The first picture was taken on our mexican cruise 6 years ago. I recently came across this picture and was shocked. Did I really look like that???!!! I told Tim that I looked like I swallowed an umpaloompa. I keep looking at thinking that it's distorted in some way. But, sadly, it isn't. This was taken on an automatic 35mm camera before digital and before photoshop. A bad angle? No, I was turned slightly to the side, so not straight on. I give up. It's a true picture of my obesity.
The second picture was taken yesterday when we took the kids to a corn maze. I am still about 35 lbs from my goal. But wow, what a difference.
It's been almost 6 months since my gastric bypass. I am very happy with my recovery and feel great right now. I believe that my decision to have this surgery was right for ME. It is in no way an easy way or a 'cure'. It is simply, MY way. I still have to do ALL the work. I still have to watch every single thing that goes into my mouth. I log all my food in a notebook everyday. I have an 'old person's weekly pill container' in my kitchen for vitamins I take throughout the day and one in my bathroom for nighttime vitamins. I still struggle with wanting to eat like before. I had surgery on my guts, not my head. If I eat right, then I feel good. If I eat too much, then I lay there like a lump complaining that I ate too much and wait for the nausea and general feeling of sickness to pass. I never throw up, I eat WAY more than a few bites per meal, and still do get hungry. Regaining the weight is a very real possibility. It happens all the time. I have to WORK to make sure that doesn't happen. Many of my health issues that I had from being obese are going away. They are replaced with some new issues, like controlling my blood sugar from dropping too low. Seems my system responds differently to carbs like potatoes and sugar. much more sensitive.
So, that's how I feel. Today - very good! But just like everyone else, if I don't take care of myself, then I will feel like poop. And we have enough poop around here.
Wow, we've had lots of fun with our gigantic cucumbers this year!! This lovely couple landed on our friend, Bob's, driveway. It was a covert mission. I slowly drove up to the house and instructed Autumn to run the cukes up and put them on the driveway. She did and we sped off. Then we watched from a distance as they were discovered. We did the same thing with yellow squash the next day. We let them wonder who did it for about a month. lots of fun. That's what you do when you live in idaho and grow enormous vegetables.
What's for breakfast??? Why, an elephant of course! Anything to get a child to QUICKLY become interested and EAT their breakfast.
Will is my very healthy eater. This lunch was devoured because he loves all these things. The little muffins were homemade protein / no sugar muffins. The yellow box has all natural (just ground peanuts) peanut butter for dipping the celery in.
9-11-01 is Casey's birthday. He's now 7. No, we don't do this every year. In fact, I've never done this for an animal. But what the heck. My mother accused me of doing these 'bizzaro' things just to put them on the blog. WHAT??? Me, stage an event for the purpose of exploiting it on the web???!!!! NEVER! I'm proud to say that we are truly 'bizzaro' - web or no web. And she should know that better than anyone since bizzaro runs deep in the family tree. Anyway, I digress - back to the dog birthday party. I pulled up a website with recipes for dog birthday cakes. Whipped this up while the kids were in school. There's nothing funky in it like ground cartilage or such - just some flour, peanutbutter, grated carrots, and such. Totally edible by the humans of the house. Casey gave it the sniff check - he approved.
Here's what happened - it didn't go exactly as planned.
Look how excited they were about this cake!
Will had been excited all day about Casey's birthday party. The hats were a nice touch, huh? Say yes - please. I went to three stores to find them.
We sang happy birthday. Look at the dogs - there's no way they don't know this is all about them. Weird, huh? The look on Russell's face during this was priceless. It was a mix of disbelief and amusement.
Snoopy was like the annoying younger kid at the party who you keep telling to scoot back.
He came over to the other side for a better view, but he couldn't stand it any longer and broke protocol by jumping up on the table.
That was met with a swift kick. Sorry pup, all bets are off when you jump on my table.
As if that weren't enough chaos, this happened soon as we put the cake down for a picture. This is where Casey quickly consumes two candles and Will nearly has a heart attack.
There was no way Casey was going to let Snoopy take his birthday cake. Two pieces consumed in record time. Before Snoopy could even get on the table. Yes, this is horrifying. No, my dogs are NEVER allowed on the table, in fact they are usually shooed away when they get close enough to even sniff what's on the table.
Thanks Dad for the great party. I love you.
Snoopy did get a piece of cake - this is your dog's brain on birthday cake.
Last week was Russell's first JV football game. He's number 59 in the middle and plays right guard on offense and left end on defense. I think he only came out of the game twice to get a drink of water.
I don't know football. You think I would by now. Truth is, it's one of those things I don't wanna know. But I LOVE going to Russell's games. I love to watch, I never get bored and I genuinely cheer and hope for a win. Once this season (or the next few seasons if he decides to play again) is over, I'll go back to tolerating football as being something that starts off as an entrance to fall -my favorite season- to hoping for it's death as superbowl sunday takes over my birthday.
The power of a mother's love - makes you do things you would have never thought you'd do.
Here's the 'yeah, we lost but we'll get'em next time' speech. (at least that's what I'm guessing is going on) Course they could be getting a butt chewing for losing..... - again, the blindness of a mother's love wants to believe the former...
now let's play where's Waldo, except it's now where's Russell???
The cool thing about Russell, is that he's usually in a good mood after the game especially if he played a lot. For him it's not so much about the competition - he's the first to tell you he doesn't really like team sports. But I do believe he enjoys the physical challenge and strategizing of football. Whatever it is - I think we all have fun. As long as the snack bar is open next time.... Will and Autumn missed buying their snacks at this game.
Tonight we decided to treat ourselves to a dinner at The Rib Shack...mmmmmm...... It was GOOOOD! We also planned to do some grocery shopping while we were in close proximity to Winco. Well naturally that meant taking the whole gang grocery shopping. Not an appetizing thought. Dragging everyone down isle after isle, constantly saying no to requests to get things that they know perfectly well NEVER come into our kitchen. Sounds fun, huh? So I decided to give Russell and Autumn an assignment. I wrote them a list -
something for your bathroom
a side dish to go with tuna melts
something from the meat dept.
Then I gave them the rules - you must work together to decide what to buy, you need to complete your list and you have exactly 20 bucks to do it with. Good luck. We sent them off with the list and a shopping cart. Right away they started making plans as to what they would buy first. Russell said they needed to prioritize and started with the things they needed. We saw them several times throughout the store. Stopping, talking to each other, adding things up on Russell's cell phone calculator. At one point we saw them and they had a huge roll of cookie dough and two boxes of cereal, but no meat. Hmmmm.... I commented on that and they started talking about not having enough money for meat. Ok, I said. I wanted them to figure it out and see what they came up with. In the end they put back several items and replaced with other things. When it was totaled up it came to 17 and some change. Pretty good!! On the way home I asked them what was the hardest part and Russell said, 'putting back the cookie dough'. Autumn wanted to know why I had them do that. Let's see, besides it being a great lesson in teamwork, navigating a grocery store, budgeting, sticking to a list, menu planning and making wise food choices? It was darn fun watching my two increasingly independent kids wander through the store with a cart trying to make critical choices like whether or not to take the cookie dough home.
So what did they get??
for their bathroom - shampoo, conditioner, bodywash ( good choice on the budget brand)
a side dish to go with tuna melts - pickles and tomato soup
something frozen - monkey bread and popsicles
cereal - apple jacks
something from the meat dept - brats
bonus: they had enough money left to get buns for the brats, autumn a drink and russell a pack of gum.
I'm proud of my smart shoppers! I have visions of Russell driving him and Autumn to the store with my list and a determined amount of money and coming home with wise choices and not poptarts and soda.