Friday, May 28, 2010

The Sacred Meeting Replica Knife Collection

We just got this AWESOME offer in the mail. 

Honestly, who would not want this piece of art?  And it even comes with the buffalo display skull FREE!  Look at that wolf detail on the skull.  Just beautiful.  And it's only two easy payments of $19.99.... for EACH KNIFE!  What a deal.  It's a magnificent fifteen inches tall, too!

Books, Bikes, and Bites

I have read about twenty-five books in the last six weeks.  Maybe twenty-six.  Thank goodness for friends who lend/send me books.  I've got about ten left to go before I return the borrowed books.  I read two today.  One made me laugh.  The other made me on the edge of my seat, but I didn't fall off somehow.  Do you have any good books to recommend to me once I finish my little stack?  I need something to do since it appears that I'm going to be dizzy forever.  (No, I don't have any useful results, but I am just giving up hope of being stable ever again.  Like I ever was anway!)

I finally got a recumbent bike today.  I tried it out, and I did not fall off.  I burned 300 calories.  Then I ate a huge meatball sub with no vegetables. 

My five-year-old has been biting and pinching and scratching his siblings!  What do I do with a kid that old who is doing stuff like that?  Nothing is working, and I am going a little crazy!  He is so sweet some of the time, but when he is mad/sad/scared/lonely/tired/hungry/bored/etc., he just goes crazy, and I am out of solutions. 

Also, Bill lost six pounds on a "miracle diet".  Maybe I should have tried harder to catch what he and Preston had.  Then I wouldn't still be one stomach flu away from my ideal weight.  Then maybe I could fit into my cute jeans instead of my fat-ish jeans.  I'm still blaming Europe for having amazing pastries, even if it was over a year ago.  No, I don't actually think I'm fat, but my kids have been asking if I have a baby in my tummy, and that's never a good sign, especially when I don't. 

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Skinny Jeans

I don't get skinny jeans.  They don't actually make regular sized people look more attractive.  I can see the benefit for designers, though.  They save money by using less fabric, but they can still charge the same price for the pants.  Are you a fan of skinny jeans?  I'm not, but maybe if I watch HSN enough, I will be convinced of their merits by Serena Williams.  (I have never actually watched HSN, but I just read an article about her selling 1900 pairs of skinny jeans in ten minutes.)  Maybe I'll become a fan one day, one day when my booty shrinks to skinny jean size.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

My Latest Test

I got to go through two hours of awesomeness today.  I mean, what could be better than someone shooting cold and hot water into my ears to see what my reaction is, while I am hooked up to electrodes?  (My reaction was intense dizziness, if you were wondering.)  He also made me follow dots on a screen for a while.  But while he was shooting the cold and hot water into my ears, he made me A) count backwards from 100 by two's, B) say a girl's name for every letter of the alphabet, C) say a boy's name for every letter of the alphabet, D) count to 102 by three's, E) name all of the vegetables in our garden, F) name all of the fruits we would find at a fruit stand in Perry, G) name all of the towns in Box Elder County, and H) Name all the stores I like to shop at.  I didn't do very well on most of those.  I think he was trying to distract me from my dizziness so I wouldn't lose my lunch and mess up the test.  Anyway, all I know for sure is that my balance is asymmetrical, which I already thought was the case.  But at least I didn't fall off the table. 

And I got some cute Tulle clothes in the mail today.  I held up a dress in front of me, and Preston said, "Ooh, Mama.  You look beautiful."  Then I tried one of the shirts on, and he said, "You look so pretty, Mama."  I don't know what he thinks he'll get by complimenting me, but I like it....

Avery is a little bit scary sometimes.  She came running at me, saying, "This is going to be so much fun!"  Then she jumped on me.  It was not fun.  It hurt. 

She is also sweet.  I was going kind of crazy yesterday not being able to get out of bed, and I said something to the effect of, "What I am going to have to do to feel better?"  I was mostly talking to myself.  (I did say that I was going crazy...)  She responded, "I know what will help!  Kisses will help you!  I can give you a bunch of kisses, and then you'll feel better.  That's a good idea.  Kisses are a good idea to help you."  I like her kind of ideas.