7 Year Craving!!

I don't get many cravings. It used to be Taco Bell, and when I'd get that craving... I just knew that I was going to have to get a fix sometime that week but thank goodness that's not too much of a struggle for me anymore. Pregnancy brought lots of cravings for me... more for Gil, but once Carter popped out the cravings went away, at least for me:-)
There is however one craving that I've had for seven years. Yeah I know you're asking "what took you seven years to get a fix?" Reason #1 is that the restaurant(which I don't even know the name of)was in Johnson City Tennesse. Reason #2 was that I didn't even know the name of my craving. See I didn't remember much about my craving except that it was just marvelous... It was rice with a sauce. That's all I knew. At first I thought it was Chinese... but after visiting many Chinese restaurants.... not Chinese. In college we ate this stuff all the time. My girlfriends and I would order it, somebody would go pick it up (not me; no car) and then we'd all sit around and scarf it down!! It was scrumptious!!!
For Years I've explained this craving to Gil. I've told him all about it... he would make guesses as to what it was, he'd make fun of me for not knowing what it was, and he'd just tell me to "stop whining about it".
Last week we were talking about it again( you wouldn't believe how often we've actually talked about this stuff)... He asked his co-worker because Ben has been to Milligan plenty of times. Ben thought it came from a Japanese Steak House. So I asked Gil if they have rice and he said oh yeah... with a sauce that they say tastes like the "Big Mac" sauce!!!
"THAT'S IT!!!" I started screaming!! I was jumping around the kitchen all excited. For seven years I've been trying to explain the taste of this sauce and Gil summed it up perfectly "Big Mac Sauce" I know it kinda sounds gross... but man it was so good. I would eat plates and plates of the stuff!
So Gil came home two days later with a suprise... what a sweet man! I was so excited as I pulled out the rice and the container of sauce. I could hardly wait.... my hands were actually shaking. The smell of it brought back so many memories I almost started to cry.

The first bite was Huge, cause you know bigger is better and the taste was wonderful. I was so excited because that's what I'd been waiting for forever!!! I sat down today to have a plate of it and I realized it was just "all right." I could only eat 2 bites and that was all I could take. I gues my taste buds have changed in the last 7 years.

Nugglin!!

My boy's sick :-( He really really doesn't feel well today. How do I know? It's not because of the river of snot running down his face, or the cough that sounds more like a mean dog barking, or the bloodshot eyes, or even his scratchy voice that hints to a sore throat. How do I know he's sick?
This morning he was laying on the couch covered in blankets watching the Backyardagains. He looked over at me and said, "Momma, I wanna nuggle which you."(translation: I want to snuggle with you). This is weird for Carter. He hasn't snuggled with anybody or anything since he was 4 months old, it's a struggle to get him to sit on your lap much less snuggle. He's ALL BOY!!
I didn't waste anytime, for fear that he might change his mind. I scooped him up and we snuggled on the couch. Man I hate when my boy is sick, but I love that snuggle time!

BRICK HOUSE

Have you ever had one of those moments when you thought..."man I can't wait to get home and blog about this! Yeah, that happened to me just a couple hours ago. "Michael" was back today. I was working on the eliptical machine....not sure if I was going to cuss or quit because it was really kicking my tail today. Out of the corner of my eye I see hot pink... and lots of it! Michael returned to they gym today in a bright pink full body leotard... with little neon orange running shorts over them(which was an improvement since it hid a little more),a red silky baseball kinda hat, his white socks scrunched down around his ankle, fany pack tightly secured around the waist and of course his gloves. This definately beat his previous outfit... I'm pretty sure if he was wearing today's outfit on Tuesday I would've probably had an attack. Michael gets right to work today and starts singing "Brick House"... hey what can I say the guy has some confidence... Go Michael. At the end of my workout I ran into Michael again in the weight room...our weights were across from each other and he looked at me and said "I'm Burning!".... I smiled and said.."Man You're on fire." That was the end of my time with Michael today.. stay tuned.... man I gotta get a picture phone!!

What's Dat???

Carter: "What's dat?"
Mommy: " You know what that is.. it's a bananna"
Carter: "What's that?"
Mommy: "An elephant"
Carter: "What's Dat?"
Mommy: "You know that one too, it's a car"
Carter: "What's dat Mom?
Mommy: "A trash can."
Carter: "What's dat?"
Mommy: "What did I just tell you it was?"
Carter: " A crash pan?"
Mommy: "Yep!"
Carter: "Mommy what's dat?"
Mommy: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

Yep that's it... that has been going on for the past two weeks non stop and it's driving me crazy. I was waiting the the "Why's?" to start, but Carter decided to go with the "what's dat?" I don't know how much of this I can take, ok I can take a little more because I'm not quite sure I'm creative enough to answer all the "why?" questions that I can only imagine his little brain comming up with. If he's anything like his daddy, and we all know he is, those "why?" questions could get a little scary!! So I'll stick with the "What's dat?" questions a little longer and smile (almost) everytime I hear them because these too will pass on to something new and when they're gone... I might just miss that little sweet voice asking "Mommy what's dat?"

Gym in January

I walked in the gym today with a little smile on my face wondering what new people I'd see today. I started my routine back up last week when we got home. It's tough, but(t) I gotta do it. I know that January is the BIG push for losing weight... commercials, diet pills, excercise crap everywhere... If I see another commercial with Kristy Alley on it I'm going to scream. So last week it started... watching all the "newbies" in their in workout attire, new sneakers, new attitude, trying to figure out all the machines. At first I found myself getting a little frustrated when I had to wait for them on a machine cause they couldn't figure it out, but then I realized, "hey quit being a jerk, you were once in their shoes."
Last week I watched lots of "newbies".. I love watching the older ones. They are really cute. I watched an older couple walk the track together, I watched a young college kid run like he was being chased by a man with a gun, I watched two ladies workout together, and I wished I had Laura, sitting next to me so we could complain about our fat rolls together.
Yesterday I was entertained by two women in the weight room. They were both complaining about the machines. One was working out on an arm machine and was yelling to the other across the room "I can't get this damn thing to work. It keeps squashing my boobs!!!" This however did not stop her, she worked away and gave a little squeal everytime it pinched her boobs. Her friend was working on the "thigh" machine and got stuck in it. She couldn't get out and after countless attempts she finally called her friend over to help her, however her friend replied "hold on I gotta get my boob back from this machine first." Man I was busting up inside.... Too funny.
So today I come in and my first laugh or puke... not sure which sensation I felt first was from a man on "MY" bike. I always ride a certain bike... just habit I guess. The only bike left was one behind his, and as soon as I reached it I could smell this guy... he smelled like 5 packs of cigarettes ,B.O. and cheap cologne, but that's not what got me. He was giving me a BIG vertical smile from behind:-)!! Not too pretty... I swear his entire bare butt was sitting on the bike. Didn't want to look but man couldn't miss it. Needless to say I didn't last on the bikes too long, and I probably won't be using that bike again.
The the winner so far was the man dressed in a full body black leotard with a fanny pack around is waist, and confederate flag gloves on. Yeah are you all getting a mental picture. I soooo wish I had a picture phone. I first noticed this man because he was in front of the mirror doing lunges/dance moves and saying "I look good" in a very girly voice... It took all I had not to burst out in laughter. A minute later I hear somebody singing Michael Jackson's "Thriller" at the top of his lungs...again in his girly voice. I couldn't hold it in this time... I lost it. I just home his head phones were turned up enough that he couldn't hear. me.
So here's to tomorrow and the "newbie" I'll meet... it's going to be pretty tough to beat Michael and his leotard... who knew I'd meet so many cool people in the Joplin YMCA!!!

Yuck!!!

I had an hour of bliss last night...... Just pausing to let you squirm as you wonder what I'm about to say. It was a clean experience.... well at least I thought it was.
We've been in our home for 7 months now and I had yet to use the jacuzzi tub in our beautiful master bath. Carter calls it his swimming pool and is in it all the time, without the jets on. Everytime I bath him I tell myself that I really need to take a time out for me and relax in that thing for awhile... since the last time I was in one was on our honeymoon and it was filled with cold water cause our hotel had no air conditioning..... long story maybe for another time. So last night I did it... I took a time out for me.
I have this weird thing about taking a bath... I really don't like them cause I know I'm sitting in my own dirt.... not that I'm really all that dirty, ah whatever you get my point.! So I thought about taking a quick shower before getting into the tub, but decided not to since I'd just taken one that morning. I pulled out my bubble bath and book and was ready to relax, which I did. It was wonderful!!! The only thing that I need to remember next time was just a tiny bit of bubble bath will work. I turned those jets on and the bubbles started growing.... at one point bubbles were spilling out of the bath tub! So bath is over.... throw on my most comfy pj's and jump into bed. My body was relaxed.... so relaxed that I crashed...I was dead to the world the rest of the night. It was GREAT~.
SO this morning I get out of bed and head to the bathroom. As I walk by the tub I glance down and almost yacked!! The tub was full of dirt... nasty sandy dirt stuck everywhere. Was I that Dirty???? That's horrible... I know I can't be that Dirty... I seriously felt ill thinking about the fact that all that dirty came from my body... and I was sitting in it the night before.
Ok so did I mention it was early morning and I wasn't thinking straight.... Gil walks in and says..."Crap what happened to the tub"
I, feeling stupid, reply "I took a bath"
Gil laughs and says "guess we should've cleaned out the jets, since it hasn't been used for over a year"
I was relieved... I really was, to know that the dirt did not come from me, but I still can't believe I was sitting in that dirt last night.. I need a shower and then I'm off to scrub the tub!

Home from the Holidays!!

Christmas was wonderful!!! I think we've finally convinced Carter that there will be no more "Christmas" till next year. We celebrated a total of 6 Christmas' with friends and loved ones over the last three weeks. Carter was starting to wake up every morning asking if he'd get any gifts that day! Yep that's our spoiled kid!!! Turning out to be more like his daddy everyday!:-) Ah I just had to get that dig in!!
So yeah we've had a wonderful time over the last three weeks... so much fun that it was hard to come home and get back into the swing of things. As I was driving home from Quincy I couldn't stop thinking about how blessed we are.We have the best families.... and we couldn't ask for better friends!! Life is good and I'm so excited to see what this new year holds for us. I'm sure there will be hard times that will cause hurt, pain and tears... that's life, but I Know there will be laughter and joy and love that fills this next year and I'm ready for all of it. So may your next year be full of love and hope, laughter and maybe even some tears, may we all learn something new each day that will make us better and stronger, even if it hurts a little bit.