Saturday, October 23, 2010

So ... I guess my keys are off-limits?

I got an email from Blizzard today, saying they were locking my account because of suspicious activity. This would have thrown me for a loop, except yesterday Miniorc was playing with my keys and I caught him turning the Authenticator on and off ... my keys are off limits now:)

Thursday, October 21, 2010


Tell me if you get the joke.
Same story here.

This enormous cloud was over the the mountains and the moon was peeking from over it and it changed a bit when I was able to get my camera out and my camera is a crappy phone but lemme tell you it was about three times more amazing than this.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

A new menace.

Just a side note: there is something incredibly beautiful watching a steaming cup of coffee. Not to mention the glorious smell. Ok.

We have a new menace. It's black with a little red hourglass on the back. That's right-black widows! We found the first ones in the garage, which is understandable because we weren't careful boxing up everything and there were plenty of places to hide. But then we found one out on our deck. And another one on our porch (I almost stepped in it). And then we cleaned out the kids play equipment, which had been left to fend for itself after we declared the backyard off-limits after momma nearly stepped into the spider. We brushed it off, sprayed it with bug spray, left it for a while. Damm and the kids went out to play later, and as the Orclette gets off her tricycle to head inside, a black widow crawls out of the foot pedal (it's a plastic Dora tricycle, not a metal one). That was all sorts of creepy.

And before you ask, yes, they are black widows. Myself, my mother, his mother, have all asked Damm where the hourglass was because there's an imitation spider out there. He won't answer that question anymore. He knows what a black widow looks like.

We are going to call our landlady. I'm a bit concerned about her response. Our neighbors, who don't have kids and are not dirty, called for the annual bug spray that was usually provided. They were told that their house was probably dirty and that's why they have bugs, and no she wasn't going to spray their house. Yeah, I'm shocked too, and worried that somehow we'll get the same response. But in that case, we're just going to call our lawyers. Don't you love that? I can actually say that now, thanks to the National Guard. I have a lawyer.

We haven't seen any in the house, and we have begun taking precautions. No piles of clothes on the floor, shoes have been moved onto a shoe rack, no open boxes. But still-to a healthy adult the bite isn't fatal, but to my kids? Can't be allowed to happen.

Anyway, that's the menace that has taken over our backyard and garage. Hopefully soon we'll be able to report that offensive action has been taken and those areas reclaimed.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Hey I learned something new.

After years of being immersed in the fitness and nutrition world, after years of battling body image and eating disorders, after years of fighting an OCD mentality, and after a few years of relatively normal behavior, I found out something really cool this morning.

I am a mesomorph. A body type to be envied.

I never knew that. I had heard of the three body types: ectomorph, the thin, tall person who never seems to gain weight; the endomorph, the person who gains muscle quite easily and is big-boned but also gains fat by looking at food; and then there's me, the mesomorph, who has an athletic build, easily gains muscle and just as easily loses excess fat. Every article I read proclaimed the greatness of the mesomorph.

I had never done much research into this subject, apparently. Or I classified myself as an endomorph, thinking that mesomorphic awesomeness was too good for me (hey, eating disorders can do that to one's psyche). It's just really cool to hear I actually have something that other people wish they had, after years of being bombarded with the ectomorphic body image parade that goes on with our starlets and models.

Of course, if you are an ectomorph or endomorph you can also look awesome. You just require a different approach. Here and here are two random sites that I looked at and found informative and interesting.

While I'm on the subject of fitness, go check out this site. Spark it up! It's actually a neat site, and once Damm and I get our phones of awesomeness next semester (some type of Droid, probably) it'll be even cooler since I'll be able to update from my phone. You can choose how involved you want to be; I get on in the mornings and read articles and spin the wheel for extra spark points. My mom found the site. Figures she'd find facebook completely boring and go searching for something else:)

I'll update you on my fitness regime as well, although I'm not sure anyone but me finds it interesting:) Spinning has been going well-I love my instructor and actually look forward to class. I've been going twice a week. I have one long run per week; so far it's 4 miles. One day I do an active recovery day, and the other two I usually run and do some strength training. And on the seventh day I rest. No clue what my weight is or measurements are; the next time I do a weigh-in I'll post 'em here.

And I am now typing this with one hand because Miniorc needed my other one. Adios.

Monday, October 18, 2010

The self proclaimed pirate and the head bob dance.

She was dancing around saying "I'm a pirate I'm a pirate."

His head bobs were so serious I had to stop right after taking the picture and put him to bed. Poor bugger.