Thursday, June 26, 2008

Numbers Thursday

A collection of thoughts that could probably merit individual posts but that I don't have the time/inclination to do. So here we go:

0 - Pounds I've lost and kept off since beginning my workout regime.
This I completely don't get because I spend 30 minutes on the stepper almost every day, in addition to various other core and strength-building exercises AND I'm still breastfeeding. It's not like I'm eating Big Macs every day, or even every week. It's been five months and I'm starting to lose confidence (said with a Spanish accent).

1 - Wardrobe changes this morning due to a pooptastrophe. That would be my wardrobe and Sophie's poop, not the other way around. Because I'll talk all day about my girl's movements, but I can't even use the bathroom on the same floor as my husband. I'm sure not telling the whole world about it.

2 - Number of belt loops that all of my pants seem to be short. I'm shaped like many women, I think, in that my waist is smaller than my hips. Which is a small mercy given the size of my hips. So why then do most women's pants only have five belt loops placed mostly in front, guaranteeing that any belt worn tight enough to actually do its job will ride up over the top of the pants?

3 - Unmatched socks that turned up in the laundry last night. Where in the Selma Hayek do the matchers go?


7 - Time Sophie got up this morning. Crazy that I now think of 7am as sleeping in.

35 - The age I said I was during a conversation with a friend yesterday despite the fact that I am, in fact, only 34. Aren't you supposed to mistake down rather than up?

48 - Number of times Independance Day was on TV this week. I mean, I love Will Smith and don't get me started on Jeff Goldblum, but that movie is on ALL THE TIME.

52 - Number of blogs I actively follow. Yikes. Perhaps I should get out more.

154 - Times I have yelled "No!" at Gomez today. And still counting.
Usually followed by "Get Down!" or "Stop!"

326* - Kisses I gave my little bean yesterday.

1865 - Calories I consumed today.
Why does it all have to taste so good? Why can't carrots and celery taste like Swiss Cake Rolls and french fries? Guess that explains "0".

* I actually stopped counting around 5, but I'm betting it was 326.

7 comments:

  1. Hee hee, I've posted by numbers too. It's fun!

    Maybe you should try a Swedish accent instead?

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  2. Damselfly - That's a Princess Bride reference. Inigo says "It's been 20 years and I'm starting to lose confidence." I find I can work lines from that movie into almost any conversation.

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  3. That was awesome. Just the right amount of quirky mixed with a healthy amount of "we all get it." Thanks for the fun read.

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  4. Enjoyed your numbers! I am mighty impressed with the number of blogs you actively follow.

    As for the post-partum weight loss, I will say that I didn't really start seeing the benefits of breastfeeding for a while, but they do come. The bub and I took lots of long walks and that helped too (of course, it was the only way he would fall asleep for months and months).

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  5. MEP - Yeah, I was a little embarrassed when I actually counted them all up and realized how many there were. In fairness, on an average day, less than half have new posts, so it's not like I'm reading 52 blogs every day. Am I rationalizing? Yes.

    I have been getting out for walks, too, but with the weather here so hot and humid I find myself less inclined to leave the comfort of my air conditioned home. Again, rationalizing.

    I know I left a comment on your blog but congratulations again! So happy for you and your family! I can't wait to hear all about how Bub's taking to being a big brother. :)

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  6. The socks have a convention in the mystical land of dryer ... they will return when you throw out the singletons.

    Celery and carrots taste the way they do because God is a cruel god and did not have the foresight to make German Chocolate cake with 2 calories per slice.

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  7. Soooooooooooooo good. That's you.

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Give me some sugar, baby!