Things That Must Happen

We are going to get the "word" regarding Mr F's job in Asheville either tomorrow or Monday. The owners don't call you from their vacation to tell you they aren't interested if you know what I mean.

I'm filled with anxiety and sadness. It's easier to focus on the anxiety...

Here are the things we need to get done this weekend:

• Buy stainless oven... we've already got a fridge & dishwasher... and the weird 80s cream stove is an EYESORE.


• Scrape off large flaking paint chips off porch and re-paint (wishful thinking)


• Mulch, mulch, mulch... instantly looks like we know what we're doing in the garden (right?)


• Buy hanging baskets... never too soon to ramp up the curb appeal


• Spray for ants... sorry Baby but your little friends are going "bye bye"


• Order dumpster

The Evidence

(Yes I realize the sideways upload kind of takes away from my thunder...)

Worst Case Scenario

If there was a Mother's Worst Case Scenario Handbook...

This would certainly rank in the Top 10:

Yes... That would be neighborhood construction that inexplicably starts right as you put your baby down for a nap.

Like She Was In On The Joke

"You're making me nervous!" Mrs F exclaims to a naked Kid.

"It's like you're on Crack Cocaine this morning!" Mrs F continues.

Kid cackles wildly, menacingly brandishing a wooden spoon, as if to prove the point.

Belated Birthday

I promised Kiki I would reveal Mr F's 40th birthday present...

I was looking for something meaningful... unfortunately I didn't start looking until 2 days before his big day.

Mr F recently went to Asheville for a job interview and when he left (beautiful suit in tow) he was wearing a freaking plastic Target watch. Why? Because yet another leather band has broken... and this most recent one actually can't be replace.
So I thought that I'd get him a metal watch and band... one he'd be able to hold onto forever (conceivably).

Well when I started looking a stumbled upon this...

Which looks astonishingly like this...

Mr F got me this watch for our wedding. He picked this one because it goes so well with our matte finish thick platinum bands. Seeing as this Men's watch was nearly identical, and it was somewhat sentimental in that it was reminiscent of my wedding watch (same brand and style), and I knew he'd like it since he'd picked out mine, it was a done deal.

He got it the day after his birthday which, although disappointing to me (especially since I paid for the expedited shipping), didn't bother Mr F one bit since that is his usual gift giving MO.

Happy Fortieth Mr F!

Oh Good Grief

After a long car ride back from Kid's field trip I quietly asked Kid

"Is Sissy sleeping?"

"No... but she is a mess." Kid replied.

What? I thought to myself...

and then I opened the car door...

OCD Anyone? How About A Good Old Fashioned Phobia?

I just finished watching the crazy OCD Oprah with Dr Oz. Did anyone see this show? The show featured 6 OCD suffers and followed them as they went through an intensive treatment weekend. Most of the participants suffer from extreme germaphobia. These are men and women whose lives are literally crippled by their obsessive compulsive thoughts and actions. While watching it I was reminded of how easy it is to dismiss someone else's experience when it doesn't match up with our own. I don't have one ounce of germaphobia and of course I can see how irrational that fear is... but it reminded me of my own.

I have such a strong, crippling, fear of rats that I can in fact empathize. While, of course, I can more easily avoid rats than they can avoid germs... I could feel and relate to the level of anxiety and trauma they had to go through while testing their limits and pushing through their compulsions. While it would have been nothing to me to touch a toilet seat, or the inside of a dumpster, there is no way in Hell you could get me to touch a rat. Seriously. I would rather be locked into a burning room than locked into a room with a loose rat. I don't even know if I can come up with something worse to me than being in close proximity to a rat... let alone my absolute worst fear... having a rat crawl up my body. I don't even like that I've just typed that. So as silly as their exercises may have seemed to an outside observer I commend them. It is more than I would be willing to do.




And please don't go writing a whole bunch of rat anecdotes... seriously I can't handle it.

I've Tried Them All So You Don't Have To

My quest for "Green" body products has continued. The process has been somewhat laborious and at times confusing. But fear not I've got a few recommendations to make (and yes I'm positive that all these products are completely SAFE):

Kids:


Adults:

Oops almost forgot this little baby:


And yes you are reading that right... I bit the bullet and bought the "crystal". I (like everyone I presume) had been somewhat hesitant to forgo deodorant for the magical crystal power... but people...people... it worked. It is the only "deodorant" to rank as completely safe by the the cosmetics database. Today was my first trial... and even after a 60 minute cardio session my pit (yes I only applied it to one) remained odor-free... while the other was... um... not as fresh. Don't be turned off by the $6.99 price tag, it lasts for an entire year.

I'm still searching for some good hair care products... but I have a lot of those to use up before I start buying new products. Stay tuned.

Want to know more about the crystal deodorant and my other choices (and what not to buy)...

Bones

I'm not talking about if and when Booth & Brennan will ever get together... seriously FOX... stop messing with my goddamn emotions....

No, I'm talking about our actual bones. I had thought, my entire fully grown bodied life, that I had a "medium" frame. For obvious reasons... it made me feel less FAT. I probably would have told myself I had a "large" frame if I thought I could have gotten away with it.

The thing is I REALLY believed this. What else would explain why I always weighed about 5 pounds (okay sometimes 17) over my "ideal" weight of 115 for my 5'3"? Certainly not the fact that I ate with wild abandon and didn't exercise. Must be that pesky medium bone structure I've been hauling around... right?

The best part is I didn't even make this up for myself... an actual Health professional did (okay it was my middle school field hockey coach... what?! I went to prep school. Sports were mandatory). At the tender age of 13 I was told to wrap my right hand around my left wrist (I think the coach had us do this... or was it Seventeen magazine?). If you could overlap your fingers than you had a "small" frame, if they met then you had a "medium" frame, and if they didn't meet you were FAT... er... I mean you had a "large" frame. I probably weighed around 115 at that time and guess what? My fingers technically didn't meet... I could squeeze really, really, hard and almost get them to touch. Now I wasn't fat, obviously, and I'm not a "large" person so the only explanation for this failure to conform to such a scientific assessment of my bone structure was that I was "medium large" or "medium" framed for short hand.

Being 13 at the time that label was burned into my brain... and maybe somehow led to a resignation (partially subconscious even) that I couldn't be as thin for my height as a "normal" person. So I never tried.

All through college my weight ranged in the 116-121 range... except for one summer when I inexplicably gained 15 pounds. I didn't really work out or watch my diet. During this same time I began suffering from chronic body pain. This led me to an Orthopedic Surgeon and he had me get a full set of Xrays. I note this because I clearly remember the Xray technician saying "You have the smallest bones I've ever seen." What?!?! I don't have a medium to medium large frame?!? Lies! I did what anyone would do and pretended she didn't say that. But, I confess, it did kind of eat at me sometimes... this idea that maybe it wasn't my bones that put my weight up over the hump of "ideal".

It wasn't until this past winter when I reached 110 that I realized that I really do have a small frame. I guess it took actually losing enough weight to be able to see my bone structure to finally put my old middle school measurement to rest. Sometimes I wonder if I had had big enough hands to reach around my wrist... if I had gotten the coveted "small" frame title back in my early adolescence if I would have tired harder to live up to that title. Instead I kind of spent the next 18 years of my life living up to the "medium" frame instead.

This all came up again for me after popping over to Haley's place last week. It seems there is a more accurate way to measure your bone structure... by measuring your elbow:


What do you know? Small frame. Kind of wish I had stumbled across this YEARS ago.
Hop over to Haley's for the measurement instructions... then have at it!

Dinner Is Served

After watching an old episode of Jon & Kate plus Eight wherein Kate was serving up some hummus with a tomato & onion salad I was inspired to make some myself. After searching in vain for her recipe I hodge podged a few I found online together. The result was light and flavorful and exactly what I was looking for. It was perfect as a side salad but I think it would be fantastic served on top of a broiled or grilled light fish. The salad marinates a bit in the dressing but despite the olive oil... which mostly remains in the serving bowl... the salad stays very low calorie.

Tomato & Onion Salad

1 pound vine ripend tomatoes, sliced into wedges
1 small Vidalia (or Red) Onion, thinly sliced (about 1/2 pound)
2 handfuls Parsley, stems removed and coarsely chopped
juice of 2 lemons (4-6 T)
4 T olive oil
3/4 t ground cumin
salt & pepper to taste (I used a fair amount of salt)

Combine tomato, onion & parsley in salad bowl. Pour lemon juice and olive oil over salad. Season with cumin and salt and pepper. Toss to coat and let sit to meld flavors before serving.

4 - 1.5 c servings at approx 75 calories each (with dressing left in bowl)


**This recipe is easily changed to a Mexican inspired tomato salad by changing out the parsley for cilantro.


Mrs F Food TV.... You Can Watch Me Make It

This Week The Plan

Well it turns out last week went straight to Hell. Shockingly I still managed to get in 3 hours of exercise and kick some weight loss ass. That's the upside. The downside is apparently I've been slowly destroying our familial connections. Whoops.

Onto This Week:

I feel I'm onto something with the weight loss and fine tuning my maintenance phase. I'll probably write more about that this week. As some of you know I've been kind of teetering at the very top end of my maintenance range, and while this week's loss was largely fueled by stress, I do think I've come up with a better way to stick more toward the middle.

We still don't know about the job. Mr F will be talking with them this week so lets hope I have an update on that sometime soon. I'd really like to move forward on that front but as I've said before I just can't start clearing stuff out until I have the official word. I'm somewhat paralyzed by the enormity of the project.


Menu:

Monday - Tomato & Meatball Soup

Tuesday - Brown Sugar & Ginger Salmon, Veggie Stirfry, and Spring Rolls

Wednesday - date night

Thursday - Tomato & Onion Salad, Hummus, Turkey & Pita

Friday - take out

Saturday - Hamburgers, Coleslaw & Watermelon

Sunday - Grilled Chicken Caesar Salad


Diet & Exercise:
Monday - Friday stick to 1900 calories, Sat - Sunday stay under 2200. Mr F has some crazy freelance stuff going on so I'm not sure how much exercise I'll get to fit in... I'm hoping for 3 - 60+ cardio routines (back to the intense hill intervals).


Errands & Chores:
Kid has been going through a crazy growth spurt and is eating us out of house and home. I'd been trying to limit my shopping down to one or two stores but this week I'm just going to hit them all and restock. That kid can really throw back the food!

Monday - Regular grocery store, clean stove, laundry

Tuesday - Whole Foods & Trader Joes, vacuum stairs

Wednesday - Call Accountant re: crazy ass tax penalty fee !?!?

Thursday - Kid's field trip

Rest of The Week - my mind is blanking I'll update later

Context

We are animals that live on the surface of a planet which is orbiting around a giant mass of fiery gas.