I'm Still Here, Although I'm Crawling.

Hey guys, how's it going? I just thought that I would give a quick update as to how the work out thing is going.

Well, I'm still alive obviously, either that or my ghost is typing this for me. Last week all I did was the fit test of the Insanity work out along with Hip Hop Abs. I didn't feel ready to actually begin the real Insanity work out. It scared me LOL. Well that and my knees took a beating. There really is a lot of jumping in this work out.

I have been eating a diet that goes with the workout, well rather using it as a guideline for my meals. I never thought that eating five small meals would be a good idea, but together with the work outs and the diet which isn't really a diet...I have lost 8 lbs in one week. Yeah me!!!! I have been trying to loose weight since the first of the year, and nothing has worked. I have to say that my small meals aren't really all that same either. I am never hungry unless I let too much time go between meals. I have, for the most part only had whole foods to eat. Easy peasy. Okay, so it hasn't been that easy, I really need me some sugar!!!! That has been hard, and I didn't really eat that much sugar to begin with.

So today I went and tried the Plyometric Cardio Circuit. All I can say is UGH! I guess I did about half of the work out, the other  half spent gasping for breath. Okay, not really, but I was panting and the rest of the time I was just taking breaks because I couldn't go on anymore. This work out is named correctly, it was Insanity. I have found that I just need to take things at my own speed, and it seems to be working. 

While I still don't like working out, or being all hot and sweaty, I do like the fact that it is making me feel better. I just can't argue with that one. 

Thinking, and Poof!

So today is Superman's Birthday! I am having a hard time taking it in that it's been five years since I gave birth to him. According to him, now that he is five, he is all grown up and knows everything. I am very happy that isn't the way things work for us humans, I would miss my kids too much. Then again there are days...ya know what I mean right?


We are still hanging in limbo as to news from down south. I seriously have a problem with hanging in limbo. I'm a let's do this thing kinda person, so I find the waiting to be a killer.


The last week or so we have been in a heat wave that broke records. Even with the air on, it still was...yuck. We finally got rain Friday, and I almost went out and did me a little jig. Before we got the rain I told DH he should be doing a rain dance, he just gave me a look and ignored me. Here I was having faith in his ability's and he hasta be like that. Poo on him. 


The kids are enjoying being outside again, well at least Superman is. He's loving his pool he got as an early Birthday present, jokester however only wants to be indoors playing games. Not gonna happen there young fella. I have been giving him a boot in the butt out the door every 30 minutes. This kid is gonna kill me. 


The house is almost back together after having to re-arrange everything except the kitchen. We finally have enough beds for the additions we hope to get. We are going to be packed in like sardines here, but we'll work it, and it's only going to be for awhile. That is until we find a much bigger home that is. 


DH really wants to try a juicing diet. I'm not really on board with it. I like to chew my food, but I have to admit that the thought of the weight loss is appealing. If we do this it means my food budget will be really tight. It is amazingly expensive to only eat fresh fruit and veggies, and my poor garden isn't big enough for something like this. Plus,there is no way in hell the kids would be on board with this. So that means I will be making "six" meals a day. I have enough problems getting the three we do eat on the plate some days. 


So I guess all in all, life is moving along. Some parts are going faster than I would like, while others are barely moving at all. I guess I must just figure out where to place myself so that it all balances out. 

Low sodium, and Additions

Wow, so I have been on this reduced sodium diet for about two months now. I really, really hate it. Just for the fact I have been making EVERYTHING from scratch. I'm getting very tired of trying to find recipes with low sodium, and then reducing the sodium even further. 

What really sucks is that DH and I used to go out to eat on the weekends as our little thing to do, but now we can't since I can't eat at any restaurants. Well, let me correct that. I can eat anywhere, but for the most part all I can have is a salad...oooo how boring. 

I always got in cooking slumps before, but now with my limits...there are days where it's just too much effort to even think about finding something I can eat. I have been making meals that I can't eat, just to get the family fed. I usually end up having a piece of fruit. Even if I do manage to find and make something I can eat, the portion size is so small that I never am filled up. 

The good thing about all this...I'm not as dizzy as I have been in the past. I can really tell when I have eaten too much salt. The other good thing is that I'm loosing weight...finally. The first month I lost 5 lbs. I have no idea how much I have lost now, as we don't have a scale and I haven't had to go to the doctors. I can see it in my face, unfortunately it is all sliding down to my hips and butt. So I guess this reduced sodium diet is a good thing. I'm loosing weight and feeling great. Bwahaha, sorry couldn't resist. 

Other things on the plate here at the crazy house. We are finally moving forwards with the adoption. Although it's at barely a crawl. I'm doing a HUGE blog about this as things either don't move anywhere, or crawl forwards at an agonizingly slower than slow turtle pace. I guess it ok that it's moving slow since we are not set up or ready for the kids yet. 

Part of getting ready has been to go through everything and start getting rid of the crap that has followed us around for 8 years. We are emptying the house only to fill it again, but of course in a good way. We get to re-arrange the house again to accommodate the new family members. Also on our plate is looking for a much bigger house.  

Now since we have been going through stuff, I have to wonder, where the heck all this came from. I guess for us (DH) it's mostly papers that have to be filed or something. Boxes and boxes of papers. For me, I'm really at a cross roads as to what to do with my sewing stuff. This house has been too small for me to set it up anywhere, and for sure there wont be room now. So I must either get rid of it all which would make me a very sad momma, or find somewhere to store it as we have no garage, and our basement is too wet.  

So as you can see I have been busy, busy, busy, and I don't think it has set in to DH's head what we really need to do for this. I laid it all out for him last night, and he was like. "Wow, alrighty, gottcha, yep, ok." Not sure if this meant he got the idea and is really gonna move on all this, or if he was just saying this to shut my panicking ass up. Because yes, right about now I'm starting to panic. We have no idea when anything will happen on our end, so we are working with a deadline that is sometime in the future. I should say in all fairness that DH has been doing a wonderful job of helping me with the sorting and tossing. I finally got him to go through stuff, it only took 8 years. 

So yeah, I am trying to keep focused and not become to overwhelmed with the enormous task before me. I make sure I have my little moments set aside for me to freak out. I just keep chugging along, tossing and sorting. Now I have to scrub, scrub, scrub. The house was never deep cleaned or painted before we moved in. I did just a quick clean, as things moved kinda fast when we moved here, so now I must go back and scrub all the spots I missed and scrub the spots that have since gotten dirty. I think I need an organizer to attack my house, but I don't have the money to hire someone. So I guess I will stumble along. 

And that folks is whats been happening here at The Crazy Life: Ramblings of a mom. Things were just getting too quiet, so we thought we would shake it up a bit...ok maybe a lot.

I lost Track of Time

Well sometimes things just get away from us. My Princess went out last weekend and found the perfect prom dress with all the accessories. I wonder where the time flew? It seems like just yesterday she was in first grade.  How did she get to seventeen without me knowing? 


My Jokester is going into 2nd grade next year. With him too, it seems like he was just in his walker sneaking french fries from our customers, and not a seven year old boy who is obsessed with healthy eating. 


Then there's my little Superman. DH, wasn't it just awhile ago, that Superman had the emergency surgery when he was 2 months old? He's going to be five this year, and tells me he knows everything.


How time flies. Quite frankly time doesn't even care if your having a good time or a bad time. Time just keeps marching on doing it's thing. Looking back it seems as if the last seventeen years hit warp speed, and holy crap I wasn't supposed to get older this fast either. The last age I remember being was twenty-seven, and cool, and full of energy, and skinnier. A lot skinnier, and not sleep deprived, and I was fun, and skinnier. 


Ok, enough with the skinnier stuff. While it's true that I was skinnier than I am now, that was then and this is now. I must deal with what I have now, and that's all I can do. Seriously though, I do not like being over weight. Let me back that one up a bit and speak the truth. I do not like being fat. 


I seem to be one of those people who lately lacks any motivation. It took me three years to actually do more than just talk about quitting smoking to actually trying to quit. Which I did quit on Valentines day.
Don't ask why that day, I have no clue. It just was time, that's all.  I have to get unbelievably pissed and disgusted with the circumstance that I don't like before I move to change it. Prior to that, I'm all talk. 


Well I'm starting to get pissed about my weight. I want it gone. I am not going to just sit back and embrace my fatness and chalk it up to getting older. Screw that. Big excuse right there. I have over used the excuse of the problems with my back and hips to not do any exercising. Truth is, I can exercise in moderation without ending up in bed for weeks. It is when I go all gung ho that ends up putting me in bed  for weeks. I'm not about to add another excuse to use. Older my ass...


Diet. More specifically my diet. Ha ha, well I should say the families diet. It's changing, whether we like it or not. I have been put on a reduced sodium diet. Guess what? It sucks trying to find stuff to eat. Why, you ask? Here's why...for the most part with a few exceptions, everything out there has sodium in it. Whether it's there naturally or put in by man. There is sodium everywhere! There is salt in stuff that doesn't even need salt in it for crying out loud! I can't get away from the stuff it seems. Since I already have to take drastic measures in finding or making food that is low sodium, I might as well go out on a limb and loose some weight too, and eat healthier like my mom taught me to do. 


Now the hard part for me. I have no idea why I have such a time with this, but I have just a bitch of a time trying to get all the knowledge that is in my brain into a workable plan. It's driving me crazy. Snort, hehe I'm already crazy. Guess that was a short drive. I can research, and dig up information like there is no tomorrow, but putting it all together....whole nother story. I used to be good at this, apparently not any more. So here I sit, with a ton of knowledge and no idea what the hell to do with it all. I put it in a sloppy temporary form of something to tide me over while I continue to work on the plan. Argh!!!! Talk about a set-up for failure. 


Well once again I wrote another post that just took on a mind of it's own. You would think I would have some control over my fingers and what they type, but they just type whatever the hell they want to. This is what the end product looks like. Hope you had a happy read, y'll take care now. I'm off to find some low sodium recipes for enchiladas for dinner tonight. You know this means I have to make everything from scratch here. Ugh.