I hate making resolutions for the new year, because people (including myself) always make these promises that they’re going to do better and then as soon as they slip once, they say “forget it – I’m already screwed” and drop it altogether.
However, there are some things I would like to accomplish in 2007, all of which are long-term goals, not something I can really say “oops! Well, that didn’t work out!” and give up on.
1. Lose weight: everyone says this. But for me, it’s going to go along with some other things as well, which may or may not make it more possible.
2. Eat better: I know, this is another common one. But I’m trying to better prepared my body for…
3. Get pregnant: We’re planning to actively start trying in early 2007 and I need to be at my best, health-wise. I want to give my baby an extra help I can to make him or her a very healthy child.
4. Learn to be less picky about food. I eat vegetables, but they are often the same 3 or 4 each night. I like broccoli and green beans and nice salad of romaine, tomatoes, etc. I also like peppers if they’re cooked in things (Thai food, spaghetti sauce) and Mr Moose occasionally convinces me to eat asparagus. We also like to feast on spinach artichoke dip, which I have to insist has at least SOME nutritional value. I love potatoes and carbs, so I really need to learn to watch that.
5. Another cliché: Get more organized/be less messy. I actually think that one causes the other. So I’m vowing to improve my organization skills and be less messy in my car, around the house and at my desk at work.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Friday, December 29, 2006
Random Thoughts for Today
I work in an office with several women under the age of 40 - childbearing years. I realize that they aren't married, but it sort of surprises me that neither of them seem to be even remotely thinking about marriage and babies. It’s on my mind all the time.
My sister in law is trying to get pregnant. I’d love to talk to her about it, but I always feel like she thinks I’m an idiot. There is no way she’d take advice from me, even if I’ve put in the research hours. She doesn’t even want to start reading any of the books because she thinks she’ll start obsessing over it. Mr Moose says she doesn’t think I’m an idiot, but every time she talks to me about an experience (planning the wedding, the wedding night, etc.) she talks down to me as if she knows better than I do. (She’s older). I helped behind the scenes of 7 weddings before I was old enough to drink. I did a lot of work on my BF’s wedding, too and had been planning my wedding since my sister got married when I was 15. I’m the type of person who when a project or event comes up, I do all the research. I’m scouring websites and books, etc. When I had gynecological surgery this past summer, I did research for weeks on best and worst possible outcomes, what it would feel like, etc. I’ve already read one pregnancy book (I highly recommend to anyone thinking about, TTC or already pregnant The Girlfriend’s Guide To Pregnancy – even if you already know what you’re doing, it’s worth it just for the laughs.)
I have the most wonderful husband in the world. It’s his last day off and he went to Bath and Body Works to buy me a wallflower so that our sunroom (that we put the dogs in while we’re gone) won’t smell so bad. B&BW is having its semi-annual sale this week. He even called to see if I wanted anything else. Isn’t he sweet?
SIL and BIL leave tomorrow. I’m so exhausted from trying to keep up with the family (they are all night people, I am certainly not) that I’m almost relieved.
Saw the Night at the Museum movie last night – I thought it would be really dumb and cheesy (“it’s like searching for meaning in a Pauly Shore movie”), but it was actually really quite funny and amusing, etc. It also put history in a positive light and might hopefully encourage some kids to do a little more reading in history, etc. so that was good. Mr Moose is a major history buff (I like history, too, but not like he does), so he really enjoyed those aspects of the movie.
My sister in law is trying to get pregnant. I’d love to talk to her about it, but I always feel like she thinks I’m an idiot. There is no way she’d take advice from me, even if I’ve put in the research hours. She doesn’t even want to start reading any of the books because she thinks she’ll start obsessing over it. Mr Moose says she doesn’t think I’m an idiot, but every time she talks to me about an experience (planning the wedding, the wedding night, etc.) she talks down to me as if she knows better than I do. (She’s older). I helped behind the scenes of 7 weddings before I was old enough to drink. I did a lot of work on my BF’s wedding, too and had been planning my wedding since my sister got married when I was 15. I’m the type of person who when a project or event comes up, I do all the research. I’m scouring websites and books, etc. When I had gynecological surgery this past summer, I did research for weeks on best and worst possible outcomes, what it would feel like, etc. I’ve already read one pregnancy book (I highly recommend to anyone thinking about, TTC or already pregnant The Girlfriend’s Guide To Pregnancy – even if you already know what you’re doing, it’s worth it just for the laughs.)
I have the most wonderful husband in the world. It’s his last day off and he went to Bath and Body Works to buy me a wallflower so that our sunroom (that we put the dogs in while we’re gone) won’t smell so bad. B&BW is having its semi-annual sale this week. He even called to see if I wanted anything else. Isn’t he sweet?
SIL and BIL leave tomorrow. I’m so exhausted from trying to keep up with the family (they are all night people, I am certainly not) that I’m almost relieved.
Saw the Night at the Museum movie last night – I thought it would be really dumb and cheesy (“it’s like searching for meaning in a Pauly Shore movie”), but it was actually really quite funny and amusing, etc. It also put history in a positive light and might hopefully encourage some kids to do a little more reading in history, etc. so that was good. Mr Moose is a major history buff (I like history, too, but not like he does), so he really enjoyed those aspects of the movie.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
$$, Family and a messy kitchen
We really hit the jackpot for Christmas this year. With company holiday bonuses and family gifts, we got several hundred dollars to Home Depot (new floors!), Wal-mart cash, Target, Lowes, Publix (our local grocery store), and enough to buy me a basic sewing machine and Mr Moose a grill (I guess we’ll both get benefits from both of those, but I’ll do the majority of sewing, he’ll do the grilling, etc.). We’re trying to get the most out of each of these things and plan and be practical while also enjoying our small fortune.
Mr Moose picked up the grill yesterday while I was at work because the family were all coming by for burgers last night. I felt like I was being swarmed. They take forever to get there and then they just TAKE OVER. When I arrived home at 6-ish, my kitchen was clean. Mr Moose's Aunt and Uncle are staying with us, and his Aunt finished the few dishes that were left over from Christmas and she and Mr Moose cleared the counters, etc. Mr Moose had been very busy and the great room was more or less back in order, our new picture was in place on the wall over the couch, the grill was ready to go in the back and all was right with the world. By 8:00 this was not the case. By 8:00 there was no visible counter space in my kitchen, various bowls, mixers, knives and spoons were being employed to hold the veggie tray, multiple dips, etc. His family is obsessed with dips. Fruit dip, veggie dip, chip dip. I'm all for dips, but I'm more of the "buy the premade ones because they come with their very own nifty container" sort of girl. No bowls to scrape clean, no mixer wands to scrub. But they don't do it that way.
I went to bed at 10 after a mediocre burger and some high-in-onions (ewwwwww!) homemade potato salad. Too much chaos around me and I just wanted some peace. I dreamed about waking up to the chaotic kitchen and begging Mr Moose to get it cleaned up while I was at work. When he woke up this morning, I asked him how awful the kitchen looked. He said "spotless. They all pitched in and got it cleaned up last night." I was amazed. And relieved. I'm not a perfect housekeeper by any means, and we do sometimes for for a couple of days without cleaning the dishes, but that's 2 people, and a half dozen dishes, not my entire counter space and bowls of rejected dip, etc. I was thrilled to see a clean kitchen when I came out this morning.
Mr Moose picked up the grill yesterday while I was at work because the family were all coming by for burgers last night. I felt like I was being swarmed. They take forever to get there and then they just TAKE OVER. When I arrived home at 6-ish, my kitchen was clean. Mr Moose's Aunt and Uncle are staying with us, and his Aunt finished the few dishes that were left over from Christmas and she and Mr Moose cleared the counters, etc. Mr Moose had been very busy and the great room was more or less back in order, our new picture was in place on the wall over the couch, the grill was ready to go in the back and all was right with the world. By 8:00 this was not the case. By 8:00 there was no visible counter space in my kitchen, various bowls, mixers, knives and spoons were being employed to hold the veggie tray, multiple dips, etc. His family is obsessed with dips. Fruit dip, veggie dip, chip dip. I'm all for dips, but I'm more of the "buy the premade ones because they come with their very own nifty container" sort of girl. No bowls to scrape clean, no mixer wands to scrub. But they don't do it that way.
I went to bed at 10 after a mediocre burger and some high-in-onions (ewwwwww!) homemade potato salad. Too much chaos around me and I just wanted some peace. I dreamed about waking up to the chaotic kitchen and begging Mr Moose to get it cleaned up while I was at work. When he woke up this morning, I asked him how awful the kitchen looked. He said "spotless. They all pitched in and got it cleaned up last night." I was amazed. And relieved. I'm not a perfect housekeeper by any means, and we do sometimes for for a couple of days without cleaning the dishes, but that's 2 people, and a half dozen dishes, not my entire counter space and bowls of rejected dip, etc. I was thrilled to see a clean kitchen when I came out this morning.
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