Return to the Fold

Hi Kids...

I know it's been a while, but I'm back blogging.

Twitter is awesome and all, but sometimes, I have far more to talk about than will just fit in 140 characters.  Because as most of you remember, I can talk for DAYS. :)

So fully expect more pictures of the kids (Short Stack and Chuck) and Chef (my fiance) and whinging about the future in-laws and about my family (the Dearests) and probably some talk about roller derby (of course) and knitting and other exciting troubles I get into on occasion.

Oh, and I'll probably have to talk about wedding planning every once in a while....I keep forgetting I have to do one of those fairly soon.

Tweightloss = FAIL

I have failed this week....and it's my own damned fault.

I ate a whole bunch of crap this week, but worked out a whole lot. Thought maybe those would cancel each other out, but apparently not. My weight loss logic = FTL. (Or maybe FTG? ha ha ha)

Anyway, so this week, no more soda. I had 3 sodas in the past week, and all in one day. Ugh.

More working out. I've worked up to a half hour (at least) of "Wii workout" at least 5 days a week (and usually every day), and a walk during the day. I want to work up to at least an hour of working out 5 days a week.

I'm joining the referee squad for the Bellingham Roller Betties and that should be a good 2 hours of cardio a week...and possibly joining a Stroller Strides class 2 days a week, which is another 2 hours per session of cardio.

Hopefully, I can un-derail this freight train (ha!) and get it back on track and lose the 10 pounds I want by my birthday......February 12th.

Tweightloss

I need to lose weight.

Shocker, I know. A lot of people say they need to lose weight around the New Year.

I just had a baby (Chuck, who will be 10 weeks tomorrow!) and was pretty close to being back to my "starting weight" shortly after she was born. However, that number was pretty high to begin with.

222 lbs. I'm 5'9". That's not a good weight for me, in any capacity.

So I, along with a bunch of my Twitter peeps, are starting what we're calling #tweightloss. We're operating under the "To Each His/Her Own" principle, so there's no rules, other than if you join, you want to lose weight.

Here's how I'm playing:

1. I'm posting my weight weekly on Twitter, and probably also here. Knowing that someone else knows how much I truly weigh helps me. I can't explain it, but there you go.
2. Getting up off my butt. It's really easy, especially with a baby, to sit around and do nothing all day long. I'm planning 15+ minutes of exercise 5 days a week for 2 weeks, then 30+ minutes 5 days a week after that. I'm joining a strollercize class so I can meet other moms around here too (which kills two birds with one stone, since I'm so very lonely up here by myself with the Overlord in my face 24-7.)
3. Cutting out the sugar and the junk food and the fast food. I've already gone through the kitchen and boxed up all the crap to put in the guest room so it's not readily available when I go searching for a snack. We also bought some fiber bars (that don't taste gross, it's pretty nice) and some vegan "granola" bars made with pumpkin seeds and dried fruit and such.
   
4. Changing the way I eat. I'm engaged to a chef, for chrissake. Yet I eat a lot of ready-to-eat crap from the freezer or fast food. He's offered to work up some meal plans with me, and we'll get some recipes thrown up here for quick and nutritious meals :)

That's pretty much it for me - when I get some more time and Chuck isn't screaming at the top of her lungs (like she is right now), I'll get a participant list posted. Leave a comment if you're interested in joining us - we might be able to get some cool prizes to give away if we get lots of people!

xoxox

ps - for someone else's Tweightloss plan, check Ardell's post here

Birthdays and Christmas and Greed

Short Stack's birthday is the 15th of December. He was due the 30th of November, but that's beside the point.

Every year, we have the discussion whether we want to celebrate on his actual natal day, or if we want to postpone until after the holidays...and we always end up doing both.

Somehow, The Dearests think this saves money. :)

This year, we just had a simple dinner at Red Robin (which involved the birthday song and Short Stack asking if they'd sing it again...and them singing it for him 3 times) and opened presents.

He made out pretty well, 2 video games, a Spy Gear kit (with fingerprint kit, so now he'll know if I touch his stuff) and a board game. He opened all of them and then was looking around....he wanted to know where the rest of his presents were.

I explained there were no more and that what he got was super cool...that seemed to do the trick. (I have long since abandoned the "some kids don't get anything" bit, as he lives in a place where children routinely get jetskis and such for birthdays.)

We did purchase a few gifts for Toys for Tots....When he gets a little bigger, we'll be volunteering for some local charities.

How do you handle greed in your family?

I'm back. From what, I don't know.

So it's been a super long time since I blogged...mostly because I got rid of my Sidekick, and living with "The Overlord" (Chef's mom) means that I use her internet connection, and she's blocked BlogSpot. Damn. So here's a recap of the World of Mia Cupcake:

• I live with Chef, his mother (The Overlord), his dad (Her Minion), our daughter (Chuckita Norris, or Chuck for short) and about 7 zillion animals.
• Chef and I got engaged, shortly after Chuck was born in late October.
• Short Stack (my 10 year old son from a prior relationship) is living with my parents, The Dearests, in Bellevue (just outside of Seattle) until he finishes school this year, then he's moving up to Bellingham.
  
• I need to look for a damned job because we need to get the hell out of The Overlord's house.

If you need more background information, check my Twitter.

Anyhoo, so it looks like snow today, and guess which day this year I decide to get sick? For some reason, I was fine when I went to bed last night, and this morning we all woke up sick. Me, Chuck and Chef.

Fun thing about being a momma though, even if you ARE sick, you don't get to actually BE sick. I have to take care of Chuck and try and block out Chef's whining (he's currently asking me if I'll go get Jameson for him at the likker store....REALLY?) so I don't get to lie in bed and watch half as much trash television as I'd like to. :)

Anyhoo...I'll blog more when I can, Chuck's screaming.

Daily excitement

I should probably blog more, since I am just lying in bed all day, but
it's amazing how little energy I have, since my caloric intake goes
straight to the Fetus.

And yes, I must capitalize Fetus because it's ruling my life right now.
Ha ha ha.

Anyhoo, the excitement never stops here at Chez Babymakers. I spend most
of my day flat on my back, trying not to vomit and watching LIfetime TV.
(I don't watch the movies. Just the Frasier, Will & Grace and Desperate
Housewives reruns.)

Chef works, or entertains me (or goes on grocery store runs) or plays
with his fishtanks.

All in all, probably not something I'd blog about every day....I'll find
something though!

Xoxox

Tired, but that's to be expected...

Hi! Long time, no blog.

There's an explanation for that one...Chef and Short Stack and I will be
welcoming another tiny baker to our midst in about 7 months!

We are all super excited to welcome him/her to our brood....but I would
REALLY like to be done with the morning sickness. It's a little old.

I've been bedridden for a week or so now...hard to keep anything but
grape-flavored Gatorade, water and Triscuits down. Makes for awkward
social situations. :)

So now I have a ton more blog fodder...but I promise this won't turn
into a puke blog.
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I love my job.

My new, extremely analytical boss was in a chatty mood today...so I
asked him if he has any pets....

He says "no. I have Excel."
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Um....the pig story.

WARNING: this story may not be entirely appropriate for work, nor is the
middle part to be read while consuming beverages.

So my friend Jess' mother (have I lost you yet?) is apparently deciding
to rescue dogs now. There have been quite a few puppy mill busts, so
there's plenty of need and she wants to fill it.

Apparently, this all started with a pig. Once upon a time, 8 years ago,
Jess' mom (who we'll just call "Mom" to save time) decided she wanted to
rescue a pig.

A 500 pound pig.

Then she decided she wanted baby pigs. (Yes, I am aware how crazy this
sounds, but hold up PETA, it gets better.)

So she orders "love juice" from a stud catalog....which I envision as
the PlayGirl for pigs. Lots of pictures of daddy pigs with stats and all
sorts of vital info.

I can just imagine explaining THAT to the mailman..."oh yes, mister
mailman, that IS pig sperm, why do you ask?"

So it comes with a "breeding pen" and what we've affectionately called
"The Inseminator".

Nature lesson for you all today, a pig's "man tool" is corkscrew shaped.
Imagine how fun that is.

So! Mom puts pig in the pen and attempts to put the applicator straight
into the....well, you get the idea.

Ps, if it's corkscrew shaped? Won't go straight in.

Pig bucks and destroys the pen. Flips the "love potion" all over the
place, including Mom's mouth, eyes and hair.

Awesome.

She doesn't just do this once, she does it 3 times.

I love Jess' mom for doing something that made me laugh so hard, I
nearly wet my pants.

Happy Saturday for you, my lovelies :)

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Oy Vey

So I passed my massage board exams today! All I have to do now is send
in my paperwork and finish school without flunking this term, or I have
to wait another 3 months to do it all over again.

And that would suck.

The hammies (our teddy bear hamsters, Paterno and Ditka) are far smarter
than we thought, and have discovered a way to get out of the cage. I
looked up while watching television about 10 minutes ago, and see
Paterno shoving stuff up under the loose corner of the cage cover and
finding her way out and onto the floor.

So between them, Rosie the ferret (who is February's "Woozel of the
Month" at www.hugawoozel.com) and Short Stack the 9 year old human boy,
Chef and I are outnumbered and fairly screwed.

And Short Stack has decided he wants a potbellied pig instead of a
dog....thanks Google, for giving my son that piece of information about
pigs being loyal like dogs and easily housetrained. I'll never live that
down.

All in all a good day.....is anybody out there today?
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Sweet mary.

You mean I can actually post blog posts from my phone?

You know I'll be using it to blog from class for the next 4 weeks...you
bet your sweet ass I will. :)
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YAY!

So I realized this morning that I had this blog.

It's been a while.

I'm so used to being on Twitter that I had completely forgotten I could have a conversation with myself in more than 140 characters!

Yet somehow I'm close to being out of words already.....

I'm lassoing this blog and herding it in a direction away from strictly roller derby, since I had to "retire" (if you can call me "retired", since I didn't really ever skate with my team after I got drafted) a few months ago, which REALLY bummed me out (even though it was totally and completely my choice, I'm still sad about it), and I've still been incapable of talking to virtually ANYONE from that world since October. 

Again, the communication hiatus was entirely my choice - like not talking to an ex-boyfriend because you're afraid he'll rope you back into sleeping with him, only without the stupid boys and I don't resent my derby girls for ANYTHING.  Nor do I really want to sleep with any of them.

*ahem*

SO.  I'll talk about pretty much whatever, and if you want to hang out, that's cool and if not, I understand.  Sometimes these blog posts get a little hard for me to read too :)

XOXOX

Mia Cupcake

Testing the mobile blogger

Hey kids,

Just testing to see if the mobile blogger works so I can send pics and
blog from the road

Kisses!
Mia
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