Friday, July 29, 2005

In Between Clothes

There is not much worse than having to buy in between clothes. You know, after you have had a baby or have lost a considerable amount of weight, but not all you want to lose and the clothes you have just don't fit. The problem being when you get to the size you want to (and will eventually) be, the new stuff you just bought won't fit either.

Such is my current predicament. The post baby, I'm on my way to losing 20 pounds, and I need clothes right now. So, I popped into Cato Fashions today and found a gold mine! The prices were great and most of the items I saw looked cute and trendy. The quality wasn't what you would find at Dillards or Nordstrom's, but at these prices I could buy a new wardrobe every season. Or, actually get new accesories to go with an outfit. How fun is that!

So, if you need some in between clothes, or you just want a cute outift for the night and still have a little money to spend, try a Cato if you have one near you.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

Parenting Surprises

Reia has gone to her cousin's house to spend the night tonight. So, right now it is just Reese and me in the house. It seems so oddly quiet, and I miss her. I know how crazy that sounds. After all, she's only been gone for four hours. What I forget until she isn't here, is how she and now Reese have become such wonderful daily companions. I still love to call other mommies and their kids for time at the park, Mickey D's or the play area at the mall, but the older the girls get, the more unnecessary it becomes because we have so much fun together.

The girls play with and entertain each other and me. Reia is into asking a million questions every time we drive down the road. (Ok, that really isn't my favorite part, but I am sure God is teaching me a different kind of patience through it.) I try to point out all that God has made and talk to her about it--without giving her cause to embark on a different set of questions which is very challenging. And then there are the moments when I just laugh at something she has said, and mostly because she sounds just like me. For example, if Reese is screaming in the backseat, she will hold her hand and say, "It's ok Reesey; I'm right here."

I guess we never really know what to expect throughout the whole parenting thing. The only thing that stays the same, is the constant change. I truly didn't expect to find two little best friends at my side. What a pleasant surprise!

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Rain, Rain Stay a Day ..or twelve

It has been a while since I have posted. Lots going on, but nothing that made me think..I need to blog about that. So, here are a few thoughts over the past several weeks.

1) Sweet, wonderful rain today and the temp is around 80! We hung out at the house, got nothing done but naps and then went to the park. Greatness. =)

2) I can run for 25 straight minutes now on the treadmill. I doubt I could do as much in the outdoors, but still a significant acheivement for me.

3) Remember Flavor-Ice Popsicles? On sale at Wal-Mart, so I bought a box of 100. It never occured to me that Reia would know how to get to the bottom of it. So that has been our "lesson" for today.

4) Had my body-fat analysis done this week. I have been running for several weeks now, so I hoped to see progress. I was so depressed after that, I almost didn't work out. (Thanks for being there Lisa.) I still had my comfort food of Whoppers and a Dr. Pepper. It just made my stomach upset since I am not eating as much junk food as I used to. What's your comfort food?

5) Reia is into snuggling at night before bed. Also known as "stalling". But, I don't care. In a few short years, she will think she is too big to snuggle with her mom. I'm just snuggling away!

6) I think Reese is starting to drop a nap. I know most moms cringe at the thought of less sleep during the day for their babies, but I am thrilled. Now maybe I can get some errands done without having to stop in the middle of the morning or afternoon and head home for some rest. I can go out in the a.m., then return home for lunch and naps for all. Fabulous!

7) We are going to Florida next week without the kids. I am excited, but not really ready to leave the kids again this summer. Oh well, at least I have a facial scheduled.

8) Brian and Kristie Vinson had their baby two days ago. After a 5 hour labor and 23 min of pushing she arrived at a whopping 5 lbs 13oz. Congrats!

I guess we're caught up for now. I'll try to think of something more to post later.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Blow Out the Crying Already

I want to write about a particular subject, but I am not sure if I want remind people that I watch "Blow Out" on Bravo with my husband. Although, it's not the worst show on t.v as far as morals are concerned, it's not great either. The language is pretty fowl, but much like a train wreck--we just have to watch! (After the kids are in bed of course.)

With that being said, I want to bring up Jonathan Antin. He is the "star" of the show. It is about him and his two Beverly Hills salons and the stylists therein. This season has also included bits with his new product line. The thing is, this guy is pretty gorgeous--and strait. Very unusual for a stylist these days. When you watch him, he is just so macho and then he doesn't mind his sensitive side coming across on camera.

The problem for me lately is the sensitive side. He seems to cry on EVERY episode about something that just gets to him. The first time I saw him cry, I thought, "If any woman didn't think he was a hottie before, they do now!" I mean gorgeous, successful and sensitve? (OK, I know he isn't a Christian, but from a secular viewpoint.) Then he cried on the next episode, then the one after that, and five episodes into the season--he has shed those big ol' tears on every one. I am starting to count the number of times he cries per hour now. He is passionate about what he does for sure.

All of this crying though is starting to make me feel, well, like rolling my eyes. He is not a girl for pete's sake. Get over it and move on. I am not at all against a man showing the sensitive side of themselves. Even Terry has been moved to tears at least twice since we've been married (7 years now). Okay maybe once. ;) But, be a man! You can be excited and touched without crying about it.

So, please Jonathan--stop with the waterworks. I think I am starting to lose respect for you. Not that I had too much anyway.

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

The Neverending Story...of Laundry

I remember the day Terry and I came home from our honeymoon in St. Thomas. Still on the newlywed high and thinking, I love being a wife already. So, I opened up the closet that held the washer and dryer in our apartment. I remember being so thankful that we had them and I didn't have to take the clothes to a laundry center. As I was doing the laundry, I called my mom and told her I had done several loads and had several to go. She laughed and said, "Get used to that honey!"

What? How bad could it be? Let me tell you, seven years and two children later, pretty bad. I used to be able to laundy once a week. Now I put a load in every day. I even took the baskets out of the girls' rooms and just throw all of their stuff directly into the washer (it's close to their rooms). With any towels or dishtowels added, it comes to a load every day. It saddens me to think there is rarely a moment when all of the laundry is done at one time. I have a load that needs to be washed, dryed, folded or put away at every moment in the day.

So, thanks mom. You tried to warn me. Frankly, I don't think at that moment I believed you. I DO NOW!

Sunday, July 03, 2005

What I Love About my Run

7. I am either by myself or with a friend. The kids are typically at home in bed.

6. My Route: It is one big circle so I get a different view on the way out than I do on the way home.

5. My Pearl Izumi's : My new running shoes that don't necessarily make me feel like the wind, but if a bee or wasp began chasing me, I could potentially high-tail it out of there .; )

4. The Sprinklers on the Path: I pray everyone on the way is watering while I am out. Even at 8:00 p.m. it feels like 1000 degrees.

3. The Breeze or Wind: It cools me off when I am sweating like no tomorrow, and when I finally can't take anymore it pushes me along. It's one thing you don't appreciate until it isn't there.

2. My Music: I have Terry's old MP3 player loaded with a mix of 80's, Christian, Alternative and one Eminem song. (Don't roll your eyes at me. It is the song I actually run best to due to the beat. I do pray for his soul when I listen to it. Does that count?)

1. The Last Song on the Player: It is "My Sacrifice" by Creed. I can't listen to it and not be in total praise mode for the sacrifice Jesus made for me on the cross. If you have never listened to it--do.

"When You are with me,
I'm Free...I'm Careless...I Believe"

So, glad He is always with feels great!

The Day After the Do

I have many goals in life. To have a happy and God influenced marraige, to raise kids that know Him and are on fire for His will for their lives, to actually be able to run a 5k, and to be able to do my hair the way my hair dresser does! Wouldn't it be so nice to leave with that feeling of a great new do--and to know you will be able to replicate it?

I try to keep that just done feeling for as long as possible. I go in around noon. This way, I have it newly done for the better part of the day and I don't wake up the next morning with it feeling so gross I have to wash it. Essentially, I get two days of it looking the best it can.

Then the third day comes around and I know I have to wash it. I really can't stand the feeling of dirty gross hair on my neck. (Even though, it is supposed to style best when it is dirty.) So, I take one last look in the mirror before I step in the shower, try and remember everything she did, and then get in and get it wet. So sad. I guess the good news is in six to eight weeks, I'll get that feeling of fresh hair back again.

Now, before you say, "Just have her show you how to do it." I have. She has. I just have no skills when it comes to a round brush and blow dryer. Especially when used at the same time. I really believe when hairdressers graduate school, they are armed with somesort of magic hair dressing dust in their fingertips that the rest of us will never have. Kind of like Spiderman when he releases the web from his wrists to get the bad guy and save the girl. They are just saving thousands of poor souls from bad hair.

I love my hairdresser and would recommend her to anyone. She is a great colorist and can help you pick out a style that fits your face and hair type. She is honest , but won't hurt your feelings and last, but not least, she is reasonable. So, if you need someone new in the Dallas area (she is at the corner of 35 and Frankford) let me know and I will pass her number to you. Just remember when you make the appointment, she is typically ten minutes late. No biggie if you know up front!