Yep - I am back at Weight Watchers again. and again. I lost 60 pounds a few years back - took me a year, but I did it. I spent all my time and energy working on my weight loss and healthy activities. Then I got hurt, and then I started my own business. No more time for Heather. No more time for anything, actually. (my toilets need to be cleaned before they start creating new life)
ugh.
So, here I am again at Weight Watchers. I am one week in and 5 pounds down. (pretty siked, but I know that 5 lbs in a week will never happen again). I have a great new group of ladies to commiserate and share with and I really like my leader - she really cares!
Why is it that us women never put enough time aside for ourselves? Why is it considered selfish (by others - not us cool ladies) if we try to get in a workout or a pedicure or a haircut or go out for a coffee with friends (yeah - this morning was fun, ladies!)? I just don't think it is selfish. I don't think we ladies put enough time aside to take care of ourselves - we are constantly taking care of everyone else and not thinking twice about it.
I think we would all agree that we love our families and we take pride in caring for them, BUT that we all want time to ourselves too (why else would there be so many sarcastic and funny ecards about hiding from the kids in the bathroom?). Time to be pampered. (and that could mean just being left alone! amen)
I love the time I get when the kids go to bed to actually get some uninterrupted work done. Of course, now I don't get any sleep. No time for sleep, no time for exercise and no time to plan healthy meals and snacks. Sound familiar?
Ya gotta pick and choose what you can do each day - there is only so much time. This morning I chose to have coffee with my friends and do some light shopping. Me time. I also worked out when I got home and ate a healthy lunch.
Did I get any work done for my business? nope. Is the house clean? nope. Am I packed for my trip tonight? nope. Oh well - that is life and life happens and as one of my good friends says, "It is what it is". Good words to live by. Just chill, relax and go with the flow. Everyday is a new day and if I gained back my weight, I can lose it again, whatever. It is what it is. I just hope I can clean those toilets before new life begins to crawl out of them.
Friday, September 14, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
For Gardeners Only - or those that wish the world were rid of groundhogs
It was like Christmas morning today for Andy and I. We literally both ran to the backyard window to see what we got.
In the Hav-a-Hart trap, that is.
Please do not read anymore if you have a bleeding heart. I don't want nasty messages. I did nothing wrong.
You see, I believe that the groundhog population should be controlled just as the deer population is controlled with yearly hunts. These hunts are very important to the environment. When an animal population grows uncontrollably it can radically harm the entire ecosystem. (I learned this from my environmental science Yale graduate friend so don't raise your eyebrow at me)
Here's the thing - I start growing plants from seed in my basement in March each year. It is a labor (and I mean labor) of love and nurturing. It takes months to get results people. Think about it - you plant a seed in March aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand in July you get one head of broccoli from that seed. Well - you would get a head of broccoli - IF YOU DON'T HAVE GROUNDHOGS.
calm. inner peace.
I STARTED FROM SEED 4 types of tomatoes, green peppers (they were supposed to be pepperoncini?? huh??) butternut squash, spaghetti squash, cucumbers, carrots, parsnips, broccoli, cauliflower, green beans, sugar snap peas, honeydew melon and sugar baby watermelon. phew. I even grew decorative gourds. Yeah, that's right. I am doing my part to help this earth. To teach my children about gardening and eating fresh veggies.
So, when your garden is lush and green and flowering and fruiting, you feel like thumping your chest.
(insert Tarzan call here)
Well, lovely - I took the care to set up an automatic sprinkler while our family took a beach vacation for a week. When I returned, I checked on my garden babies only to find that my broccoli and cauliflower were completely eaten and only stems left behind. It was like a bunch of middles fingers standing up and staring at me. So, there go all the veggies I grow that my daughter will eat.
Since then, the little rascal has stolen (seriously - stolen!) 3 butternut squashes. They are my fave, so this needed to end. In our last home out in Western NY we would just use a .22 to take care of the nuisance. Can't do that in Connecticut (can do much of anything here - and I am no redneck) So, we borrowed a trap.
Do we have a heart? nope. When my husband and I ran to the window this morning like kids looking for full stockings, our faces lit up like aspen glow.
I went through it in my head right before I got up - what I was going to say to the little critter when I saw it in the trap munching away at my last spaghetti squash, "you ate all my broccoli, all my cauliflower and all of my butternut squash! You are a bad animal." Yep, I was really gonna reprimand him.
Instead, when I saw him in that trap I immediately started laughing. 6:30 am is when I (just yesterday)set my sprinkler to start watering the garden and guess where my husband put the trap? HAHHAHHAHHAHHHAHHAAHHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHA
well, I guess the little bugger doesn't need to get reprimanded. He just got trapped and now is getting a shower and soon after a very, very, very deep bath. hint hint.
So, have I learned anything? Yes - groundhogs eat everything and make lots of babies - so my trap is out again tonight. This is not over. Oh, and I also learned that I need to fence in my garden next year. uh yeah.
In the Hav-a-Hart trap, that is.
Please do not read anymore if you have a bleeding heart. I don't want nasty messages. I did nothing wrong.
You see, I believe that the groundhog population should be controlled just as the deer population is controlled with yearly hunts. These hunts are very important to the environment. When an animal population grows uncontrollably it can radically harm the entire ecosystem. (I learned this from my environmental science Yale graduate friend so don't raise your eyebrow at me)
Here's the thing - I start growing plants from seed in my basement in March each year. It is a labor (and I mean labor) of love and nurturing. It takes months to get results people. Think about it - you plant a seed in March aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand in July you get one head of broccoli from that seed. Well - you would get a head of broccoli - IF YOU DON'T HAVE GROUNDHOGS.
calm. inner peace.
I STARTED FROM SEED 4 types of tomatoes, green peppers (they were supposed to be pepperoncini?? huh??) butternut squash, spaghetti squash, cucumbers, carrots, parsnips, broccoli, cauliflower, green beans, sugar snap peas, honeydew melon and sugar baby watermelon. phew. I even grew decorative gourds. Yeah, that's right. I am doing my part to help this earth. To teach my children about gardening and eating fresh veggies.
So, when your garden is lush and green and flowering and fruiting, you feel like thumping your chest.
(insert Tarzan call here)
Well, lovely - I took the care to set up an automatic sprinkler while our family took a beach vacation for a week. When I returned, I checked on my garden babies only to find that my broccoli and cauliflower were completely eaten and only stems left behind. It was like a bunch of middles fingers standing up and staring at me. So, there go all the veggies I grow that my daughter will eat.
Since then, the little rascal has stolen (seriously - stolen!) 3 butternut squashes. They are my fave, so this needed to end. In our last home out in Western NY we would just use a .22 to take care of the nuisance. Can't do that in Connecticut (can do much of anything here - and I am no redneck) So, we borrowed a trap.
Do we have a heart? nope. When my husband and I ran to the window this morning like kids looking for full stockings, our faces lit up like aspen glow.
I went through it in my head right before I got up - what I was going to say to the little critter when I saw it in the trap munching away at my last spaghetti squash, "you ate all my broccoli, all my cauliflower and all of my butternut squash! You are a bad animal." Yep, I was really gonna reprimand him.
Instead, when I saw him in that trap I immediately started laughing. 6:30 am is when I (just yesterday)set my sprinkler to start watering the garden and guess where my husband put the trap? HAHHAHHAHHAHHHAHHAAHHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHA
well, I guess the little bugger doesn't need to get reprimanded. He just got trapped and now is getting a shower and soon after a very, very, very deep bath. hint hint.
So, have I learned anything? Yes - groundhogs eat everything and make lots of babies - so my trap is out again tonight. This is not over. Oh, and I also learned that I need to fence in my garden next year. uh yeah.
Monday, September 10, 2012
Who has the time?? kids or business??
Well, as you can see, I have been super busy (lazy, ahem). The summer got away with me - as it should - and now school has started again.
Hooray! (I mean, awww the summer went by too fast and I miss having all that time to play with my children)
For the first time in 8 years, I actually have all three kids in school at the same time..................................
.................for 3 hours
................3 days a week. ha - I am living the good life.
My 2 oldest are in all day elementary school and my youngest is in preschool for 9 hours each week.
I was really excited to have this time to myself and I spent the summer dreaming up all the things I was going to do (join a gym, go back to Weight Watchers, exercise, get coffee with friends, actually read a newspaper - do we even get one anymore?)
Let me tell ya - 3 hours is NOT enough time to get much of anything done.
I actually thought I could get work done for my business, take care of household duties and maybe take some time to myself.
***Insert huge laughtrack right here while pointing at me***
I dream of going grocery shopping without having to yell, kick and track down loud children that are basically screaming and waving their arms while running down the aisles - all while the little blue haired ladies are smiling at me and saying things like, "what a cute little helper" or "such a sweet little boy".
Don't they see the horns on their heads? I swear his head just spun around.....
Oh well - life goes on. I actually love having time with my littlest guy.....even if it means I have to watch multiple viewings of the American Muscle Cars series. He doesn't mind if I fold laundry or cut, pin or sew anything as long as I am around him (that makes me warm and fuzzy inside).
Of course I love my kids and want to spend as much time as I can with them but I also want to grow my little business so I have something to do with myself when they are out of the house all day. I DO NOT want to be one of those helicopter parents. Nope. Not me. I will not.
I will drink coffee, play Words With Friends, read newspapers (if we still get them?) work hard at my little business and patiently wait for them to get off the bus every afternoon so I can bother the heck out of them just like they do to me now. heh heh heh heh (evil laugh)
Hooray! (I mean, awww the summer went by too fast and I miss having all that time to play with my children)
For the first time in 8 years, I actually have all three kids in school at the same time..................................
.................for 3 hours
................3 days a week. ha - I am living the good life.
My 2 oldest are in all day elementary school and my youngest is in preschool for 9 hours each week.
I was really excited to have this time to myself and I spent the summer dreaming up all the things I was going to do (join a gym, go back to Weight Watchers, exercise, get coffee with friends, actually read a newspaper - do we even get one anymore?)
Let me tell ya - 3 hours is NOT enough time to get much of anything done.
I actually thought I could get work done for my business, take care of household duties and maybe take some time to myself.
***Insert huge laughtrack right here while pointing at me***
I dream of going grocery shopping without having to yell, kick and track down loud children that are basically screaming and waving their arms while running down the aisles - all while the little blue haired ladies are smiling at me and saying things like, "what a cute little helper" or "such a sweet little boy".
Don't they see the horns on their heads? I swear his head just spun around.....
Oh well - life goes on. I actually love having time with my littlest guy.....even if it means I have to watch multiple viewings of the American Muscle Cars series. He doesn't mind if I fold laundry or cut, pin or sew anything as long as I am around him (that makes me warm and fuzzy inside).
Of course I love my kids and want to spend as much time as I can with them but I also want to grow my little business so I have something to do with myself when they are out of the house all day. I DO NOT want to be one of those helicopter parents. Nope. Not me. I will not.
I will drink coffee, play Words With Friends, read newspapers (if we still get them?) work hard at my little business and patiently wait for them to get off the bus every afternoon so I can bother the heck out of them just like they do to me now. heh heh heh heh (evil laugh)
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