So last week, I hit a 10 lb weight loss, the first real "celebration station" since consciously deciding to modify my Ms. Piggy status & diet for real. This is as opposed to wishing & hoping that you'll be like all those people who told you, "Oh, honey, don't worry, you'll just lose all sorts of weight when you nurse...you can eat anything you want! I just horked anything down when I was nursing and STILL lost so much weight they had to hospitalize me! Giggle!" ....and then you go and eat your weight in chocolate & wonder why you can't pull your fat jeans over your dimpled thighs. I'm not bitter.
So...anyway, rejoice with me, I have lost the pounds that I had found. Some of them anyway. It's a good start. I've been exercising at least 1/2 an hour every day on our precore machine &, you know, just trying to do the salad thing & stay away from the Evil Sweets of Satan.
On a related note...it's funny, but I'm feeling better and better about myself and my body as it begins to look worse & worse. When I was in my early 20s and just about as beautiful as I'll ever be, I was INCREDIBLY self-conscious & had all sorts of self-loathing. And now I look back at those pics & say, WHAT WAS I THINKING? It's sad, really. There was so much mileage there that I never used. And now that I'm wrinkled and sagged and completely unrecognizable to my old friends, I feel quite good about myself. Ha. I think I still look hot sometimes. Not because anybody but my husband tells me this, I just believe it. I think this is actually a step in the right direction for a Rudow girl.
And no, I will not post a before and after picture. I'm not THAT confident.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Greens, greens, the magical fruit
I'll tell you what, you haven't lived until you've pretended to be salad.
The following conversation occured during my simultaneous viewing of Grey's Anatomy, listening for the baby, who, of course would not stay asleep because Grey's Anatomy was on, and trying to "tune in" to my 3 year old son:
Dis is my Magit Stick! RAAHHHH!
(He brandishes a small green plastic drumstick, broken in the middle.)
I will turn you into....
A LION!!
I dutifully roar and look fierce while following Meredith's love life.
Now I will turn you into a....
SHARK!!!
Does this phase me? Not at all. My shark impersonations are well rehearsed. I snap and flip my fins.
And now you will be.....
Salad!
Hmmm. That was unexpected. I sort of contort myself and strike a pose, not unlike a petrified person in the last stages of muscle spasm, very salad-like.
He laughs delightedly.
The following conversation occured during my simultaneous viewing of Grey's Anatomy, listening for the baby, who, of course would not stay asleep because Grey's Anatomy was on, and trying to "tune in" to my 3 year old son:
Dis is my Magit Stick! RAAHHHH!
(He brandishes a small green plastic drumstick, broken in the middle.)
I will turn you into....
A LION!!
I dutifully roar and look fierce while following Meredith's love life.
Now I will turn you into a....
SHARK!!!
Does this phase me? Not at all. My shark impersonations are well rehearsed. I snap and flip my fins.
And now you will be.....
Salad!
Hmmm. That was unexpected. I sort of contort myself and strike a pose, not unlike a petrified person in the last stages of muscle spasm, very salad-like.
He laughs delightedly.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Hmmmm
Here's an article from Slate that I thought would be interesting to some of you. I know, you probably don't have time or the interest in reading it, and if you don't, I won't hit you...har har. But I thot it was good & brings out a lot of true points. I will post a few key quotes from it, and if you want to read it all, click here. I do sometimes use the old smackeroo, but I'm wondering. I sure don't feel like a good parent, usually, when I do. And I think it's true that it leads to increased anger & bad angry/abusive reactions when a "hit" child becomes a parent themselves. What do you think?
Spare the Rod
Despite the rise of the timeout and other nonphysical forms of punishment, most American parents hit, pinch, shake, or otherwise lay violent hands on their youngsters: 63 percent of parents physically discipline their 1- to 2-year-olds, and 85 percent of adolescents have been physically punished by their parents.
The science also shows that corporal punishment is like smoking: It's a rare human being who can refrain from stepping up from a mild, relatively harmless dose to an excessive and harmful one. Three cigarettes a month won't hurt you much, and a little smack on the behind once a month won't harm your child. But who smokes three cigarettes a month? To call corporal punishment addictive would be imprecise, but there's a strong natural tendency to escalate the frequency and severity of punishment. More than one-third of all parents who start out with relatively mild punishments end up crossing the line drawn by the state to define child abuse: hitting with an object, harsh and cruel hitting, and so on. Children, endowed with wonderful flexibility and ability to learn, typically adapt to punishment faster than parents can escalate it, which helps encourage a little hitting to lead to a lot of hitting. And, like frequent smoking, frequent corporal punishment has serious, well-proven bad effects.
The negative effects on children include increased aggression and noncompliance—the very misbehaviors that most often inspire parents to hit in the first place—as well as poor academic achievement, poor quality of parent-child relationships, and increased risk of a mental-health problem (depression or anxiety, for instance). High levels of corporal punishment are also associated with problems that crop up later in life, including diminished ability to control one's impulses and poor physical-health outcomes (cancer, heart disease, chronic respiratory disease). Plus, there's the effect of increasing parents' aggression, and don't forget the consistent finding that physical punishment is a weak strategy for permanently changing behavior.
Anyway, you should read the whole thing. It's interesting.
Spare the Rod
Despite the rise of the timeout and other nonphysical forms of punishment, most American parents hit, pinch, shake, or otherwise lay violent hands on their youngsters: 63 percent of parents physically discipline their 1- to 2-year-olds, and 85 percent of adolescents have been physically punished by their parents.
The science also shows that corporal punishment is like smoking: It's a rare human being who can refrain from stepping up from a mild, relatively harmless dose to an excessive and harmful one. Three cigarettes a month won't hurt you much, and a little smack on the behind once a month won't harm your child. But who smokes three cigarettes a month? To call corporal punishment addictive would be imprecise, but there's a strong natural tendency to escalate the frequency and severity of punishment. More than one-third of all parents who start out with relatively mild punishments end up crossing the line drawn by the state to define child abuse: hitting with an object, harsh and cruel hitting, and so on. Children, endowed with wonderful flexibility and ability to learn, typically adapt to punishment faster than parents can escalate it, which helps encourage a little hitting to lead to a lot of hitting. And, like frequent smoking, frequent corporal punishment has serious, well-proven bad effects.
The negative effects on children include increased aggression and noncompliance—the very misbehaviors that most often inspire parents to hit in the first place—as well as poor academic achievement, poor quality of parent-child relationships, and increased risk of a mental-health problem (depression or anxiety, for instance). High levels of corporal punishment are also associated with problems that crop up later in life, including diminished ability to control one's impulses and poor physical-health outcomes (cancer, heart disease, chronic respiratory disease). Plus, there's the effect of increasing parents' aggression, and don't forget the consistent finding that physical punishment is a weak strategy for permanently changing behavior.
Anyway, you should read the whole thing. It's interesting.
Monday, September 22, 2008
On site Emmy update
So I'm looking at the Emmy red carpet pictures & Noah is with me, looking too. I see this pic. of Eva Longoria Parker and I say to him,
"She's pretty, huh?"
"Lup" (Yup)
"But why her got her pants off?"
Why indeed.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Just call me post girl/Noah part II
Wow, I'm sure a shiner poster the last few days. Maybe it's because I need a boost & it's so nice to read the feedback.
Anyhoo, I thought of a few more Noah funnies for your Friday. Enjoy!
-He has made up another word, "Paj". Rhymes with "Taj" like the Taj Mahal. Where is this from? No idea. But this is how it came about: Jeff and I always talk like a house afire when he gets back from work, telling stuff from the day, etc. Noah doesn't like this because he wants Daddy's attention. So he'll often come up to either of us & say, "I have a secret!!" And of course, we'll stop and say, "Ok, what is it?" all conspiratorilly. (Is that a word?) And, because, of course again, he DOESN'T have a secret, he whispers in our ear, "PAJ PAJ PAJ PAJ POSH". The other day he asked me,
"Mama, what does Paj mean?"
"I have no idea, you made it up."
Pause....then ,
"Oh"
Light of comprehension dawning.
-Another thing he'll do to get attention is, when we're talking, he'll hold up his hand all straight, fingers tightly together in the traditional "stop" handsign, come right up into our faces and say,
"No, no no. Let me read this one."
Which means he wants to talk.
Again, where does he get these things?
Anyhoo, I thought of a few more Noah funnies for your Friday. Enjoy!
-He has made up another word, "Paj". Rhymes with "Taj" like the Taj Mahal. Where is this from? No idea. But this is how it came about: Jeff and I always talk like a house afire when he gets back from work, telling stuff from the day, etc. Noah doesn't like this because he wants Daddy's attention. So he'll often come up to either of us & say, "I have a secret!!" And of course, we'll stop and say, "Ok, what is it?" all conspiratorilly. (Is that a word?) And, because, of course again, he DOESN'T have a secret, he whispers in our ear, "PAJ PAJ PAJ PAJ POSH". The other day he asked me,
"Mama, what does Paj mean?"
"I have no idea, you made it up."
Pause....then ,
"Oh"
Light of comprehension dawning.
-Another thing he'll do to get attention is, when we're talking, he'll hold up his hand all straight, fingers tightly together in the traditional "stop" handsign, come right up into our faces and say,
"No, no no. Let me read this one."
Which means he wants to talk.
Again, where does he get these things?
Orange?
I don't know if I'm diggin on this day-glo orange look. Is it searing your eyeballs, oh gentle reader, or is it lifting your spirits?
Ok, got it
Orange Atumnal-ness it is.
Noah update:
Newest phrase is "I have no affession for that." What does this mean? Is he saying affection? Confession? He says it all the time. He incorporates it into his made-up songs, ie:
"The grass is green
And I don't know like it,
I have no affession
For that"
etc.
Noah update:
Newest phrase is "I have no affession for that." What does this mean? Is he saying affection? Confession? He says it all the time. He incorporates it into his made-up songs, ie:
"The grass is green
And I don't know like it,
I have no affession
For that"
etc.
Help
Dude, what am I doing to this blog? I can't get these nice backgrounds to match the templates for the script. ARRRGGHH! Keep checking, we may have upwards of 20 new background/script combos TODAY ONLY.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Pix
I thought there was a strange resemblence here to Lucius Malfoy. The hair is actually lighter in the sun. Tuesday, September 9, 2008
My new 'do'
So I got my hair done last weekend, my bi-annual hair splurge. About once every 6 months my hair gets so ragged & nasty & grown out that I have to gird up my loins and tell Jeff to fork over some money, honey, to have it done. I found this nice little place that did it for only $60, which is a very good price. The guy took his time & did a good job. The only thing is, I told him "really blonde", and now I think I look a little like Lucius Malfoy from Harry Potter, only maybe with not such great bone structure.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
A thing of beauty
So it was Jeff's birthday on the 1st of September. Happy Birthday, Beauty! (In case you're wondering, we both call each other Beauty as a nickname. Original, huh? Also, quite optimistic.)
Anyway, I sure love you honey. Have a wonderful year being 36, and may all your dreams & asperations come true for you this year. You're my "Thing of Beauty and joy forever". I love you!
Also, my Grandpa Larry had a birthday yesterday. Happy Birthday, Grandpa. I hope you read this blog & that it helps to make up for the abominable way in which I do/do not keep up with you in other ways. Sorry about that, I've always been slack with writing & calling. But I love & miss you & hope you're keeping well.
Anyway, I sure love you honey. Have a wonderful year being 36, and may all your dreams & asperations come true for you this year. You're my "Thing of Beauty and joy forever". I love you!
Also, my Grandpa Larry had a birthday yesterday. Happy Birthday, Grandpa. I hope you read this blog & that it helps to make up for the abominable way in which I do/do not keep up with you in other ways. Sorry about that, I've always been slack with writing & calling. But I love & miss you & hope you're keeping well.
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