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Weekend in Crappy Pics!

Thank you, dear veterans, for your service and sacrifice!

Today is Veteran’s Day. Consequently, it also marks the 1 year anniversary of the day I left Ana in the gym daycare and went home to eat eggs.

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And now, crappy pics!

On Friday night, Brian and I put the kids into Kid’s Night Out at the gym, and went out to dinner.

Remember how Collin HATES Kids Night Out because he’s usually the oldest kid there and he’s forced to color cardboard magic wands or create macaroni art?  Well, this Friday wasn’t much better…

STORY TIME! I’m pretty sure “I hate my parents” was running on his mental loop.

Can you believe he never asked us if we enjoyed our meal?  So rude.

Saturday morning, much to even our surprise, we went to the gym as a family. Brian took a Spin class while Collin and I ran/walked 3 miles, and Ana went into Child Care (she held onto the car keys so we couldn’t forget her). Afterwards, we headed back home to shower, passing a park along the way.

Ana: Can we go to the park?

Brian: Not right now.

Ana: But I want to!

Brian: It’s shut down…um…someone pooped on the slide.

Collin: Oh right, I heard that on the news today. They said it’s smeared everywhere!

Me: Well, that stinks! Get it?

HAHAHAHA! Everyone laughed at my pun except Ana….

Saturday night, we went to Costco, Kohls, and then out to an Italian Restaurant for dinner.  Oddly, we were the youngest diners there and the most fashionably dressed…

After dropping a mint on fatty food all weekend, I decided to cook a nice healthy dinner Sunday Night…

That was stupid.

After dinner, I decided that I really, really, really, wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.  I should mention that we haven’t used the fireplace in 3 years because, well…ANA.  Now that she’s 4, I’m almost confident that she most likely won’t fling herself  full force into the “pretty light”.  But the first step was to open the flue and inspect…

By the way, I have a chimney sweep scheduled to come on Thursday.  That’s right, I’ve waited 3 years to light it, yet I couldn’t wait 4 more days. I imagine I’m a very frustrating person to live with.

Here’s some of the crap I pulled out myself…

Then, not knowing what could be living in our chimney, we held our breath and lit it.

And it worked! No one (or nothing) died in the making of this fire!

Then we all sat around it, ohhing and ahhing like cavemen until the last ember went out….

That was my favorite part of the weekend.

How was your weekend?

 

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Free Advice Friday! From Frumpy to Fabulous!

Dear Kim,

The summer season will be here next week and I look like crap. I dread taking my kids to the pool! Do you have any tips or advice to get me in shape quick? Ok, maybe not in shape, but maybe feeling better about myself?

Sincerely,

Frumpy in Frampton

 

 

Dear Frumpy,

Obviously you haven’t seen my body lately. In fact, just before reading your letter I was trying to determine if I prefer my chocolate chips to be milk chocolate or dark chocolate. I tried doing a blind taste test with my industrial sized Costco bags, but no one was there to tell me which one I selected. So tomorrow I’m setting up a scoring system and creating elimination rounds based on flavor, texture, swimwear, and raw talent. I hear milk Chocolate will perform a fire swallowing act- clearly a bad decision. But I digress…

Frumpy, despite my recent weight gain, I do have some advice for you (and trust me, I’d look a lot worse if I didn’t follow it).

 

Diet

Eat healthier! Avoid sugars, simple carbs, and alcohol on weekdays, between the hours of 9am – 9:15am. If you slip up, don’t be too hard on yourself, fifteen minutes is a long time to abstain.

Also, consider replacing the unhealthy snacks in your house with healthy ones, something you’d never eat in a million years. For example, try replacing Doritos with Mexican Spice flavored worms,
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or substituting potato chips with salt & vinegar crickets,
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or chocolate bars with laxatives.

 

Water

Drink water, tons and tons of water! If you hate the taste of plain water, you can always add lemon or filter it through ground coffee beans and fermented grapes from the Napa region.

 

Fitness

Making small changes, like taking the stairs instead of the elevator, choosing a stand up tanning booth instead of a lay down one, mixing cake batter by hand, and riding your bike to the Dairy Queen in one of those reflective sweatsuits, can make tiny differences in your overall health. And those tiny differences, my friend, will add up to make small differences that you can almost maybe see!

If you’re feeling really motivated, consider joining a gym that offers free childcare. You can use that hour to have some coffee and think about ways to get in shape.

 

Motivation

There are a lot of different ways to motivate yourself, but I’m only familiar with the unhealthy ones, like self-shaming. This can be anything from squeezing a thigh into your size 4 wedding dress to lining the inside of your sunglasses with fat pics of yourself. The sky’s the limit.

Also, know your weaknesses, anticipate the ways in which you’ll sabatoge yourself, and have an action plan to circumvent them. For example, I know that if it’s storming I won’t get out of my car and walk from the gym parking lot to the gym. So now, when it rains, I arrive in the parking lot an hour early and call AAA to tell them that my car broke down. When they arrive, I ask them for a ride to the front door. Don’t worry, it’s all covered under my insurance.

Frumpy, I hope I’ve given you some advice you can use. I’m almost certain that if you follow my suggestions, you’ll be in shape in no time…(really…there’s no time in which you’ll be in shape).

Have a great summer!
Kim

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Veteran’s Day Debacle – ‘Mom of the Year’ goes to me.

Veterans Day

Ok, so this happened. On Monday morning I drove to the gym, put Ana in the childcare, and went to my spin class. It was a great workout (thanks Jeannie)!

Afterwards, I plopped myself down in the lobby to rest and catch up on some email. As I sat there, I heard my stomach rumble; boy was I hungry!  I headed over to the cafe to buy a late breakfast, sadly they were closed to prep for lunch. Ugh. So I had to drive all the way home to make my own damn eggs. How annoying.

When I walked in the house I saw Brian standing at the stove making…eggs. mmm.

Him: “Hi Ladies!”

Me: “It’s just me”

Him: “Where’s Ana?”

Me: “She’s at school, duh!”

Him: “Um, it’s Veteran’s Day. She doesn’t have school today.  Really, where is she?”

OH HOLY DAMN SHIT!

Suddenly my brain started twisting and spiraling like I had walked into a parallel universe, a universe where up was down and Adam Levine was ugly. Confusion…denial…realization…

So I did what any mediocre mother would do (after contemplating making breakfast anyway), l nervously laughed and slowly backed out of the door while saying “I’ll be right back” in a sing-song voice.

As I shut the car door I heard him yell “Are they going to charge us for this?”

Mom Shaming

When I returned home with her, Brian wanted to know how this could have happened.  I think he was trying to assess if I was losing my mind.  I spent the next ten minutes retracing my thought process.  I think it went like this:

-remember, Ana’s in childcare

-Collin has school but Ana doesn’t

-Collin has school

-has school

-school

-my ass hurts

-I need to go to the grocery store

-I should go before Ana gets out of school.

And BAM!!!  Kid forgotten. It’s just that easy, America.  I need to start writing notes on my body, or tucking a notepad under my boob.

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