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Thursday, June 4th, 2009random thoughts….
Thursday, May 21st, 20091. I saw this online today and I’m wondering if this is a better option for me than trying to get personal wireless installed whereever i live in South America. definitely more mobile and less red tape. and since it supports my belief in universal wireless, I’m a fan. Have I mentioned lately how excited I am to be heading south soon?
2. I am starting to think the pigeons have a personal vendetta against me. The first time one pooped on the doorhandle of my car could be coincidence but a second time two days later? I think they must have heard me when I said they were the “rats of the sky.”
3. and a little something more for you…How does that child not fall over from the sheer weight of that head, those ears and hair, bib, and everything else on top?
monkey lovin’
Wednesday, February 25th, 2009Becky’s been kind of cooped up in the house so I demanded! generously offered to babysit. I will take any opportunity to get that child to myself.
The really think I’ve developed an addiction to her. I have to keep reminding myself that everyone else isn’t taking the same crazy pills as me and that they aren’t utterly convinced that she is the most perfect baby in the world. (It’s totally true and I’ll defend it to the end!) They don’t want to hear about how she learned how to suck on her fingers and not her whole hand now, isn’t she aMAZING?!!!!
BUT I DON’T CARE. My baby is perfect. I’m going to talk about her. And I’m going to post about her. So. Expect hordes and hordes of baby photos very soon.
Friday, February 20th, 2009
I joined the gym about a week ago. There’s a tiny little gym about a block from my house that costs way too much. In order to justify the ridiculous cost of a NYC gym, I swore I would go. For whatever reason, I’ve been going with a dedication matched only by the religious fervor of my youth. I’ve been 9 out of the last 10 days and instead of dreading it like normal, i’m loving it. My blood sugar is more stable than it has been in months. I have more energy. I’m on a more normal sleep schedule. And I feel hot. Really hot. I’m hoping this isn’t just the honeymoon stage and that I can keep it going.
Sometimes when I’m on the treadmill or the elliptical machine, I pretend that that smiley trainer guy from The Biggest Loser is cheering me on. (I only watch that show because Becky makes me, I SWEAR.) I hear him in my head, hollaring at me. “30 more SECONDS, KL! FINISH STRONG!” And of course, I’m totally the biggest loser and all the other overweight contestants are in awe of my focus and passion.
