Wiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!

So....I love the wii fit.  LOVE IT!  I have been doing it pretty regularly, and I have lost almost a pound.  I know...it's not much, but it's a start.  I gained a little, about seven pounds, between Thanksgiving and New Years, so I am working really hard to lose that.  I am also making an effort to eat a little better, and as soon as we get back into a routine around here, I am going to start dieting.  I don't remember if I mentioned this anywhere...maybe on FB...but they did away with Bob's position at work.  That means no more set hours, no more weekends off.  He will go back to working different hours all the time, and he's kind of stressing about it.  I think it will be a good thing.  Right now, as much as I like him being home in the evenings and weekends, we never have time for just us.  With these new hours, we may actually have more time to spend together, which is going to be nice.

Anyway, back to the wii fit.  I have been trying to do different things every day, but the one think I always do is the step routine.  I do it for thirty minutes, and then spend another thirty minutes boxing, or doing kung fu...oh, and they have this obstacle course that is kicking my ass, but I love it!  I am usually dripping with sweat by the time I finish, which is great.  There is actually a site dedicated to moms who are losing weight with the wii, and I think I might join in on some of the forums and see what other moms are saying.  I have a hard time putting myself out there, though, which is shocking, right, since I have so many blogs....but it's the one on one that I have problems with.  I want to stay motivated, though, and finally get some of this weight off.  Losing the 50 pounds over a year ago and keeping it off is a huge accomplishment for me.  It tells me that I am finally learning how to keep it off instead of gaining it all, plus some, back.  So, I am encouraged that if I lose more, I will be able to keep that off too.  Fingers crossed, right?

I have also been having issues with my dang wisdom tooth again.  This time, though, I have decided to go have it pulled.  We have already filed our taxes, and our money should be in within the next two weeks, so I will finally have the money to have it removed.  Now I just need the guts to do it.  I am such a chicken.  Plus, I know any dentist who looks in my mouth will know it's been many, many years since the last time I've been.  I don't want to be judged, I just want to be pain free. 

We didn't end up going to therapy last week because of the snow, but we did go today.  Elizabeth asked Bob how he was doing since his dad's death, and to be honest, he's been okay.  He had a moment Sunday when he got upset, and I knew that something was bothering him.  Turns out, it was my dad and his friend Duane's dad.  Let me back up...Friday night, I was on facebook, when all of a sudden my computer was attacked, and when all was said and done, I could not get on the internet.  I called my dad for help, and he told me to run scans and stuff, but nothing worked.  So Saturday morning, he called and asked if I wanted him to come look at it.  Of course I said yes, and within thirty minutes he had me back online.  My dad rocks.  Then later that afternoon, he went to help his friend do something for his dad, and seeing them interact, on top of seeing my dad come and rescue me, upset him because he never had that kind of relationship with his dad, and now he never has the opportunity to.  I told him that he can't change the past, but he can continue his awesome relationship with Ryan, and know that there will never be a day when Ryan feels about him how he feels about his dad.  Make sense?

But, other than that, he has been doing really well.  And I think I have rambled enough.  Time to go check facebook and then call it a night.  Hope you all had a good one.

A Picture Of Me. Kind Of.

Last night we had Ryan's annual Halloween/Birthday party.  We had about 23 kids (that's counting two babies) and 11 adults, so it was a pretty full house.

And I had a ball!

For the first time in a long time, I actually dressed up.  I sprayed my hair black (I hated the texture, but loved the color!), put on some sparkly makeup (I NEVER wear makeup) and donned my little purple witch hat.  Check out the picture...I looked pretty hot! lol! I was told by several people that my hair looked really good that color.  I don't think I would have the nerve to permanently dye it black, though.

There was lots of good food and great company.  The kids played games, hit a pinata, bobbed for apples, and kind of just hung out.  There were six little kids (between five and eight) who just ran around outside in the dark thinking they were hot shit.  It was great.  One of them (my friends grandson) came up to me and told me it was the best party he had ever been to.

Yeah, that was awesome.

I was a little taken aback by a couple of people, though.  One parent called for directions and to make sure the party was going to have adult supervision, and when I said yes, she asked if her daughter could come too.  What could I say?  I said yes, and then she told me the daughter was 7.  Um, it's a party for a 15 year old boy, and you want your young daughter to come?  Is it just me or does that sound a little ballsy to you?  I honestly didn't know what to say, so I said sure, send her along.  Turns out, Brandi knew the girl from school, so it worked out, but really.  I would never ask such a thing.

Then, the girl who lives behind us came over early, and asked if two of her friends could come, too.  Kids I didn't know.  Kasi said she met them and they were nice, so I told her to ask Ryan since it was his party.  Again, is it just me, or was that ballsy?  Turns out that those three girls got ticked when they didn't win the costume contest prizes, so they kind of yelled at Junior and went home.  I told Kasi never to invite them to anything else, ever again. 

But all in all, it was a great night.