I hope you come back here… I’ve been trying to send you an email, but it keeps coming back undeliverable. Please, and I hope you see this, send me an email and I’ll give you the new site!
I keep forgetting to post this… but I’ve moved my blog. When I figure out what to do with my archives, I’ll delete this one, so it may take a while!
To those of you who are wondering what happened, I’m sorry. I am very forgetful these days.
If you’d like to know where the new site is, just leave a comment here and I’ll get back to you.
I’m doing it again. And this time I’m going to do it right.
This morning, I went to the Mom’s group weight loss challenge weigh-in. They started doing this when I had just found out I was pregnant with Liam, so obviously, I didn’t join. Well, now I have no reason not to do it!
The challenge runs during a season. It’s $10 to get in, and at the end of the season, the “biggest loser” wins the pot. They meet weekly at a different member’s house, though the scale is the same at each weigh-in (they bring it to each meeting). Since the day they meet is Bill’s day off, I’m weighing at home and telling the organizer my number.
I’m going to stick to it this time. I think it’s going to work great, because I have the accountability I need (like I had at the Weight Watcher’s weekly meetings) to do it. I’m actually thinking of joining the online version of WW (I still have the books with the points, though I’m sure they’ve updated the books since I was going to meetings), but I haven’t made up my mind yet. I did sign up for Spark People, but I’m not sure if I like that yet. I seem so undecided, don’t I? One thing I do know is that I’m going to lose weight. I’m going to get healthy. For myself, and for my family.
I don’t care if I’m the biggest loser. When I got there, everyone was laughing about how I should have worn my jeans (I wore yoga pants), and how I shouldn’t go to the bathroom before weigh-in… “after all, it’s about how much you lose”. I think that’s a great idea, but I wanted the “right” number for my beginning (even though my home scale has a 2.6 pound difference than the weigh-in scale! hehehe. I did tell the gal in charge of keeping the weights
I think I’ve been blogging too long. I can’t seem to shake a few things when I write my papers for my English class. I seem to use alot of secondary pronouns, and write “you are”, “they are”, etc. alot. When we submit the papers through the online learning system, they come back to us with all sorts of notations from the professor. That’s what she always says about my stuff. But it’s not keeping me from getting decent grades, thankfully. She seems to like my themes, just asks that I improve on those little things. First paper, I got an 85, and I just got my grade back from my second paper, a 94! I’m happy with that!
I need to start working on my research position paper… just need to learn how to use Word in a general way. I can use it, but doing footnotes, endnotes, etc., totally confuses me. I decided to do my position on buying local and supporting csa’s and such. I still think it’s kind of lame for a position paper, but it’s something I really believe in, so I can get into it alot more that doing something like abortion or euthanasia.
Though I love to write, I must say that I can’t wait to get through this class. I took an English Comp. before and I seemed to enjoy it more because it was more storytelling as opposed to written argument. This seems like much more work than fun, which writing has always been to me.
Liam does this thing where if he’s in his bouncer in front of me, and I lean in towards him, he starts smiling and reaches out to touch my face! It’s the sweetest thing! He also touches his head to mine, and doesn’t move away immediately. He’s going to be 6 months old in a couple of days, and it’s so amazing to me what he already knows. He’s a very tactile little boy… he loves to touch everything. Soft stuffed animals, crinkly packs of crackers, Fae’s fake money: nothing is safe! But when he touches my face, that just makes me melt!