tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60172112023-11-15T08:46:56.896-08:00JenerationsBusy Mom began blogging between diaper changes and toddler tantrums; comes back 2 and a half years later to blog about the same boring stuffUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-42215934805254119502007-02-23T08:34:00.000-08:002007-02-23T08:39:58.282-08:00Weigh in126.6.Really bummed about that. Only a few days left in Phase 1, and in past successful SBDs I've been down 10 or more pounds. I have not cheated the smallest lick of anything, either. Hoping if I stick with it I'll get that "whoosh" people talk about, but for now I'm really depressed. It's been a lot of cooking, chopping, stirring, frying, grilling, mixing, blending, a LOT of dish washing, a lotUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-36349002818965666162007-02-19T21:11:00.000-08:002007-02-19T21:18:24.457-08:00Weigh cool, babyHave not eaten my arm yet, nor the temptingly delicious can of chocolate frosting, minus only a few knifefulls used for ToddlErations' valentines cookies, that sits so smarmily on the door shelf of the fridge. MistErations and I are counting the days until our glass of red wine (7!) and I have carefully planned London Broil for the evening before because it requires one-half cup of red wine, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-55255517665859356162007-02-17T15:48:00.000-08:002007-02-17T15:49:50.497-08:00RequestIf you are reading this (and are not my husband), please have a glass of wine this evening. I have been concerned that with MistErations and I being on this diet, the surplussage of wine in the world will cause a crash in the market.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-83948453304988718622007-02-15T14:08:00.000-08:002007-02-15T14:20:19.953-08:00The South Pee DietI forgot how much the South Beach Diet makes you pee. Starting on Day 1, you can forget about getting a solid night's sleep because somewhere between midnight and 3 a.m., you'll be making your sleepy (and perilous, if you have toy-dropping midgets in your house) way to the loo. Amazing to me that even a single day on the diet can change your metabolism so much - it doesn't seem all that differentUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-19688327769864357082007-02-12T20:19:00.000-08:002007-02-12T21:24:40.725-08:00Miss me?OK, so I think I got up to get a snack or something 2 and a half years ago and lost my way back to the computer. I hope it's a testament to the South Beach Diet that I'm back to extol its virtues and whine about eggs and cheese sticks for the next two weeks. MistErations and I do the 'Beach once a year, to lose about 15 pounds that slowly comes back over the course of the year and then do it all Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1092893658196915662004-08-18T22:13:00.000-07:002004-08-19T07:07:51.493-07:00Things I learned from someone I never metPicking up the mail today, I noticed one envelope standing out from the rest. Rather than a bland white business-sized envelope holding my current bill - excuse me, "statement" - it was bright red and the size that would hold a greeting card. Except it appeared to be empty, light as a feather. I examined it carefully. My husband's and my name were hand-lettered over our address. No return Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1086638754791590952004-06-07T12:21:00.000-07:002004-06-07T13:18:08.060-07:00UnpluggedI read in the paper this weekend that our local basic cable was going up from $39 a month to $43. Basic cable! Now you know I am all for saving money, and even $39 a month for the crap that streams into our house via that box was bugging me. This latest increase was the last straw. I called Comcast this morning and cancelled our cable. Completely. Didn't take their offer to discount my billUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1084910883676828052004-05-18T13:03:00.000-07:002004-05-18T13:08:03.676-07:00Darndest ThingsMy 3 year old likes to tell "apple jokes". Usually they go something like this: "Why did the monster eat the apple?" "Because it was hungry!" [uproarious laughter] or "How did the apple get in the monster?" "The monster ate it!" [snort snort giggle giggle]. But she actually told one the other day that made me laugh.
3 year old: "Apple!" (long pause)
Me: "Oh, is that an apple joke?"
3 year oldUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1083709192551164882004-05-04T15:17:00.000-07:002004-05-04T15:23:42.293-07:00Weigh outWell, not doing so hot on the old SBD this time around. Weigh in this morning was 126.5, a whopping 2.5 pounds dropped after suffering a multitude of cheese sticks and turkey roll ups with no bread. I suppose pizza and wine Sunday night didn't help, but I'm just not very motivated. Food is just so darn good.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1083180132683173142004-04-28T12:18:00.000-07:002004-04-28T12:26:28.640-07:00mashed potatoes crusty french bread frosted flakes chocolate chip cookies twix bar brownie new york superfudge chunk salt bagel dried pineapple fettucine alfredo french fries ketchup fudge sauce
Now I have that out of my system. Back to my lunch of chicken breast over lettuce with zero carb ranch dressing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1082995956856165272004-04-26T09:04:00.000-07:002004-04-26T09:16:49.983-07:00Weigh in #1Well, 4 days of South Beach Diet under my (shrinking) belt, and though I never want to see another scrambled egg, I weighed in at 126.8 this morning. It's easier this time around, I am simply having eggs and a home-made turkey sausage patty for breakfast, salad and cheeses/deli meats for lunch and picking a vegetable-rich dinner from the SBD cookbook. Snacks are celery with soft cheese or a Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1082595099287128762004-04-21T17:41:00.003-07:002004-04-21T18:04:24.686-07:00What I'm readingIn an effort to get back on the road to Swimsuit Shape, today I bought The South Beach Diet Cookbook. I've only had a chance to sit down with it long enough to make dinner, but so far, it's very motivational. Though we are not officially back on the diet, I'm making a Phase 2 Oven Fried Chicken with Almonds (still in the oven) and have roasted up a can of garbanzo beans per another recipe. TheUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1081530811923366262004-04-09T09:46:00.000-07:002004-04-09T10:20:39.373-07:00"Good Bye"No, not my blog - I've finally said my goodbye, in a stilted, robot-like male voice, to AOL after nearly 10 years. I have no regrets, I've been meaning to cancel my account for a long time and just kept putting it off, making sure I had changed my email address with absolutely everyone. I've got a free Yahoo! account now and am perfectly happy with it, except for when some numbnut friend of Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1080342791207613882004-03-26T15:01:00.000-08:002004-04-09T10:36:21.483-07:00Catching upWell, I'm back. A sincere thanks to the blog readers who kept checking up on me - both of you. ;-) I promise I won't give up blogging completely without notice, and I'm making an effort to update more often.
What has happened since I last blogged ... Well, I turned 35 over the weekend and had a great celebration. It had all the ingredients of a perfect birthday - massage, kid-free time with the Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1078637029635923122004-03-06T21:09:00.000-08:002004-03-06T21:35:19.030-08:00A case of the bloghsWhy haven't I dropped in to blog? Partly, been busy. Being a mother of 2 little ones, something simple like a dentist appointment can kill all the free time you have in an entire day. So last week, an extra work day at my daughter's co-operative preschool, a dentist appointment and being a little under the weather basically took up my entire week. Oh wait, during nap time one day, I peed, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1077658540411464772004-02-24T13:34:00.000-08:002004-02-24T13:42:37.576-08:00A Half-Day in the LifeI love reading blogs because they let me get in someone else's skin for a while. Jump on in mine for half a day. You might want to wear your grubby jeans and bring some hand wipes.
4:15 a.m. Wake up to baby crying. Cringe in bed with husband while baby "cries it out". We are determined to unspoil him, as we have created a bad habit of wee hour milk cocktail parties.
4:35 a.m. Baby goes Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1076797137204164752004-02-14T14:13:00.000-08:002004-02-14T14:21:31.670-08:00Roll over, boyLast night we were getting ready to take the kids for ice cream after dinner when our across-the-street neighbor, Jon, dropped by with his energetic new puppy. They looked cute coming across the street, 6-foot-4 Jon and this tiny fuzzy puppy. It was hard to tell who was more excited, the children or the dog, as the kids were squealing and the puppy was jumping in circles and licking everything.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1076392066128132732004-02-09T21:33:00.000-08:002004-02-09T21:51:38.153-08:00Say anythingMy husband reads my blog. Normally this is a good thing, it is always nice to have a reader. If a writer writes in the forest and no one is there to read it, should she really be folding laundry instead? Tonight he flipped his laptop shut with a snort - "You haven't updated your blog." Then he went to bed. So here I am, thinking of something, anything, to push that silly Quizilla entry down Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1075935387495891782004-02-04T14:53:00.000-08:002004-02-04T16:48:26.746-08:00Raising the barAlways striving for a higher level of nerdiness, I have outdone myself today by creating my own quiz at Quizilla, based on my strange infatuation with the Fisher Price Little People of my childhood, and yours, if you are say, between 25 and 40. I'm the Queen, but since I made the quiz, it should be obvious that I cheated.
Here are your results, your Majesty, and sorry tokeep you waiting - you're Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1075917912044456122004-02-04T10:01:00.000-08:002004-02-04T11:51:02.356-08:00And they were Googled here ... To the person(s) who occasionally stumble upon my site looking for a recipe for Praram Tofu: If you find one, please let me know. My peanut sauce addiction is costing us a small fortune and I can't seem to make it like our local Thai restaurant.To the person searching for "blog Jen hand me down T-shirts": Huh?
Sorry for whining about the comments the other day. I wish I hadn't.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1075754972605251502004-02-02T12:42:00.000-08:002004-02-02T12:51:50.000-08:00One hand clappingHave you ever been at a party or a work function, in a little group 4 or 5 people you don't know and when you finally get up the nerve to say something, everyone falls silent? Or, you're stuck giving one of those get-up-in-front-of-the-class type speeches, the kind that make your heart race and your mouth go dry, and you start off with a joke - and nobody laughs?
That's kind of how it feels to Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1075263366621375432004-01-27T20:08:00.000-08:002004-01-28T19:05:07.653-08:00Or I could get around to shaving my legsNext new episode of Queer Eye is February 17th???. What will I do Tuesday nights until then? Maybe this quiz to see which of the Fab 5 is my type. Results for me: Hottie Kyan: Grooming Guru
Which Member from Queer Eye for the Straight Guy is your type? brought to you by QuizillaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1075178979640836762004-01-26T20:45:00.000-08:002004-01-26T20:54:13.186-08:00I ♥ blogsI have said it before - I love the way blogs let you get inside someone else's skin. I'm a Mom of 2 in California; today I made peanut butter sandwiches, changed 7 diapers and did a Princess jigsaw puzzle. But now I know what it's like to be an armored guard meeting the dumbest person in North Carolina.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1075136836473983272004-01-26T08:59:00.001-08:002004-01-26T09:10:01.310-08:00Everybody's a comedianI love Google's ads and "related searches" box above, that changes depending on whichever blog entry it has just spidered. Last week at bedtime, as I was about to go off to carb-starved sleep, I noticed the Box suggesting that those reading my blog might enjoy related searches for "pancakes" and "macaroni and cheese".
Et tu, Google?
Today, as I sit here in my $22 Old Navy jeans and $9.99 Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6017211.post-1075131804612338312004-01-26T07:36:00.000-08:002004-01-26T07:45:32.340-08:00The hardest partWe are still waiting for news about my mother. She finally got biopsy and blood test results back last week, and ... they were negative, which would indicate no disease. Good news? Well, maybe, if it could possibly be true. Given her symptoms, and circumstances surrounding the lab procedures, the doctors are not hopeful that the results are accurate. She goes back for more testing this week.
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