The Aftermath

I ate too much. I know people say that after the holidays, but I really ate way too much. My stomach feels like a bowl full of jelly. My clothes are tight. I remember watching a Biggest Loser episode where they did blood tests on the contestants and they said that a layer of fat had separted from the blood in one of the vials. That could be my blood right now.

I first realized I might have a problem when the Almond Roca tasted a little bland--but of course, I ate it anyway. I actually got to the point where I wasn't craving sweets--but of course, I kept eating them, because I love them. We still have plates of cookies and candy sitting around. I'm feeling so fat that I'm not even getting mad when the kids eat some of "MY" treats. Yes, I know I have a problem.

I know it will take months to undue the damage that has been done to my poor growing muffin top. I should start right away and cleanse my house of all Sees candy and cookies...but I think I'll wait until after New Years. Afterall, isn't that what New Year's resolutions are for?

Merry Christmas

It's 2:00 Christmas afternoon. The house is completely quiet and no kids are to be seen. Chris and I have been playing a new Wii game for about an hour. Branden is in his room reading. Yes, reading a book on Christmas day. He has a new electric drum set sitting there, but he is reading a new book he got for Christmas. (Granted, he's still not feeling well, but--come on, a book on Christmas?) Kelsie, I'm assuming is taking a nap. Money and gift cards aren't very exciting to play with and she's very frustrated with the fact that stores aren't open on Christmas Day so she can go to the mall and spend her money. Trevor's in his room listening to music and playing with his new iPod touch. At least one Christmas present is being used today.

Merry Christmas from our ununusually quiet household to yours.

Beware of Treats

One of my dear kind neighbors sent over some treats yesterday. How thoughtful! When I thanked her she sounded horrible. I could tell she was totally sick! She said she was sick, but she did the baking before she got sick (which made me wonder how old the cookies were...). I really wasn't planning on eating any of her treats because it kinda grossed me out to see how sick she was...and the thought of her giving me food she had made... Unfortunately, I have no self control when it comes to food and once I opened up the nice little tin canister and looked at the cookies I couldn't help myself! I ate most of them and I think Branden ate the rest.

Well, last night (after eating the cookies) Branden starts complaining that his throat hurts (and I didn't even tell him about the sick neighbor). He even went to bed early last night and today he's just laying on the couch. I started developing this weird chesty cough last night and am still not 100% percent today. So, is it just coincidence we're both under the weather after eating my sick neighbor's cookies...or not.

Weird Dream

So I had this weird dream last night that is actually quite easy to psychoanalyze. I dreamt that it was Christmas Eve (not a far reach) and I heard one of the kids get up in the middle of the night. They like to get up at about 2 or 3 in the morning and see what Santa brought them and then they go back to bed. Well, in my dream, I heard someone get up and I realized they were going to see what Santa had left them and I realized that Santa forgot to come and I didn't even have any presents wrapped for when they woke up in the morning! I was totally stressed! What have I learned from this? Although my shopping is finally done, I'm going to spend the day wrapping presents so that even if Santa doesn't come (have they been good ALL year???) at least there can be something under the tree.

"ALL I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT LIFE I LEARNED FROM A SNOWMAN... "

*It's okay if you're a little bottom heavy.
*Hold your ground, even when the heat is on.
*Wearing white is always appropriate.
*It takes a few extra rolls to make a good midsection.
*We're all made up of mostly water.
*You know you've made it when they write a song about
you.
*Avoid yellow snow.
*Don't get too much sun.
*It's embarrassing when you can't look down and see your
feet.
*It's fun to hang out in your front yard.
*Always put your best foot forward.
*There's no stopping you once you're on a roll.
*Live each day as if it were your last

Merry Christmas!

Christmas Tree

After my insanely crazy week of nine basketball games in five days in three different cities with three different children, I had a one hour block today (before basketball games) where I wanted to get our Christmas tree. We're expecting rain this week and I really hate looking for trees when they're wet, so I really wanted to go today. None of the kids wanted to go with us. Kelsie hates the smell of pine (she cannot wait to move out and have a fake tree!), so she wouldn't go with us. Trevor had basketball practice, so he couldn't go with us and Branden...I don't really remember why he didn't go with us--this morning seems so long ago!

So, Chris and I headed up to our local Home Depot to pick out a Christmas tree. We used to go and cut down a tree, but we've become too fond of the noble fir's at Home Depot...and we had a major time constraint. What a strange experience it was to look for a tree without the kids. We haven't done that for sixteen years! It was more stressful then I thought it would be, since I actually had to pick which one I wanted all by myself, and I really don't like to make decisions. But, we finally found one. We brought it home and stuck it in a bucket of water and left it on the front porch since we didn't have time to do anything with it. Hopefully we can bring it in the house and get it decorated tomorrow...or sometime soon.

I learned some very helpful hints today while Christmas tree shopping from this family that I followed around because I was so impressed with them.
Helpful hint #1: Gloves. They all had on a pair of gloves--just simple cheap latex gloves so that your hands aren't all sappy and sticky (and stinky) for the rest of the day. I was so impressed that the lady even offered me some gloves (of course, she's so prepared she brought extra gloves.)
Helpful hint #2: Scissors. Scissors? Yes, scissors. My philosphy with picking the perfect Christmas tree is if it's already been unwrapped and looked and not chosen, it must be a loser tree. So Chris keeps unwrapping Christmas tree after Christmas tree until we find one we like. Scissors would make that SO much faster!
Next year, I will be so prepared!

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RIS SMOOT/Acorn Newspapers FAST BREAK—Royal High's Heather Tomaszewski, center, races the court for defensive position as Kelsie Oberender pushes the ball up the floor during Monday's practice session at RHS.

Kelsie was VERY excited this morning to see her picture in the newspaper. Yes, that means it is officially basketball season and with both Kelsie and Trevor playing high school basketball this year, my life is crazy. I have a basketball schedule on my fridge with practices and games highlighed in different colors for each child so I can remember who needs to be where and when. That doesn't even include Branden's basketball schedule. My favorite thing is when I cross out the date at the end of each day and realize I survived another day of basketball. Three weeks down...ten weeks to go.