Thursday, June 21, 2012

Girls

 Leah 5/2012
 Carolyn 5/2012
Elizabeth 5/2012

Saturday, June 2, 2012

First Grade


William on the first day of first grade.



William on the last day of first grade.

Will turned 7 in May.  He is such a good boy, I can't even stand it sometimes.  He often comes upstairs in the morning and announces that he has already prayed for the morning.  He always helps, and is always happy.  He is the most fun-loving kid ever.  He has such good things in store.

Tonight at dinner he said something funny and I said "you are so cute Will" to which he said 
"no, you are so cute!"  I could have squeezed his guts out.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Chicks

My husband started building a chicken coop.  I politely asked him to do a number of more important home improvement projects first (there are so many).  I guess priorities differ between spouses, or the coop was more fun than my list because the coop won.  And, although it is still unfinished there is a box of little chicks in my house.  I feigned a little bit of annoyance since my list was ignored and the coop is undone.  But, these chicks are cute.  And, my kids are having a blast (and being nice to each other to boot).  I can't complain.

We had a fun day yesterday taking pictures of the birds and naming them.  Leah was adamant that her chick be named Criscilla.  I thought that she meant Priscilla but when I asked her she said NO, CRIScilla.

Will wanted his to be lemon muffin.  We tried to talk him out of it until I said that we could just call it le muff (while trying to sound french) and he liked the idea of his chicken being french even more than the name lemon muffin so there you go.  Criscilla and Le Muff.

Mine is Greta because she is the most blonde.  Which of course makes her swedish.  And, if Greta is not a swedish name then oh-well.

 Elizabeth's chick Tweety

Other favorite names:  Lord Peckington (since I refused the name pecker), Kaiera (a black chicken), and  Chicken Jane (look, look, see, see coming down the lane).

Anyways, the kids love them for now and we are all excited to have good eggs soon.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Just some thoughts

Scared to exercise.
Telling myself to get over it.
"Self, go for a walk already".
On Monday.
So let it be written, so let it be done.

Not perfect with the diet.
Who's perfect?
Less inflammatory food.
Mission accomplished.
Three pounds gone.
One week.

Married 16 years.
Love you Edward.
And your babies.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

AutoImmune Disorders

I've had a problem for two years.  The first year it bothered me only a little bit.  The second year (2011) it bothered me ALL. THE. TIME.  I stopped exercising.  Which was a bad thing.  I have no problem saying that exercise replaces my need for prescribed drugs.
I thought it was a nerve problem.  We treated it with massage, chiropractic, foam rolling, myofascial release, physical therapy and anything else I could think of that would help a muskuloskeletal issue.  Two months ago my mom told me she thought it was (insert very uncommon AI disorder which causes female-parts pain) because she has the same thing.  I told her she was wrong and that it was muscular.  I then went to my fourth new doctor for answers and what do you know.... listen to your mother.

Good news:  for the first time in four months I can function normally past 6pm, the treatment is a $10 (ten freaking dollars) tube of steroid creme.  I am also going to treat it with diet.  So, please don't offer me a cookie, or chocolate.  Also, maybe soon I can exercise.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

TSFL Convention

I went to the national convention for Take Shape for Life.  SO much fun!  And, very inspiring.  An entire week of meeting people who have lost weight and who are healthy now thanks to Medifast.  The best speaker by far was Brian Biro (look him up) who I've heard before.  He does a whole seminar about breaking barriers in your life and at the end he has everyone karate chop boards in half to "break-through". I realize it sound a little corny, but it is very thought provoking.  It is way to easy to go through life with the wrong focus.  Two years ago I broke a board.  This year I held a board for someone else to break.  She did it the first time and I was so, so glad about that.  Eddie had quite a few people who had to try multiple times.  You will not break your board if you focus on it (same with life, you will not accomplish your goals while focusing on obstacles).  You must look past the board.












Eddie usually does some training or workshops at convention but this time he was asked to participate in a Dr's panel.  He is third from the left in this picture.  All of these doctors discussed how TSFL has improved the lives of their patients, and then how it had improved their own personal life.  He was the only chiropractor.  The rest are surgeons, a FNP, a gynecologist, and such.  This was also very inspiring and powerful.  To hear doctors discuss creating health instead of responding to disease is practically unheard of today.  One doctor admitted that his practice had more prescriptions stopped or reduced than started.

READ THAT SENTENCE AGAIN.






There were 2,500 health coaches listening to this panel.  Eddie usually isn't nervous to speak- but he said you looked into the crowd and it just kept going and going!!




And, my favorite part of the whole week was meeting Norma.  She is an 82 year old health coach who is in our Florida team.  She used to be a seamstress in New York City and altered wedding dresses and designed lingerie.  I told her that she is my hero.   She mailed me her 1976 reader's digest encyclopedia of sewing.  I've been reading it- I don't care how nerdy that makes me.  One day I'll be able to do a welted pocket.




sorry the pic is bad- we were at a dinner show.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Confession

I'm sure I told you before that I once went to my doctor and told him that I was crazy.  He said I was only a little bit crazy.  I need meds. Seriously, I am pacing and freaking out and worrying.  I don't even know why.  Tornados that are half a nation away ripping everything apart.

I'm waiting again to hear if charges are pressed against my son.  It maybe time for home school.  I'm not smart enough for that.  That's not putting myself down, it's truth that I'm okay with- I have other talents that are not math.

There is discussion of moving in our home.  Which is not the same as decision.

I find myself mentally going back to Maui quite often lately.

Too bad it's not part of the discussion.