Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Art museum

I really like this picture except for the Please Do Not Touch sign in the middle. Ah well, that's the art museum for you. I love art museums, but to tell you the truth, I didn't have that much fun today when we went. Partially because of bad kid attitudes (which kind of surprised me, they usually like stuff like that) and partially because of the museum itself. Franky, I don't think our art museum here is all that and a bag of chips. I've definitely been to better, like the one in the city where I grew up. And the people who worked there were really kind of rude. And they only had a very small collection of renaissance paintings. Boo.

Friday, March 21, 2008

The Top of the Mountain

One thing I've always liked about Phoenix is the mountains around and in it. When my youngest son was turning 3 (he's 8 now) all he wanted to do for his birthday was to go climb a mountain. So my family and I started hiking. We'd go every week or so, and we usually ended up on North Mountain, because it's fairly close to us. I always had fun, but struggled every time we went. We'd park in a spot where there was a rocky path that went up to a set of stone steps and then there was a paved trail the rest of the way up the mountain. I always had to stop halfway up the rocky path, then rest for a while before the stone steps, and I never EVER made it up all the way, it was just too hard for me. That mountain kicked my butt every time. When my ex-husband was arrested, we stopped going on a regular basis. Partially because the feelings were too raw - we had been there with him shortly before his arrest, so many memories would come flooding back. After I had healed some, I started purposely going to places where he and I went or we went as a family, so that I could conquer those old memories and make new memories there. We went back to that mountain after a while, but I still was not able to get very far. Until yesterday, it had been a really long time, probably 2-3 years since I've been to that mountain. Since I'm on vacation from work, which is where I've been doing the majority of my exercise in my quest to not be a cow get healthy, I figured it would be a good time to visit the mountain again. My kids were bored, and I needed to find some alternate method of sweating my posterior off getting myself moving, so off we went - the 8 year old boy, Snugglebutt, the 10 year old girl, Sassy, and me. I got past the rocky path just fine, and didn't need to stop once. The kids wanted to stop at the stone steps, so we did and they ate a little snack. Wimps. We got moving again, and got to the paved path, which is very steep in parts. There were a lot of people there, and people watching was half the fun. People running up the mountain effortlessly, people pushing baby strollers up, people huffing and puffing like me. Skinny people, fat people, people in army fatigues, people in business suits, people in spandex, people who really needed to be wearing more than they were. And the wildflowers out were just beautiful. Thankfully I had my camera :) It was a bit of a challenge having the kids with me, as neither of them stopped talking at all. It went kind of like this:
SB: Mom, how are mountains made?
Me: [huff puff]
Sassy: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...
SB: Sassy, stop counting!
Sassy: 7, 8, 9, 10...
SB: What are you counting?
Sassy: My steps. 11, 12...
SB: My legs are about to expire. Did you know my legs have an
expiration date? It's today.
Me: [pant pant]
Sassy: ...100, 101, 102...
SB: Is this mountain a status symbol?
Me: WHAT?!
SB: We should just hitchhike up this mountain.
Me: [huff puff pant]
Sassy: ...200, 201, 202...
SB: Sassy, stop it!!! Mom, is it illegal to hitchhike?
Me: Yes.
SB: Why?
Me: Because it's dangerous.
SB: Why is it dangerous?
Me: I am too busy trying to breathe to explain this to you right
SB: Ok. Mom, did you know you can say why to everything? You can.
Say something to me, I'll say why.
Me: No.
SB: Why?
Sassy: ...304, 304...
SB: Sassy! STOP IT!!!
Me: [huff huff puff puff pant]
SB: [as a group of people were approaching in the opposite direction, several of whom were moderately overweight] Oh my gosh! Your legs are SO FAT!!! [it was directed at Sassy, who is anything BUT fat, but try telling that to every lady with fat thighs on that mountain...]
Me: Will you [huff pant] just STOP [puff huff puff] TALKING!!!!

But you know what? I MADE IT! I got to the top. Me, the slug, the sloth, the couch potato. Me who was always picked last in gym class. Me who is the polar opposite of athletic. This time, I kicked the mountain's butt :)

Thursday, March 20, 2008

A rant

This has been on my mind a while now, but I haven't exactly found the words I want to use to say it. I think there's something seriously wrong with our society. First of all, Britney Spears. Love her or hate her, I really do think the press needs to leave her alone. The other day on the Fox News website, there was a link to pictures of her cellulite-ridden thighs, and of her gallivanting around town bra-less. You know, famous or not, this is not news, and goes way beyond anything we need to know about her. That's tasteless, tacky, and mean.

The other thing, is that reality show that they've got on now, Moment of Truth. What kind of person goes on a national television show to pour out their deepest and darkest secrets for money? And in the process hurts everybody close to them? And, what kind of person WATCHES that mess? Have we as a society become so voyeuristic and sadistic that we have to delight in the pain of others? I truly felt horrible for the woman on a few weeks ago, Lauren Cleri. I didn't watch it (and I will not watch it) but I read an article that says that after her episode aired, she was facing divorce, she was unemployed, and she won no money at all even after admitting to an extra-marital affair on national television. The thing that got me was when I read why she lost the show - the lie detector detected a fib when they asked her if she thought she was a good person, and she answered yes. Her inner turmoil and pain there on display for the world to see, it disgusts me that there is even such a television show.

Yes, I can choose not to watch, and I do. But again, I just wonder about the society we live in that produces such a thing. Just my rambling thoughts for the day. Dontcha wish I'd go back to work? :)

Evil duck

This duck is pure evil. I was at the park with my kids the other day, taking pictures and goofing around. The 8 year old was sitting at the edge of the duck pond looking at the ducks, minding his own business, and I was taking pictures of him. I was kind of far away, using my telephoto lens, and as I was framing a shot, I see through my lens, this DUCK pop up and try to bite my son's face off! I'm serious! Ok, well maybe it was just his nose... My son jumped back and started laughing hysterically. Obviously he was not hurt, but I decided I had to shoot the duck. The results are what you see above. I shot the duck several times. I got a few good pictures of him, too. Evil duck.

by the way, if it's not clear, I shot the duck... with my camera...


Yep, on vacation for a week. The kids are on spring break too. I've got a lot I want to get done, and I want to make sure to stay on track with my fitness stuff, but I have a feeling that's going to be HARD - a break in the routine. It's just so nice to know I don't have to be back at work till next Friday!

Friday, March 14, 2008

small success

I've now lost 20 lbs! Only 60 more to go...

Horton Hears a Who

A friend won tickets to a sneak preview and couldn't go, so she gave them to us. We had such a good time! The movie was at The Arizona Center, which even though I've lived here 10 years, I'd never been there before. It's a very cool place. I need to go back there with my camera soon. (I didn't bring it because I didn't want to have to leave it in my car during the movie. It is downtown after all!)

It was a cute movie, and my kids enjoyed it very much, especially the 8 year old. I did start to get a little nervous because I've been to several movies, including kids movies, that are so slanted against Christianity or certain political views that for a while I was just waiting for those subtle messages. With the very protective kangaroo who "pouch schools" and is a little psychotic, it really wasn't that far fetched to expect it. They never really materialized though. The worst word I remember hearing was "boob" and there were no truly scary moments. It was slightly intense when the kangaroo was trying to destroy the clover, but not really scary. Jim Carrey wasn't nearly as obnoxious as he's been known to be, and there were some really funny moments. Should you pay full pop to see it? Well that's up to you. Most of the time when I see a movie, I don't pay for it (gotta love having a daughter who is a manager at a theater) so it's hard for me to say if it's worth the price. I paid $10 for parking, so yeah, it was worth it for us!

Most of the people who went were there because they had won tickets from a radio station, so there were people from the station there giving away Horton ears and other prizes.

My 8 year old answered one of their trivia questions, so he won a little prize. One of the things was a keychain that's in Spanish because it's a Latino radio station (so carried out their contests in English and Spanish) so he wasn't all that thrilled about that, but he was thrilled about his other prize. He's been very into gardening lately, so imagine his excitement when he got this:

I just hope no little specks land on our clovers!

Saturday, March 08, 2008

New Camera

So, I got a new camera. My kids have this thing where they name all of our electronic equipment. Our desktop computer is named Compy, my sons laptop is Lappy the Great, mine is Lappina (it's pink, therefore, it's a girl...) my sony digital camera that I've had for 3 years is Cammy. Ok, if that camera, a 7.1 megapixel point and shoot is Cammy, this one, a DSLR with a 18-55 mm lens and a 70-200 mm telephoto lens, must be Camzilla.

I like it...

new blog

I've started another blog about my quest to go from the heaviest I've ever been to something more healthy. My goal is to lose one third of how much I weighed when I started mid-January. I'm going for honesty and accountability, so if you want to keep up with my progress, come visit me there. Or maybe you're on the same journey and we can encourage each other. So far there's just one post, so there's not much to see.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

There's something missing

But I'm not sure what...

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

A real yawn of a post

From Gullible.info

• Over ninety-five percent of people will yawn within twenty seconds of seeing another person yawn unless they have yawned within the past 90 seconds.

• Approximately eighty percent of people will yawn if they see an animal yawn.

• Emergency room doctors are very accustomed to treating people with dislocated jaws caused by yawning.

• The "yawning contagion", as it is referred to by behaviorists, generally develops at about age 19 months.

• Eighty-five percent of people who read about yawning will yawn.
So did you do it? Did you yawn? I did. I think I'll go to sleep now... *YAWN*

Saturday, March 01, 2008