who would have thought!

who would have thought that the scale going down 5 pounds would be so exciting for me! :) I've been telling myself that as long as I'm happy with me, and taking care of myself that I shouldn't be so hard on myself about my weight. I got my gazelle which i haven't had in a long long time, and I've been using it for the last two days since I got it, 20-30 mins. Which isn't much but that's as long as I can get the baby to nap for at a time during the day. AND it's 20-30 mins more than I have been doing. . . . On a different note, the girls were going to take a bath with their Christmas present, a bubble maker. I started the water and went to fasten the strap onto the little machine which wasn't working so I decided I'd just hold the machine on the side of the tub. I poured the right amount of bubble soap into the machine and turned it on. . . and nothing, absolutely nothing. I decided to go online and search for maybe some better advice on how to use it. I found a site and you wouldn't believe the review. They said that the strap wouldn't work, it was to hard to connect (just like mine) it also said that no matter the amount of the bubble soap it still wouldn't work (just like me) it then went on to say that it was one of the biggest disappointments for her kids because of how excited they were and how it didn't work at all. So I took a deep breath and prepared myself to go in and tell the princess it wasn't going to work. As I got into the bathroom, I took another deep breath and then just realized that I wasn't going to tell her, I was gonna make it work!!! I stepped on the machine and pushed the hook of the strap as hard as I could into the back where it was suppose to attach and it finally stuck! Then I turned it on and nothing was happening so I hung the machine from the nozzle of the bathtub and poured some baby shampoo into it. Nothing. I poured some princess shampoo into it. Nothing. Then I filled an empty bottle of shampoo with water and poured it into the machine as well. A few bubbles, and then nothing. I reached out to the bubble maker and rotated it to the side so I could get a better look at the back without taking it off the nozzle. POOF! a million bubbles just came pouring out! It was pretty cool, so I've learned that you have to mix the bubble soap with water, swish it around and then tilt it on it's side to get it started and then it'll be good to go.

Another Day

Today is another day, another day for the good, the bad, the ugly and the amazing. All just depends on what I choose to take from it. Here at the end of the day I'm choosing to take the best. I'm taking the reassured fact of having a mother who is always there, even if she's being a little inconvenienced by my requests/needs. I'm taking the gift of another day with two of the world's most beautiful amazing girls. I'm choosing to think of all the good I have in my life, and all the things I have to be thankful for. I'm choosing to be happy.

something to add

hmm, so I went back to watching the movie, and found myself drifting off in another completely different thought track. There is a scene where Julie and her husband get into a fight and the husband leaves not long after she is shopping for vegetables and he approaches her after being away for I'm assuming a couple days. Once she sees him she becomes very teary eyed and mumbles 'are you back, please say you're back' . . I found my reaction very saddening actually, I wasn't mushy, I didn't do the 'awe' kind of thing. I actually was slightly disgusted, a wee bit angry, possibly jealous and quite a large helping of bitter. That more than proves to me that I have quite a lot to work on.

Far too long

I've been away far too long. I'm hoping to find my way back. Incidently I'm watching the Julia and Julie movie, where she to decides to blog and to set a deadline for herself. It's interesting how I combine food, movie and writing and suddenly feel like I should and could be more productive :) At least in part of my life. . . . . I find my self side tracked with thoughts. How do you take a person who loves to write but is unmotivated and avoids finishing anything that resembles a possible novel. Someone who adores cooking but has no desire to cook in a restaurant and also avoids presenting it to many people other than her children and herself. Someone who bubbles over with craft ideas but doesn't organize or set aside the time to properly work on them. Someone who would love to travel but fears being stranded. Someone who loves to go on drives but invisions the car breaking down whenever they know they will be driving for more than 15 mins straight. Someone who loves animals but doesn't quite know the best way to go about helping them. Someone who loves to sketch out dresses and design unique outfits, but doesn't teach themselves how to go about bringing them to life. Someone who has a love for history and culture but never uses it beyond telling silver lined stories to her 6 year old daughter. Someone who holds nothing closer to her than her family but feels at times awkward about reaching out. Someone who demands others see the potential in themselves but doesn't see it within. Someone who loves listening, guiding and often encouraging people with their personal issues but finds themselves self concious and frankly whiney about their own shortcomings in the mental department. Someone who loves to learn new things but has an anxiety of being around crowds no matter how small. How do you take this person and mold them into someone productive, useful, important and maybe possibly just by chance inspirational to at least one other human being?