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Loser 9.11: The one where people start making up words & stuff.

Hey y’all, Lauren here. You might know me from my blog, Lauren From Texas. Chelsea asked me to fill in for her tonight because she had technical difficulties with her DVR. I was more than happy to rise to the challenge, since I’ve always dreamed of writing a Biggest Loser post here at R&R!

I’m typing this as I’m watching, so this may will be a little scrambled.

Alison is live from the Ranch! And looking HOT in a black dress & tights. Some dude was inspired by BL so he lost a lot of weight at home. I guess we’ll see him later?

Dramatic montage of past players being voted off. In black & white for extra drama.

The 9 remaining players enter the gym where Ali is waiting with something under a blanket. What’s under the blanket? Their original team color shirts! Now they’re going to “singles,” which means no more teams.

Open the doors! All the eliminated contestants! With angry looks on their faces. Apparently they have a chance to get back in the game? Everyone is talking smack.

So… popularity vote? One of the eliminated players gets a chance to be voted back onto the show by the remaining players.

“I don’t know any of these people. We have not talked. We have not conversated.” -girl from blue team. Pray tell, what is “conversated?”

Now they weight in.

Daryl has lost 104 lbs. total. Amazing!
Sherry has lost 62 lbs. & looks great.
Miggy has lost 49 lbs. & still looks surly.
Victoria (Miss Conversated) has lost SEVENTY-THREE POUNDS. You go girl!
Melissa has lost 51 lbs & is still a WITCH. “No one is looking toward the quarter of a million dollars. Everyone wants to be friends. Now is not the time for friends.” Um, alright EVIL INCARNATE.
Lance lost 91 lbs. & is still married to Melissa, so in my mind, evil by association.
Cheryl has lost 51 & is cute as a button! I love her.
John has lost 85 lbs. Nice guy & still has a long way to go at 399 lbs.
Patty  has lost 46 lbs. I love when moms say “I’m doing this for me.” So important!
Maria has lost 57 lbs. & Michael seems excited about that.
James has lost 72 lbs. & has a very long way to go at 413 lbs. Wish both the brothers could come back on, they really need it.
Cherita has lost 47 lbs. & seems like the sweetest woman.

Weird montage where the current players are talking over each other. Black team girl: “Kind of feels like we’re playing God.” Um, last time I checked, God was in charge of more important things than Biggest Loser contestants. But OK.

It’s tied up between Victoria & John with one vote remaining. The vote belongs to Mike. Victoria wins! And Mike was kind of sweet about it. And oh my gosh I’m tearing up. BIGGEST LOSER WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MANAGE TO TUG AT MY HEARTSTRINGS. Victoria’s mom is hyperventilating & it’s all very touching. I agree with Mike’s decision. John already had his chance. Victoria deserves hers.

What the heck, Ali? Now she’s saying there’s another way back into the game. The winner of a challenge yet unknown will be back in the competition. Melissa: “It’s my destiny.” Let’s not be dramatic, Missy. Miggy firmly says she’s going to win. I’d advise the other players to watch out for knives.

They all go outside & Ali is wearing a hat that would look really really cute on a 5-year-old. All the competitors are standing in front of a step. Apparently whoever gets to 1000 steps first is back in the game.

James has knee problems so he’s out right away. Melissa & Miggy are neck & neck. Play back to how truly awful Melissa is & how embittered Miggy & Migdalia are when they’re together. I sure don’t miss that. Sherry is cute as can be. Her shoe is untied? KICK IT OFF! Oh, let’s just kick the other one off so we’re balanced! So now she’s doing it barefoot. She’s spunky too: “I want to beat Melissa!” I’ll drink to that!

Commentary from my husband (regarding Lance): “How is he not beating his wife?! Dude, YOUR WIFE IS BEATING YOU.” (By the way, he meant beating like winning, just to clarify.)

Melissa: “I have to pay attention to what Miggy is doing. I have to pay attention to what Sherry is doing.” Or you could just, you know, focus on YOURSELF. Whatever.

Miggy takes a breather somewhere & Melissa takes that chance to get ahead of Miggy. CRAP. Melissa won.

My husband: “Dude, your wife just smoked you. Again. On national television.”

Lance: “Words can’t describe how proud I am of her. I love her to death.” Well, I guess there really is a person for everyone.

Michael & Maria have a weird relationship. Dude, you’re 30. Time to cut the apron strings, Mama’s Boy.

Melissa & Victoria have immunity. DOUBLE CRAP. I have to see Melissa for at least 2 more weeks? Hold me.

OK, all players (minus the 2 that just got back on) are now in the gym. Bob & Jillian walk in. Considering Jillian just beat the crap out of me on Level 3 of the Shred, I’d rather not see her right now. I guess she doesn’t care though. They start talking to the players, then…

Melissa walks back in. Wait, Jillian, why are you clapping?! Y’all hate each other! Victoria walks in, “I’m HEEERRRREEE!” So cute.

Jillian: “It felt like suddenly, the world was right again.” Oh Jill, you never cease with the dramatics, do you?

And the working out begins. I don’t know why Jill wears jeans to the gym.

Jillian immediately starts picking on Victoria. She says, “I’m happy to be here, but this is going to be work.” Oh honey, what did you think this was, a day at the spa?

I kind of love Koli. “I don’t want [Melissa] here.” Then Sam starts being all tough-guy. Although him & Koli are cute together, all punching each other but you know they’re gonna cry & hug later.

Victoria is cooking & Bob comes in the kitchen. I smell a commercial coming. Oh! Ziplock bags! Double protection!? A modern phenomenon!

Alright, now everyone is being all talky-behind-backy. Koli & Ashley are conspiring that Stephanie is not to be trusted. Koli says: “At the end of the day, it’s about you.” Great point. Now quit your whispering and go burn some calories. This isn’t summer camp. But then Koli says “I don’t trust Stephanie.” Wait – isn’t Stephanie dating Sam? Not trusting her might present problems later in life. But we’ll cross that awkward bridge when we get to it.

Now we’re back to Ali LIVE FROM THE RANCH. The dude in question was 674 lbs. And we’re going to see him? When?

OK, they’re back in the gym. Jill is picking on Victoria again. I think when you hit your head on the treadmill, you should get to stop for a second. Did Bob just call O’Neal “Uncle”? Then Jillian makes Stephanie cry & she walks out. So they go outside and talk. And it seems like Stephanie is just whining. Just a little bit. Not that I would know about whining when Jillian is pushing me to my limits. Jillian: “The more you try to control something, the more it’s going to be out of your control.” That’s kind of good advice, I think.

Apparently there’s some sort of drama with Ashley & Stephanie? Ohhhhh Ashley thinks Stephanie threw her weigh-in to send her (Ashley’s) mom home? What?! These women & their drama. “I would never. I would never. What we have is real.” OH BRRROOOOOOO. Now Stephanie is going around asking who started the drama. JUST STOP IT. This is not high school. Focus on what you came for and quit being catty. My theory is that Ashley & black team girl (still can’t remember her name) are jealous of Stephanie because she’s dating Sam, who by BL standards is hot stuff. So basically, Stephanie is the prom queen of BL & everyone is jealous of her. WHO THE HECK KNOWS.

I don’t even know what my word count must be at this point.

Time for the weigh in and I am IN LOVE with Ali’s gray ruffled dress, hoop earrings, & low ponytail. GIMME.

Weight loss is as follows:

Victoria: -2 (She has immunity so it doesn’t matter, but still. Should’ve been a little higher in my opinion.)
Melissa: -4 (I’ve mentioned I don’t like her, right?)
O’Neal: -4 (He walked up the stairs without hobbling & that was a big deal. Good for him.)
Ashley: -5 (Good job! I am starting to see a huge difference. But enough with the “conspiracy theory” already.)
Michael: -8 (Did I just see a fist pump? It’s nice to see him dropping pounds though.)
Koli: -6 (Not bad. He says he wants bigger numbers. I definitely think he’s capable.)
Andrea (THAT’S her name!): -5 (You can really see a change with her from the beginning. She’s not my favorite, but good for her.)
Daris: -7 (I really like Daris. 109 lbs. total & leading the house percentage-wise! Yeah boy!)
Sam: -2 (He’s a good motivator for everyone. “That number does not determine me. I work hard.” He looks great. I just hope he’s not going home.)
Sunshine: -6 (Yeah! She is looking so good! What a sweetheart. Bob: “Sunshine is a soldier.”)
Uh-oh, Sam is below the yellow line.
Stephanie: -1 (And now she is giving a speech. These people need more things to do than talk about how people are throwing weigh-ins. Except Melissa. Melissa does throw weigh-ins. But I digress.)

So Sam & Stephanie are below the yellow line together! What an awkward place to be when you’re dating. It’s sure no dinner & a movie.

Wow, Koli really doesn’t like Stephanie! That’s so crazy to me. He’s convinced she plays games. She doesn’t seem like that to me at all, but I’ve been fooled before.

Koli voted for Stephanie (surprise). Melissa voted for Sam. Sunshine voted for Stephanie. Drea voted for Stephanie. Daris voted for Stephanie. Ashley voted for Stephanie.

So Stephanie is gone. Now she’s shopping at White House Black Market & is a size 12. She looks GREAT! “I fell in love.” Oooooohhhhhhh. With WHOOOO STEPHANIEEEEE? (Hello I’m in Jr. High.)

And now Ali is LIVE AGAIN (although I’m watching it about an hour behind). WOW. This dude weighed 674 & he looks significantly thinner!

Ali: “What inspired you?”
Wayne: “When Bob & Jillian said ‘You don’t need a gym to work out. Walking is free.'”

So true. Great point.

OH MY GOSH HE LOST 418 POUNDS. In 2 years!!!! At home!!!! Amazing!!!!! Truly proof that anyone can do this.

Well, that’s all I’ve got tonight. Thanks for having me!

March 31, 2010 at 8:09 am 12 comments

Ten on Tuesday (24)

This week’s batch of questions come from Kathleen at Kapachino. Go visit her and say hello!

1. What television character do you identify with?
I can’t really think of one. There are times in college that I think I would have felt a lot like Penny from Big Bang Theory if that show was out then. Sometimes Stephen and the guys played Risk or talked about super nerdy things that made my eyes glaze over.

2. Describe your morning routine.
I wake up, take a shower, and put on my robe. I go to the kitchen and make a breakfast taco (two if Stephen wants one), wrap it up in foil and put it in the oven on warm. Go back to the bedroom, put my contacts in and brush my teeth. Sit at my vanity and put on my makeup and blow dry my hair. Get dressed. Pack lunches. Leave with my purse, lunch, and hot breakfast taco. Always the same.

3. How do you do lunch? Bring from home or dine out? Same thing every day or mix it up?
I’d say about 90% of the time I bring my lunch. I either have leftovers or Lean Cuisine. Every now and again I get some greasy fast food or some delicious Mexican food with the girls at work.

4. What is one moment that, although seemingly trivial at the time, changed your life?
One evening about two and a half years ago I was playing around on the computer looking for homes for sale in the area we wanted to live in. We had no intention of buying a house that soon but I happened upon a house that was priced very low for the neighborhood. We looked at it and toyed around with the idea of going to see it. We decided it couldn’t hurt to look. We saw it and decided it could be a great home and a great purchase since it was well below the average price of the neighborhood. A few weeks later, we were homeowners.

5. Name your top three beauty products.
Avon Blackest Black Glimmersticks
Avon Ideal Shade Cream to Powder Foundation
A hair dryer

6. What do you do when you’re alone in the car?
I turn up the radio and sing really loud. Yes I do.

7. What is the ideal city for you to live in? If you can, take this survey (< that’s a link) and tell us the results. Do you agree with them?
I took the quiz and here are my top 5 cities:
1. Ocala, Florida
2. Gainesville, Florida
3. Houston, Texas
4. Biloxi-Gulfport, Mississippi
5. Galveston, Texas
So apparently I like heat. (Obviously.) I think it’s funny that Houston and Galveston are both on the list. (I live between those two cities.)

8. Are you waiting for something?
I suppose I’m waiting for a few things. Short term: Friday, next month when I get to spend time with Lyndsey and Lauren, my vegetables to sprout, learning the sex of our baby. Long term: the arrival of our baby!

9. What was the last shocking news you heard?
A family friend has malignant melanoma. Scary and sad. And all the more reason for me to preach to y’all: Do not go in tanning beds! And when you’re outside, wear sunscreen. Our parents didn’t know the dangers of the sun when they were our age so they made mistakes. We know! There is no excuse!

10. What are three things you wouldn’t do for a million dollars?
I wouldn’t kill anyone. I wouldn’t leave Stephen or my family or hurt any of them. I wouldn’t make a permanent move (I think I could handle a year or two somewhere else, but I’d want to come back.) Also, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t give up meat, I just love it too much!

Good set of questions! Thanks Kathleen. If you have a set you’d like to submit for future weeks, send them my way! chelsea(at)rootsandrings(dot)com.

**Seems there is an issue with Mr. Linky. If he’s not showing up right below this, just put your link in the comments. I can’t even log in to the Mr. Liny website so I’m thinking they are having an issue. Sorry!

March 30, 2010 at 7:00 am 24 comments

Pregnant Pause – 15 Weeks

Today is the 15 week and 1 day mark so I’m going to post an update of all things pregnancy related.

This weekend I took my sister to JC Penny for their doorbuster sale to look at maternity clothes. We found a bunch of items on clearance that were cute. I got a pair of under-the-belly jeans! They are short but since they are straight leg, I can cuff the bottom and they look really cute. I’m wearing them today and I’d be even more excited about them if it wasn’t in the 40’s this morning.

Then we met up with my mom for some glorious pedicures! Oh it was fabulous. Now my toes are so cute and I don’t look like a slob!

I used my pregnancy pillow last night for the first time. It’s ginormous. I wish I could tell you that I had the best night’s sleep, but I’d by lying. I think it’s going to take some time to get used to. I am such a picky sleeper and this is a big change. It’s a big U and you’re supposed to sleep with your head on the bottom of the U and have the pillow support you from both sides. I normally sleep on a fancy Tempurpedic pillow so this one is much different. I’m thinking about flipping it over and sleeping with the bottom of the U between my knees.

My allergies are acting up. Allergies aren’t fun when you can’t take meds. So I’ve sneezed about 72 times in the past hour and blown my nose 54 times.

I think that’s all of the updates I have for you regarding the human in my belly. According to The Bump, my baby is the size of a naval orange. But according to What to Expect, my baby was a naval orange last week and is an avocado this week. Can you see any belly changes? Here is week 14 and 15.

Week 14

Week 15 – Today

What do you think? I guess it would help if my arm were straighter in today’s picture but it’s really hard to remember how to stand every week. Regardless, that is a belly, my friends!

(ToT questions are posted!)

March 29, 2010 at 8:45 am 28 comments

Seven Quick Takes With Emphasis On The “Quick”

 Hello Friday, it’s been a while. Nice to have you back.

I had very few comments on yesterday’s post but several emails. I know it was not my normal post but I felt like it was my duty to let y’all know. Like I said, I see Lucy once or twice a week, so this is a pretty big part of my life… and not something I would waste my time on if it didn’t work.

Ironically I had a headache yesterday. It could have been from the massive amounts on red onions I put in my salad… or it could be from God as a way of telling me not to give glory to Lucy, but to Him. So in an effort to clear everything up with you, me, and God I will tell you that He is the Ultimate Healer and has relieved my headaches through mercy and the hands of Lucy. (And I say that in an unjoking way because I am a firm believer that God puts people here to do His work.)

I still haven’t painted my toenails. If you know me, you know how much this bothers me. I’m of the opinion that all females should have their toenails painted at all times. I’m reading The Girlfriends Guide to Pregnancy and they say that I should get pedicures because it’ll make me feel better. I think that’s brilliant.

Do you also remember last week when I told you I was going to do my taxes? Well I didn’t. But that’s okay because I have serious plans to do them tonight. It’s in my planner. In ink. (That’s redundant. Everything in my planner is in ink.)

Last weekend Stephen and I went to my brother and sister-in-law’s for our monthly dinner. I made some delicious alfredo, garlic bread, and Olive Garden salad. We let our bellies settle for a bit and then I fried up some funnel cakes. And the Lord said it was good. They taste exactly like the ones at carnivals, only better because you can eat them while they are piping hot and in the privacy of your own home so nobody can judge you for eating the entire thing and getting powdered sugar all over your face.

That’s my sister-in-law. The one who had the precious baby. She’s gorgeous. That’s me in the background. Please note that this is not my kitchen. Oh how I wish it was, but it is not.

I think I peed about 40 times yesterday. Whoever said that the second trimester is the honeymoon period is on crack. Although it may be the honeymoon period if I was just beginning to show like the books say. But I’ve got myself a hefty belly that’s already weighing me down, upsetting my back, and disrupting my sleep. I don’t really want to complain because I think I’ve had it pretty easy, but I just want it documented somewhere that I am uncomfortable.

The city of Houston is covered in a yellow layer of pollen. This means that 90% of the city is congested and sick. This also means that 90% of the city is pissed off.

I’m out. I have absolutely nothing else to tell you. That may be a first.

March 26, 2010 at 8:19 am 18 comments

Everyone Needs A Looocy

Consider this my PSA:

I’ve suffered from headaches for most of my life. I get the awful I-just-want-to-die migraines and the nagging will-this-little-thing-just-go-away headaches. I would say that I’ve had a headache of some degree for 80% of my life. Not anymore, my friends.

I have a friend from high school that is about to graduate from chiropractic school. Her name is Lucy. Lucy > Drugs. Not kidding. I’ve seen chiropractors all my life but none of them have fixed my problem. I’ll go and feel better for a day but then it’s back to awful back pain and headaches. I’ve mentioned this before once or twice, and I’ve had more extensive conversations with a few of you who suffer from the same issues. My advice? Don’t just find yourself a chiropractor, find yourself a Lucy!

And if you’re really lucky, find yourself a Lucy from England so you can call her “Looocy.”

She uses this technique called ART (active release technique) to work out the muscles where the issue stems from. That’s the key, y’all! Fix the problem, not the symptom. Makes sense, right?

I see her once or twice a week and she works on my neck, shoulders, butt, and arm. Neck and shoulders are for headaches, butt is for pregnancy pains that shoot into that muscle in my butt, and my arm is for carpal tunnel. She talks me through everything she does so that it makes sense, so that I understand what she’s doing and why it works. She doesn’t just lay me down, pop pop pop, adios! She works on me and digs her indestructible thumb into my muscles. It hurts and I groan and sweat, but it is SOO worth it.

I’m at the point now where I get maybe one headache a week. I’ve only had 2 migraines in the past 4 months. This is huge. I have a herniated disc and have always feared pregnancy for this reason. She’s keeping the pain and discomfort manageable. She’s taken me from “I seriously can’t click my mouse one more time without screaming!” to “Oh it’s 4:00 and I think I feel my first tingle of the day.”

I’ve turned my mom and sister into believers. I’ve turned my coworker into a believer, who has also turned her daughter into a believer. Stephen is a believer. I’m here to make you into a believer. Not because I’m trying to boost her business, she doesn’t need me to do that. But because I CARE ABOUT YOU DARNIT!

Chiropractors don’t just do backs. Well, some may. Avoid those, trust me. If you are having any issue… back, wrist, ankle, knee, neck, jaw, finger, etc. etc. etc… then google (or better yet, Swagbucks!) ART and find someone around you that does this treatment. There is really no reason not to. Insurance will cover your trips to the chiropractor (currently… but it’s not looking good once this bill takes effect… and that’s about as political as I’m ever going to get on R&R) so you’ll have little out-of-pocket costs. I know it sounds like I’m trying to sell you something. I’m not. I’m just here to tell you how much better I feel and how wonderful it is to not have to live my life with a headache, ice on my back, and throbbing wrist everyday.

If you have questions let me know. If you live by me and want to get set up with my Lucy, I can get you in contact with her. But regardless, I don’t think anyone out there is so healthy that they couldn’t benefit from this. Everyone needs a Looocy!

And this concludes the one and only PSA I’ve ever had on this blog.

March 25, 2010 at 9:51 am 12 comments

Loser 9.10: No One Cupcaked Koli

First, a few items of Biggest Loser business:

  • I have wondered for weeks why nobody brings Stephanie’s name up during elimination. It’s like she has some secret shield. Yesterday an article came out that she and Sam are dating and had their first kiss during week 3 on the ranch. So that would be her secret shield. I wonder if BL will keep trying to hide it from us or if they’ll start showing us little glimpses of their relationship! I just hope they aren’t gross like Rebecca and Daniel… she got kind of weird there at the end.
  • I may or may not know someone that has gotten two interviews with the people at BL to be on season 10. That’s all I’m saying.

On to the show! Players are going home for a week. This is usually a semi-interesting and semi-boring week. Fun to see the people at home with their families, but boring because there isn’t a whole lot going on.

Was that a Tempurpedic commercial?? “You know what they don’t have at home? My Tempurpedic bed!” “Oh Sunshine!”

Maybe it’s because I’m pregnant and Stephen’s not watching with me, but I’m totally crying at these homecomings. The Tongans are a crying bunch. They look like fun! Daris looks fan-freakin-tastic!! My heart is just breaking for Mike.

(I’m eating a salad and a drop of vinaigrette just flew in my eye… not kidding. It burns.)

There are giant boxes for each contestant. Inside is a stationary bike and a million packing peanuts. They also have a box of cupcakes. (Just so you know, I still don’t like Melissa.) The players have to bike a marathon, the winner wins $10,000. For each cupcake they eat, they can add 5 minutes to someone’s time. Lance starts eating and eating. Andrea starts eating and eating. (Andrea is eating against her team… what’s up with that???) Mike eats a few too. And by a few, I mean 6.

The contestants work out. 24 Hour Fitness… and oh lookie there, they are open past 7:00.  (Seriously with the eye burning!) Wii Biggest Loser. Oh the plugs! “I’ve always been a firm believer of pushing my body to the edge.” Really O’Neal? Really?? I’m calling your bluff on that one. You’re a contestant on the Biggest Loser, something tells me this is the first time you’ve pushed your body in quite some time.

I feel a food commercial going on. Come on Sam, show me what you’ve got. Oh yes, Biggest Loser app on your phone! And I’M SORRY but NO you don’t have to eat organic eggs. Maybe the daily biscuits and gravy should go, but regular eggs are just fine. And now of course we are viewing the obligatory trips to their favorite restaurants.

Wait a second? How does Daris already have a lady friend?? He JUST got home. He sure didn’t waste any time. Now I’m not saying that he isn’t cute, but that chick didn’t have a choice in the matter. If a dude on television asks you on a date, you go. I hope she really likes him because I’ll go kick her butt if she hurts that sweet boy! (Boy? He’s probably my age…)

Now it’s time for the bike race. The families are all on cell phones so they can keep tabs of the other contestants. Not posting throughout this, it’s too back and forth. Sam won, Koli got 2nd, Lance got third. Alison announced that there were 32 cupcakes eaten. Koli won!!!! Whoo hoo. So very very very glad it wasn’t Lance.

Last chance workout. Oh the sweet sweat and yelling. I love it. Oh and vomit! There hasn’t been vomit in a long time. Stephen can’t stop talking about how much Koli looks like Sam now. You can definitely tell that they are related. Lance is mentally off right now. I’d argue that he’s a bit “off” all the time but I think Bob is referring to another type of “off.” Bob gave him a good chat and got him back in the Biggest Loser mood.

Weigh in. Not my favorite Alison dress, but still cute. Hmm.. I don’t know. Mixed feelings.

Blue Team
O’Neal (7) – Seriously?
Sunshine (8) – Atta girl!
Lance (8) – SERIOUSLY? Man!
Michael (8) – He’s lost 137 pounds so far! SHEESH.
Koli (10) -Fantastic
Daris (4) – Not so good, dude.
TOTAL: 2.58%

Black Team
Andrea (6) – Good number.
Stephanie (9) – AMAZING!!!! So so proud of her.
Ashley (10) – Holy moly, the black team is on fire!
Sam (14) – Wowza!
TOTAL: 3.86%

Glad to see the black team win this one. I don’t have a favorite team but I didn’t want to see it so tilted. Sunshine has immunity so between all the dudes. My vote is obviously for Lance because I’m not his biggest fan. Or O’Neal because he’s hurt.  

Koli voted for Lance
Mike voted for Lance
Lance voted for Mike
O’Neal voted for Lance
Daris voted for Lance

Lance is gone. I’m not sad. I don’t care for his attitude. But I am proud of him for how much he lost while on the ranch.

He’s gone from 365 to 265! He’s looking really great. I like him more than his wife.

Next week people come back. Ugh… Melissa. UGH.

March 24, 2010 at 7:30 am 15 comments

Ten on Tuesday (23)

Wow, we’re on week 23 of this endeavour. That’s a lot!

This week’s questions are from Erin at Suburban Euphoria… who I am CONVINCED would be one of my best friends if she lived in Houston. We have a ton in common, including the whole “with child” thing. Go check her out and thank her for her questions.

1. When you were a senior in high school, what career did you think you’d choose? Did you? Why or why not?
I thought I’d do something in advertising. It seemed fun and creative. I ended up getting my degree in marketing instead of advertising because marketing was in the business school so I’d be getting a business background. I got a job at a bank in a management program and hated it’s guts. So my FIL got me a job at a construction company where I do nothing marketing related. But I’m a notary and have my own stamp that makes a fun sound when I use it. That’s the same, right?

2. What one thing about the “real world” did you find most surprising once you were on your own?
First of all, let me just say that I HATE the term “real world.” Despise it really. Just because you’re in college doesn’t mean you aren’t in the real world. It’s real. It’s just not Adult Life. Okay, now to answer the question. Money. I didn’t know that money would be an issue. I didn’t realize that we’d have to budget and we wouldn’t be able to have as much “fun money” as I thought. I didn’t even consider the fact that I would have to work after having kids. I didn’t understand that we’d have a mortgage, car note, student loans, bills, etc. and would have to be smart about how to pay them on time while still saving some of our income.

3. Name 3 things you think your closest friends DON’T like about you.
I don’t care for this question. I’ve never asked and don’t plan on it but this is my guess: I’m stubburn, I’m a homebody (aka: boring), and I’m cheap (aka: boring)

4. In order to sleep, do you need background noise or absolute quiet?
I need the hum of a fan. The CONSISTENT hum of a fan… not a click or moan or ting ting ting of the pully thing against the glass. Other than that, I need complete silence. In fact, on Sunday night Rookie got a swat on her snout because she wouldn’t stop licking her paws in the middle of the night. Gross.

5. Why do you choose to reside in your current city? Yes, you have a choice.
Stephen and I debated between Austin and Houston. Both of our families live in Houston so that seemed natural. However, we loved Austin. I think our three main deciding factors were as follows: 1) The job market was better in Houston 2) The cost of living is lower in Houston so we knew we could reach our goal of being homeowners in a decent sized house in a great neighborhood 3) We wanted our kids to grow up close to their grandparents. We’re happy with our decision to live in Houston but we visit Austin often.

6. Are you close to your parents?
Yep- in every sense of the word. Not only do we have a great relationship but they live in the same neighborhood.

7. What is your favorite fiction book? Poem? Blog?
Favorite fiction book- probably Redeeming Love
Favorite Poem- I am too dense for poetry. I like Shel Silverstein!
Favorite Blog- I have a few: Pioneer Woman (the food, ohhh the food!), Big Mama (she’s hilarious), and Lauren From Texas (because she’s my Blog Friend 4Ever and we wouln’t have met without our blogs)

8. Do you enjoy cooking or is it a chore?
Most of the time I enjoy it. I only think it’s a chore when I’m really tired, if we don’t have food in the house, or if Stephen says things like, “There’s no meat in that?? Can we put some sort of meat in it?”

9. Be honest. What one thing would (the majority of) your blog readers be shocked to find out about you?
I have my belly button pierced. I got it done when I was 16 (I think?). I don’t have it in right now for obvious reasons and I’m not sure that I’ll put it back in after the Hurstling comes. I like it, it’s part of me. I feel like my stomach looks weird without it. But Stephen likes it without it and I think he may win this.

10. If you were given your own national holiday, what would you require people to eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner on the Day of You? Would there be a parade? Greeting cards?
Everyone would eat breakfast tacos for breakfast, potluck for lunch, and steak for dinner. People would give each other Reese’s and I Love You cards. Everyone would send me a Reese’s too. There would be no work. Every year someone would hire someone to come clean my house and my car and my dog. And it would be in the summer so everyone could go to the beach and have a giant potluck. We’d also have the day afterwards off of work so that everyone can stay up late and not have to worry about setting an alarm the next day.

That’s all folks. Your turn! Click the logo below to view the list of participants.

March 23, 2010 at 7:30 am 17 comments

Pregnant Pause – With A Few Pictures

I am now 14 weeks and 1 day. The nausea is almost completely gone but the heartburn looks like it’s here to stay. I have yet to find a correlation between intensity of The Burn and certain types of food. I’ll keep my eyes open for it though.

I had two FULL night’s of sleep last week so that got me pretty excited. I think that had more to do with the fact that I was so seriously tired that I was in a coma rather than the fact that my body is doing alright with this whole there-is-a-human-inside-me thing. Last night was one of the worst night’s of sleep in quite some time. My mother-in-law bought me a pregnancy pillow and I’m getting dangerously close to busting it out of the box!

As of this week, I’m officially entering my second trimester. I thought that was during week 12 but apparently I was wrong. The baby is now 3-4 inches long and is compared to a lemon. “They” say that I will probably start showing this week. Really? Now? That’s funny because yesterday a guy at church asked me if I was 5 months along. Granted he is a guy but still, he has two young children and knows what pregnancy looks like. And I’m showing enough to wear people are comfortable asking me if I’m pregnant without thinking that I’m just gaining weight.

I’ve posted all of the pictures we’ve taken so far. It starts at week 10 and continues to week 14. The last one you’ll see is week 14, it was taken this morning.

Week 10:

Week 11:

Week 12:

Week 13:

Week 14:

I thought it would be fun to show all of the pictures and not just the one from this week. I regret starting at 10 weeks. I started showing at 9 weeks. I wish we’d started right when we found out so we could see the true changes. Oh well. Good enough I guess!

(ToT questions will be posted shortly.)

March 22, 2010 at 8:58 am 29 comments

Seven Quick Takes

Hooray Friday!

Remember last week when I mentioned that I wasn’t feeling right? Turns out, it’s heartburn. My coworker came into my office the other day to get some Tums (because obviously the preggo has Tums) because she had heartburn. I told her to tell me what it felt like. She said, “It hurts. A lot.” Not acceptable. I said, “No. Tell me EXACTLY how it feels.” So she explained it. She told me where it hurts and how it feels, exactly. So the bad news is that I get heartburn multiple times a day. The good news is that I get heartburn, I’m not dying of heart failure or fire throat.

I’m making dinner for my brother and sister-in-law tomorrow night. What should I make? I was thinking about making the butter chicken that PW posted a couple weeks ago. Has anyone made it? Any other ideas? Sides? Help me out. Nothing that takes too incredibly long or requires a ton of ingredients. I’ll be cooking at their house while trying to stare at my niece.

“You can’t handle my undivided attention.” – Dwight Schrute
“The sales department smashed my sandwich.” – Michael Scott

I love this show.

Incase you didn’t hear the big news, I’m kind of famous now. A little something happened on The Twitter yesterday.

Pioneer Woman tweeted that her book Black Heels and Tractor Wheels is being picked up for a movie. So I tweeted, “Does anyone have the sneaking suspicion that @thepioneerwoman is taking over the world? I’m not complaining, just an observation.”

Good tweet, right? Right. Well then she replied. SHE REPLIED. “Not me, just my bottom.”

So that’s awesome.

One of my blog friends posted this week about her adventures at a laser tag place. Which reminded me of the post I wrote about laser tag. So I sent it to her and reread it. Good times. Click here if you want to read it.

I haven’t had a pedicure since before Christmas.

I joined Swagbucks a couple weeks ago because I kept hearing about it. If you haven’t heard of it, it’s a website where you earn points which can then be used to buy things like giftcards. You use their site for searches instead of Google. They post codes on their blog and Twitter so you can get more points. I get points just for using the toolbar. I get points every day for clicking through their “special offers.” In the 2 weeks (?) I’ve been a member, I’ve earned 655 points. Not too bad, my friends. So anyways, if you want to join, do it. If you don’t, don’t. But if you join, join through me so I get some referral points. (Yes, I just went there.) Click here to check it out.  I’m quite addicted.

That’s all I’ve got for you today. Have a great weekend. Mine should be great, minus the 18 hours I’m going to spend on my taxes. Boo hiss.

March 19, 2010 at 8:16 am 19 comments

The Shortest Distance Between 2 Points Is Not A Line

I’m a fairly patient person. Not overly patient, but not too uptight. This is what I’ve realized, if I know that something is going to take a long time, I’m okay with it. But if I have to wait when something should be quick, I have a bit of an internal fit. For example, right out of college I worked for a bank. That brilliant bank decided to assign me to a branch that was on the other side of town from where I live. Every day I had about an hour and a half commute each way. I managed. Partially because I had no choice, but partially because I’d just come to accept it. It’s going to take me an hour and a half to get home. The end. On evenings that it would take an hour and 45 minutes, I’d get extremely grumpy and feel like crying.

The Houston Rodeo is popular. If you’ve never had the opportunity to go, you should put it on your bucket list. There’s a carnival, delicious food, a livestock show, a great rodeo, and then a show. I like to go to at least one show a year. Stephen and I have decided that we prefer to go to weekend shows because we aren’t quite as rushed. Leaving from work and fighting the traffic doesn’t leave anytime for anything besides the rodeo and show. But this year we had the opportunity to get free tickets to the Lady Antebellum show. We like them. We decided that since the tickets were free, it wouldn’t be so bad that we missed out on the livestock show and carnival.

Famous last words.

Our evening was not quite as good as it should have been. I left work at 5 to go to the bank and then pick Stephen up. We were headed toward the rodeo when all of a sudden I realized that I left our tickets on my desk at work. Queue: Freak out. Stephen stayed calm and said, “No problem, we’ll just go pick them up.” Here’s the problem. If the last person is gone then the alarm is set and there is no way to get in there until the morning. Since it was 5:45 I was thinking that everyone was going to be gone. I got grumpy and I started sweating. Luckily someone was still there and I was able to get in. Crisis averted. Although it did add a bit of time to our drive.

We headed toward the rodeo again. Traffic. Oh the traffic. People fighting to get in exit lanes, stop and go cars everywhere, even a fender bender next to us because a Hummer was being too ambitious. It was a nightmare. We finally exited and headed toward the parking lot. Lilnes after line of cars. A line to exit, a line to turn, a line to turn toward paid parking, a line at the lights, a line to enter the parking lot. On and on. Somehow we managed to find a lone spot in that lot. We parked, Stephen took his pants off in the back seat of the car so he could change into jeans, I watched and knocked on the window to annoy him, and then we loaded the tram.

And finally, we were there! My only request of the night was to get a funnel cake. It’s the one time a year I get a funnel cake. I decided to get some nachos at the carnival so that I had something nutritious in my belly before stuffing it with fried batter. After dinner we high-tailed it to the stadium to watch some of the rodeo, get my funnel cake, and watch the show.

We watched a couple events and then Stephen decided he need a pit stop and a trip to the funnel cake counter. About 25-35 minutes later he showed up empty handed with a scowl on his face. He’d stood in a very long line to get our funnel cakes and when he finally reached the front, they were out. I did my best to hold back the tears but my disappointment was obvious. We watched a couple more events and then Stephen decided he’d try to find another counter selling funnel cakes. My hero. It seemed like hours had passed before I finally texted him, “If you haven’t found them, come back. I feel like a mean wife.” His response, “OMG I’m getting a drink!” Turns out he’d check at the front of a counter to make sure they weren’t out, then got in the line, by the time he was at the front they were out. LAME.

So, no funnel cake. Wow, I’ve used 774 words to tell you that there was traffic and I didn’t get a funnel cake.

The rodeo was good, the show was good. Although I was not a fan of Hilary’s outfit. We left and headed toward our tram pick up. What do you know, a line. More accurately, a mob of people supposed to be in a line. A worker told us to split down the middle and form two lines. We made our way to our assigned spot. Oh lookie there, more people on the other side of the mob. Without drawing you a picture, this may be hard to explain. Basically, the line was being fed from both ends… but neither end knew that. So we somehow ended up in the middle (aka: the front) and promptly got yelled at by a drunk girl. We were accused of cutting and “obviously not being from around here.” Don’t get me started girlfriend. I am pregnant, I have pee, my feet hurt from my boots that SHOCKINGLY already don’t fit my pregnant feet, I’m tired, and you’re drunk. I ignored her. Another guy next to us said, “Uh, we’ve been waiting in line a long time.” I just responded, “I understand that but they told us to come here. They are feeding the line from both sides.” The tram showed up and put 17,000 people onto it and it was over. Or so we thought.

At this point it was about 10:15. Not terribly late, but past my bedtime for sure. We found our car thanks to my husband’s amazing internal GPS or the fact that he looked at the number on the light pole next to us. We got in and… nothing. Gridlocked. Not a single car was able to move. We were annoyed, but not as annoyed as we could have been. At about 11:15 we finally go out of the parking lot… only to see gridlocked streets. Stephen decided to take the path of least resistance and then figure out our way home from there. He did it beautifully. We pulled into our driveway about ten minutes after midnight. I was dead tired, grumpy, and seriously pissed that there wasn’t a funnel cake in my belly.

Yesterday morning I got a call from my brother asking if we wanted to go to the rodeo with them last night. Gary Allen was playing and they had tickets in a suite. TICKETS IN A SUITE. I was so tempted. Suites probably don’t run out of funnel cakes. But I ultimately said no because I kept replaying the view of tailights and drunk hoochie chicks. I just can’t handle it, the wound was too fresh. One more line would certainly send me straight to the loony bin.

But seriously y’all, you should totally go to the rodeo. It’s great.

March 18, 2010 at 8:49 am 18 comments

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