I enjoy cooking. I’m writing about trying to lose a whole bucketful of weight, because I need to be held accountable and I want to try to gain a support system. I share what I do.

I’m really envious of the mama’s out there that have kids that will give them an hour or so of peace during the day. One day, we’ll get there. She’ll play, I’ll play online. But we’re not there yet.

I don’t get time to myself and my husband is working 60-70 hours a week. I need a break. As it is, I almost always need to stay up late after my husband and daughter have both gone to bed in order for me to complete a blog post.

Except for now, because I’m lucky and my girl is taking a nap that is longer than 30 minutes.

I don’t want to whine because I have a lucky life. We were able to afford for me to stay home. But that doesn’t make my life perfect. And I have feelings too. Please be respectful of them, even if you don’t like what I happen to be talking about.

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Internet Withdrawl

I am addicted to the internet. I window shop. I enjoy following my twitter stream. I play FarmVille because I love all the little animals and I love that Lauren walks up to the screen, points to them and makes little animal sounds. That being said, I didn’t realize how difficult going a week without access would be. The first couple of days were pretty nice. I unpacked our suitcases. I played with Lauren out on the deck. I read. But then I started getting twitchy. I wanted to check out what was in my reader. I missed seeing the pictures that my twitter friends post of their kids. I missed chatting with my family and friends.

Lauren loves running on our deck

Now, I’m all connected again and am thankful to see I have a reader that is chock full of updates that will take me a week or more to read (1000+! Yikes!!) and that twitter is still buzzing with pictures of the most adorable babies I have ever seen.

I’m still not sure exactly what I’m going to use my space here for but I’m happy to be back and connected. Homesickness has hit me really hard the last few days and as corny as it sounds, the internet makes me feel closer to home.

Giggle monster running

Giggle monster running