In The Meantime

I'm having one of those moments. Actually this particular moment occurs with some frequency so maybe it should be called something else. Whatever it's called, it's where I have a few ideas floating around my brain for posts here but I cannot convince myself that anyone cares. I can't just write for my own self because, ugh, I got over that somewhere during (okay after) college. It does nothing for me so I come here to share with you. I'm not a writer by trade or even hobby so when I try to write about the mundane, it actually sounds mundane. Sometimes I feel like everything I am thinking about has been said (and better) elsewhere, probably many times over. So for now, I give you "The Reader Survey" that I stole off Schmutzie that she stole off someone else. I'm changing the last question because I couldn't answer hers. Tell me about yourselves, c'mon, humor me? I'll start.

(Answer these questions in the comments blah blah blah)

1. Your URL should you have one

2. Where do you hail from? (bonus, do you hate sentences ended with prepositions?)

3. How did you find this blog or how did we meet?

4. If you had an alter-ego what would her occupation be?

Searching for That Thing

I'm looking for that thing. You know THAT THING. The one that will fix everything? You know what I'm talking about? When I wanted to quit smoking I couldn't find that thing. I needed something that would make me really want to quit. I never did find it until I was pregnant with Elliet. Suddenly I had the thing and it was almost easy to quit. Then I needed the thing that would make me exercise. I got a DVD, I joined the Y, I asked them to show me around the nautilus facility, I started going to classes with a friend. But the thing turned out to be a weekly session with a trainer. Now I work out 6 days a week. Spinning, weight training, hiking with the kids, water aerobics and yoga. I love it all and I can't imagine quitting! I feel so strong already. Level one of the 30 Day Shred is a piece of cake and I even did one and two back-to-back last time for an extra challenge! But I haven't lost even an ounce of weight.
I cannot stop eating. It's terrible. It's embarassing. Like my friend Emily posted recently, I eat like the food is going somewhere. It's like there's a subconscious fear that I won't be able to eat this ever again. It is reminiscent of my final year of smoking. I knew I had to quit so every pack felt like the last even though it wasn't. My smoking increased to a pack and a half per day. That's 30 cigarettes every day. At least. For a year. At least.
This is probably very similar. I know I need to get my eating under control. I had a real scare with the diabetes during this last pregnancy. (You'd think THAT would be the thing, eh?) The doctors were certain I had developed Type 2 as opposed to it being just gestational but so far I am testing okay. So I know I have to "quit" and soon. I have to find that thing before a diagnosis of Type 2 IS that thing.
What thing are you looking for?

Dream House of the Week

I've decided on a neighborhood! I know, it changes all the time. But for now, I'm hooked on Glendale and I'd really like to go see this house. The living room would need some work, excessive wood paneling isn't exactly our style, but I love the rest of it. We drove by and the yard goes way back and ends in a park. At some point before the girls are teens, maybe even before they are tweens, we would have to add a shower to the downstairs bathroom. I first found Glendale when I started researching Princeton schools. They are a big district with great programs but unlike some of the other great schools in Cincinnati, they also have racial and socio-economic diversity. The more I've seen about Princeton the more certain I am that it is where I'd like to be. So we looked at houses in Sharonville, Woodlawn, Springdale and Glendale. Glendale is the clear winner of the four.