I am a daily weigh-iner.

I know many people say this is bad, because it is so influenced by what you ate that day, the day before, by when you last made a poop or if you’ve drank a lot of water..
but for me, that’s part of the point. I weigh in everyday as an indication of how well I’m doing food-wise from day to day so I can tell what tweaks I might need (i.e. avoid sodium more, each more roughage to poo more…).

I started weighing in everyday on March 28th, 2008. I was down 21.6lbs from my start weight of 192.8 on January 31st, 2008. About two months to lose more than 20lbs – not bad!

I had passed my 10% weigh in as well as my 10lb and 20lb markers.

I passed 30lbs down on April 27, 2008. A month to lose ten more pounds.

Today I finally weighed in as down 40lbs! This morning I weighed in at 152.2. It took 3 months to lose these ten pounds. Way longer. Admittedly, I’ve been a bit more relaxed in my weigh loss – taking it easier on myself since Amy’s wedding is over and I’m no longer having an impending dress to be pictured in.

I have fifteen more pounds or so that I plan to lose – that takes me down to under 140lbs. At this rate, I should be there around October! We’ll see how I feel when I get there!

Joshua is out of town tonight.
He’s been gone since Friday at 0430.
I pick him up tomorrow night at 1845.

Being a single doggie mommy is hard work.
No one else to help pick up poo, barf or feed the dogs. No one to help police the naughty pupsters when the decide that eating mesquite bean pods is the thing to do – even if it makes Mr Dog barfy and listless and costs about $70 for each tried to the vet because he has an upset tummy.

Also no one to mow the lawn which is growing at an astronomicalllllly rate (approximately 0.5436783902 inches every 12 hours, seriously!).
And no one to help cook, get the mail, empty the dishwasher, pet the cats or scoop the litterboxes.

Single people – seriously, I’d forgotten how much work it is! You guys rock. And especially single moms/dads, you people are awesome. Especially since authority figures frown on leaving your children in a wire crate while you’re at work all day.

Ironically, the extra work is not what is making me cranky, mopey and generally bored and dull. It’s not even the lack of nookies (dovetailing menstruation with vacation blows!). It’s mainly that I miss my hubby. A lot.

*sigh*
Only one more night.
And then there will be nookies and floor sweeping and hugs and snuggles and whatnot.

I once had a friend (a woman) try to convince me that menstruation was a “beautiful, natural thing.” It pissed her off that I thought it was vaguely gross and wished to NOT have it. I don’t want children and thus, I feel, I do NOT need this monthly “guest” that is at best an inconvenience.

Frankly, it is natural and normal up to a point only – as bleeding from your vagina actually means you failed in your evolutionary perogative of getting preggers – as well, there is nothing beautiful about blood, cramps, bloating and the general malaise associated with shedding your baby-bed! Oh, and I can’t forget the diaper rash that is often associated with wearing a commercially available pad in the heat of the day in Phoenix! (If you want to know and it’s not TMI, I rarely wear the tampon or “plug” style of feminine protection because I rarely bleed heavily enough to lube that puppy up and if it sucks to shove it in dry can you imagine pulling it back OUT dry! ummm, yeah no not so much! To stave off the diaper rash, I often wear cloth, reusable pads while I’m at home and that does help a bit. A bit.).

Also, even assuming you ignore all this other grossness – there is the joy of raging hormones, generalized grumpiness and overall bitch-hood associated with bleeding from my vagine. Ahhh yes, and my personal favorite – the “splooge”. Do you know what that is? If you ever wear a pad you do! When you stand up and feel that special feeling of a large quantity of blood squeezing from your vagina out onto your pad. Gross. So gross. Or the even better, as-yet-unnamed sensation of passing a clot. When you can actually FEEL it coming out of your uterus and into your cervix and on down into your vagina. OUCH and YUCK.

Blergh. I’m cranky, grumpy, bitchy and bleeding from my vagina today. I’m extremely not a happy Kelly today. I ate Taco Bell last night - my sovereign cure- all and it did nothing but make me feel bloated. I didn’t even get a moment of no-hormone happytude. Watch out for me today! GRRRRRR!

A semi-linear look at Indiana from 4 weeks of age (starting around 09/27/2006) to now (about a month or so ago maybe?)…I need to get more pics! His 2nd birthday is coming up – and should coincide with our return to the Big Pine Resort that we went to last year. We’ll likely celebrate his and Ripley’s birthday at the same time (she was born 9/7/2007 to his 8/28/2006).

This morning…

I did day 1 of week three of the 6 week 100 Pushup challenge.

In five sets (25, 17, 17, 15 and 26), I did my first 100 pushups in one day – about 15 minutes of grinding, torture but so totally worth it!

This morning I picked up my first basket of produce from the Co-Op I found on line. For $18.50:
5 red onions
8 baking potatoes
1 head of bibb lettuce (I think?)
1 bunch of cilantro
Lots of carrots
4 cucumbers
1 honeydew melon
4 tomatoes
4 mangos
6 bananas
7 nectarines
8 plums
4 pears
8 limes

Not bad I don’t think
but now I have to figure out what to do with Mangos (besides just
eating them plain) and so many red onions…does anyone grill them? I’d
like to try it but I’m not sure how!

We’ve eaten the lettuce, 1/2 of a tomato, 1 lime, 2 plums, 1 banana and 2 potatoes today!

Yoinked from here:

On Sunday I made delicious food: Proscuitto wrapped chicken breast broiled with fresh snapped green beans that I tossed with some olive oil and minced red onions.

Yesterday I had delicious food again: I went to Pita Jungle and had hummus and other deliciously tasty mediterranean-esque foods.

Working out is going acceptable – the Shred isn’t happening every night like I’d hoped but otherwise, things could be waaaaaat worse. I just finished day 3 of week 2 of the 100 Pushup Challenge which was doing (over 5 sets) 74 pushups! I’m rocking the pushups. And my form is improving, greatly! Friday we take the second “test” to see how many pushups in a row we can do (Hubby did 80 pushups to my 74). I’m hoping to make it to 30 pushups this time. We’ll see! That would be doubling my 15 pushups from the initial test.

The Couch to 5k challenge is going well also – I do day 3 of week 2 tomorrow – 90 seconds jogging followed by 2 minutes of walking over 20 minutes. I’m not sure what week 3 will bring – but I know I managed to (in 25 total minutes on the treadmill) to go 1.78 miles on Tuesday. That is more than halfway to a 5k!

I’m actually looking forward to this weekend! I’ve got yoga and C25K on Saturday morning followed by Ethiopian food with my good friend Jade. I like Ethiopian – it’s full of lots of beans and food that I have NO clue what it is but I like! I’m also getting my first coop produce basket! This will be very exciting. It’s a basket full of produce that supposed to be for 4 people for 1 week – hopefully it will be enough to get me through a full week – given that my typical produce consumption has been sitting around 8 to 10 pounds each week just for me. It is supposedly all locally grown and purchased – and with delivery fees, it will be $18.50. I have to pick it up about 3 miles from my house but it shouldn’t be hard to find. I’m really excited about it. Jade (the good friend I’m having lunch with on Saturday) recommended it to me – she got one last Saturday and has been having fun playing with fresh produce all week. She made creamed corn with chives from scratch! Isn’t that awesome? I’m thinking that epicurious.com and I are going to be good friends when it comes to trying to figure out what to do with some of the produce. I did promise Jade the bananas though – I hate them and I don’t even like them in my house. Stinky buggers!

*YAWN!*

I want to go back to bed!

3 days weekends kick my ass.
Yoga class kicked my ass.
Getting up at 5am with the dogs kicked my ass.
Dieting/exercising/being healthy kick my ass.
Trying to keep the floor swept and relatively clean of fur kicks my ass!
Hanging up new curtains in the living room…not so much thank goodness – maybe I will post pictures of those later. I like’em. They’re actually panel blinds and they’re quiet and look all grown up and spartan-like. Not sure they go with our vaguely mediterranean-esque paintings though. Or our ceramic lizards….